Hi people, welcome to another chapter of this little story. THIS IS SO LATE! O_O; I've been very busy lately. If you haven't already noticed this you'll eventually notice that the closer you are to getting out of a particular educational institution the busier you'll be. I'm going to do my best to update at least once a week but it's going to be a little tough with this story. The reason is that I haven't had the idea for this installment of the Gifted Series (or any other…) sitting around in my mind for months like I did for Feliciano's Fire. So what I'd like are some ideas for things that could happen in this story, during the camping trip in particular. I have an idea of all the plot points that are significant to the following stories but I'd like to make the chapters for this story a bit longer than the others have been. If I use an idea from one of the readers I'll credit them for it. Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or any other media that inspired this story.
EDIT: As most of you may have noticed, I have not updated for over a month now due to my inability to remain focused when I self assign deadlines. I'm sorry for keeping you waiting and wanted to let you know that I will be updating soon, for real this time.
A few days went by and Matthew was inexplicably worried about something, Alfred knew this because his brother went off to some quiet area of the house all by himself in the middle of a conversation. Alfred had a hunch about what might be bothering his brother, so he decided to talk to Matthew. Said Canadian was sitting by himself in a corner in the living room
"Hey Mattie, I couldn't help but notice that you went away while I was talking to you. I know that you aren't rude like that most of the time. Wanna share what's on your mind?" Matthew looked up at his brother.
"Well…. It's just…. Do you really want to know or are you asking because you feel guilty about something?" Alfred looked surprised that Matthew came to that conclusion. It would make sense for someone outside the family to think that the latter would be the motivation; Alfred came off as conceited to most people. Alfred was shocked his only brother would think that. He shook his head slightly.
"I really want to know what's bothering you. I'll only feel guilty if it's my fault." Alfred said sincerely. Even if he didn't always do a good job of showing it he really cared about his brother. Matthew sighed and sat up a bit.
"You ever notice how I get ignored most of the time?" he asked. Alfred just stared intently at Matthew, not wanting to admit that he never noticed the trend. "Well I don't get noticed most of the time, a good example of that is how you didn't introduce me to Feliciano on his first day even though you are my brother and we were in the same class. I ended up meeting his older brother first. I generally keep quiet…. maybe that's why I'm so easy to miss… but I really hate being ignored like I don't exist."
"That makes sense, but why is it bothering you right now? A bunch of people who are friends with you are coming over…" Alfred pointed out. Matthew nodded in agreement.
"That's true, but besides Feliciano, Ludwig, and you all of them are older than us… Even though all of the Bad Company Club treats me well enough and includes me, I'm kind of an add-on because I'm so much younger than all the others…." Alfred continued listening, he was starting to understand what was going on. He thought to himself about how frustrating it would be to go almost completely unnoticed by the people who called themselves your friends.
"Mattie….."
"What?" he said. Alfred reached out and hugged his brother, leaving the other slightly confused but appreciative.
"Even if people don't notice you all the time I'll always be there for you. You're my brother and I'm the hero so don't worry, everything will be fine." Alfred said with a smile. Matthew's facial expression was somewhere along the lines of "again with the hero thing?" but then he smiled. Alfred had a feeling that his message got across.
"So what are we going to do now?" Matthew asked.
"As I was saying earlier, we could go see if some of the neighbors want to play a game with us."
"That sounds like a good idea." They went outside to go and play with the neighbors. It took several minutes for the group to settle on what they were going to play. They decided to play a game of dodge ball. Alfred elected himself and Matthew as the team captains and divided into their teams.
"Alright, we need to find a place to do this!" Alfred said confidently. Matthew looked stupefied.
"You mean to say you have no idea where we are actually going to play a game of dodge ball? But you pushed for us to play this game anyway?"
"Oh relax, I'm sure that we'll figure something out….." he said looking around. He then noticed Francis watching them as though the group of children gathered near the front porch was the most interesting thing on the planet. "Hey Francis, wanna talk our way into some gym? We want to play dodge ball but I forgot that it works better when it's played indoors…." Francis tried to suppress his laughter to no avail.
"Why don't you go and see if you can find a place with walls to play your game before you ask me for help?" he said as he went inside to laugh some more.
Alfred frowned and muttered to himself about how Francis was no help at all. Matthew sighed and motioned for the group to follow him. They walked towards the nearest indoor basketball court in hopes that they could use it for their game. Along the way they saw a man take a woman's purse.
"I don't think I've ever seen something like this happen in this town…." One of the children said. Alfred glared at the man.
"Mattie, I gotta blow cover…." He said.
"Huh?" Alfred then launched himself at the man as fast as he could and latched on. The man was shocked and tried to shake the kid off of him and was surprised when he was lifted into the air.
"Do yourself a favor and give the lady's purse back. If you don't drop it I'll get violent with you." The man stared in shock at Alfred, but didn't look as though he took the threat seriously. "If you don't just give it to me to return I can pry it from your fingers, which might end with some of them being broken. I'm giving you the easy option here." Alfred said in a firmer tone, he also had a dead serious look on his face. The man paled slightly and dropped the handbag. Alfred put him down and pushed him away. "Now get out of my face before I get the cops involved…" Matthew stormed up to his brother.
"You idiot! I know that you hate seeing injustice but by blowing your cover you may have cost us a group of playmates! Don't you realize how terrifying you looked? Now none of my neighbors will want to play a game of golf with you, let alone dodge ball!" he said with a strange ferocity. Alfred shrugged and laughed.
"It had to be done, plus we go back a while with most of these kids. They know we're fully capable of pretending we're normal for the sake of having fun." The other kids stared at them for a moment. None of them were sure what to do at that moment. Some of them were taught that gifted people were extremely dangerous, but they knew Matthew Williams would never use any kind of power for bad things. Alfred was more of a stranger, but he also seemed to have a decent moral compass.
"That was totally awesome!" one of them yelled. The group then crowded around Alfred and Matthew, to the slight confusion of both brothers. Matthew was completely surprised considering how there were times that the boys were run out of parties because of the fact they were gifted. Alfred just shrugged.
"I guess we have a better group of friends than we thought…"
"Yeah…." Matthew said. The boys and their friends ended up spending the afternoon talking about their adventures at Rosewood Academy.
Woo! Craptacular ending is… well you know the meme. I hope that the ending of the chapter gives you lovely readers some insight into how much I need ideas. Also please review, when I'm getting reviews it drives me into an updating frenzy. One of you has been very good about leaving reviews, you know who you are. In any case, I just really wanted to post something because it has been a while. I promise you that more interesting things are going to happen in this story at some point. It'll get better in a couple of chapters when the others start arriving.
