Alfred and Ana were pacing around the living room. Matthew hasn't come back from Kumajiro's place. Alfred was ringing his hands in his shirt, worrying his bottom lip. Ana was thinking about what could happen to her little boy. Matthew was a very curious boy and he can get easily sidetracked; that's how he and Alfred got lost the first time, running into Ana.

"Where is he? I am getting really worried," Alfred stated, sitting down and pulling at his hair.

"Al, honey," Ana said, sitting next to him. "Stop, you're going to get a headache." She took his hands out of his hair.

"But, ma-"

"I know. I'm worried as well, but you have to think straight."

Alfred sighed, hanging his head.

Matthew was lost. He shouldn't have looked for the sound. He knew that it was going to sidetrack him but he was just curious. I passed that bush a few minutes ago. Matthew tugged the sling closer to his chest, hiding his head. There was so many noises in the forest. Where was he going? Just then he heard voices up ahead. He wanted to see who was talking but he didn't want to get more lost than he already was. But still, I am curious. Al and Mom can wait a few minutes. Matthew ran up to the area that he heard the voices. When he looked up, he saw a very familiar head of silver hair.

"Gilbert?" Matthew walked up to the place where he was the head and noticed that Gilbert was talking Francis and some other person. He heard some rustling to the left and saw a rat sniffing some cheese.

"No, you might get hurt." Matthew turned the rat around aiming the rat's nose away from the trap. "You want the cheese? I could get you the cheese if you want." Matthew eased way to the trap and touched the cheese. Right at that moment, Matthew felt a searing pain going up his arm. The trap had sprung and he was the one trapped instead of the rat. The cheese flew away and landed a few feet away from Matthew position. He whimpered from the pain running through his arm. It hurts!

Francis, Antonio and Gilbert were talking about many things when Francis heard the rat trap springing. He jumped up and headed outside, leaving the other two confused. They decided to follow him.

The three of them headed to the spot where the trap was and found a tiny person crying, his hand caught in the trap.

"Matthew!" Francis crouched down, releasing the trap and Matthew's hand. The little blonde was holding his injured hand to his chest. Francis scooped him into his hand and brought him inside. "Arthur! We have a new guest!"

"I don't care!"

"His name is Matthew and he is about the size of your hand!"

There was a thumping noise and the sound of feet running down the hallway.

"Master Francis, here is the first aid kit you requested."

"Thank you."

Arthur jumped the last few steps and landed in front of the group. He noticed the first aid kit and started to worry.

"What happened?"

"Matthew got his hand stuck in the rat trap that I laid out for our furry little friend."

"Matthew," Arthur said, taking the blonde into his hand. "I need to see the damage. Let me see."

The blonde let his hand go and squeezed his eyes shut. Gilbert and Antonio were confused more than they were seconds ago, even when Francis was pushing them out of the house. Gilbert felt a light go off in his head and he turned around to see Arthur bandaging the tiny hand.

"But Francis-"

"Out. We must tend to Matthew right away." Francis threw their coats out the door, along with Gilbert and Antonio. "Have fun. We will see each other another time."

The door was closed before the protests continued. Francis walked up to Arthur and helped with the little person. Matthew was flinching from the touches. He was hurt and lost and he wanted to go home.

"Momma," he whispered, covering his mouth with his hand. "I want momma."

"We don't know where you're mother is, but we can take you to her."

Faint head shaking got their attention. Matthew was whimpering and clutching his shirt. Arthur was still bandaging the hand in his palm. A few minutes later, Matthew was bandaged up and sleeping on one of the couch cushions.

"We have to find Alfred," Arthur said. Francis nodded, taking his brother's arm and walked out of the living room. They turned the light off and walked to their rooms. Matthew was left alone to sleep.