I wanted to post this because of reasons.
Okay so other than the gross over use of baby talk i hope you all like this.
"Waz wong Al?" Matthew asked when he found his brother sitting atop the large hill behind the house. Alfred shook his head and curled up tighter into himself.
"Pwez tell me waz wong?" Matthew tried again, he didn't like it when his brother cried, his brother was the hero he shouldn't be sad.
"Awfer s-said t-that you had to go stay with awnt Wizbith ." He sniffled.
"Aww but Alfwe I'm only gona be bye-bye fwo a week…whatever dat iz…"
"Yow goo-na be gon-ed *hic* fow ebbew!" He cried; tears streaked down his face. Matthew's eyes widened and his lower lip started to tremble.
"Nuh-uh, I-I am n-nawt Awfed, l-liwer!"
Alfred's head jerked up and he gasped. Tears streamed down his brother's angry face, the hand holdings Alfred held it with crushing strength.
"I-I dowt wand y-youw ta be gonz fow ebber!" He sobbed, his shoulders shaking at sobbed racked his little body. Matthew wrapped his arms around his brother.
"No, I'm goona come bawck to *hic* youw no madderz what." He said harshly though his hiccups.