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I went to Gilbert's house to have dinner with him and his brother and his brother's friend who is a girl but isn't his girlfriend. I am so glad to be out of that social pool. It seemed simple enough in my head, dinner with the Beilschmidt's. Gilbert liked me enough, and his brother didn't give off any weird vibes when I spoke with him over the phone.

"Yes, Hello, this is Ludwig Beilschmidt. I'd like to formally ask you to dinner tonight- wait- that didn't come out right. That is to say, my brother, you, and I all having dinner."

"Hey Luddy who's that," asked a voice in the background.

"Oh, this is Gilbert's boyfriend… Matthew? Matthew, that's his name."

"HI MATTHEW! CIAO CIAO! ARE YOU CUTE? ARE YOU SINGLE BECAUSE I SURE AM!" Yelled the voice.

"Felicia stop it!"

"I'm only kidding- Ludwig? No! Please! Don't make me run laps! Help! Matthew! Help!"

And then the phone hung up. Gilbert asked if I needed the address to his place and I could have said no, because of course I know where he lives, but I said yes so he wouldn't put the hoodie drive by guy and myself together. He had to think I had no idea where he lived and I didn't go through his garbage… okay one time and you're labeled as a freak.

I stood at the door of his two story house, it was blue, light blue, like a doll's house. I was having a French moment, the slow music and I looked over the flower covered porch to see Gilbert there, older now, I'd say in his fifties. He became a distinguished grey type, not that his hair color changed or anything, he just looked so wise reading in the light of the setting sun.

"Come sit by me my dear."

"Oh? You don't want to call me brat?"

He smiled, so wise and handsome, "The time for that is long behind us. You're not a brat anymore."

"… does- does that mean we can… HOLD HANDS!? I WAS GOING TO SAY HOLD HANDS!"

He smiled with all of his perfectly white teeth and suddenly he was gone. The sun had not even begun to set, there was still another hour and I was sort of early. I looked at what I was wearing and felt stupid. Jeans and a band t-shirt, a rubber wrist band that said, "test subject." I look like a jackass? Where is my snap back, it's time to party and work out bro. I might as well drink bud light. FML, I'm going home and changing.

I turned around when I heard the front door open behind me. A beautiful tan woman jumped me from behind. I turned to face her and her face met mine. Woah, is she kissing me!? I think she is!? Help what do I do!? She's going to judge me! She's going to report to Gilbert that I have no idea what I'm doing and the only kissing I really know about happened in the movies!? Gilbert? Shit, if Gilbert sees this I'm so done. FUCK! Speak of the sexy devil he was in the fucking doorway showing no sign of interest in what was happening. She freed herself when another physical specimen appeared with eyes bright blue. He picked her up off the ground and did a back bend sending her face into the cement below them!? What the hell!?

"Gah! Gilbert it wasn't what it looked like," I stammered like an idiot.

"It's okay Mat-"

"I can't atone for this sin! But you must understand that I would never ever betray you! Not when I know you're going to mature like a fine wine! Please don't- did you say it was okay?"

He pointed to the blonde beautiful man and the crazy kissy woman.

"Feli, remember what I told you. In this country we don't kiss people we've just met and even after that," he waited for her to finish the sentence like a teacher trying to explain sentence structure to a flunkie.

"We stick to just the cheek," she said poking her cheek.

"Very good, now introduce yourself properly and then we'll go finish cooking," he said as if she were a kid who stole a cookie at her grandmother's house.

"I'm Felicia, ciao," she extended her hand and I weekly shook it. She pulled me in and kissed both of my cheeks, "By now!"

My left eye twitched when I looked at her leaving. The tall man introduced himself as Ludwig and he was very captivating. If only my heart didn't belong to Gilbert. He apologized on her behalf; I simply said that she was nice and stared off in a daze. That was more physical contact than a game of dodge ball…. Dodge ball… memories…

"Yeah, one kid to go!"

"One kid? Who are you- oh yeah there's one kid left."

"Quick! Let's win this!"

The moved to throw their balls at me, yeah laugh, but I vanished.

"What!? Where did he go!?"

The next thing they knew, I was right behind their team with a ball in hand, and my aim up at the basket ball net. The rules were, hit the square above the net and all your dead team mates can return to the game. I hit the square and everyone turned to look at me. And then I vanished again, walking at my leisure back to my side of the court. I've never been hit in dodge ball and I'm always the last guy in. Even so, they'd always pick the kid with the broken leg before they picked me.

"Matt? I lost you for a sec?"

"Gilbert?"

"You wanna come inside?"

I nodded coming back to reality, "Yeah. Can I see your bedroom?"

"My bedroom?"

"Yeah."

"… Well aren't you a team player. If my bro wasn't home then maybe- hold on, you're still only sixteen kid. Maybe next time," he started laugh and incoherently rambling to himself.

"Hey Gilbert?"

"What is it?"

I honestly didn't know what to say, "Is it really okay I come in?"

He smiled, putting his arm around me, "Of course! You were specially chosen by the awesome me and even better have Ludwig's full support! Don't take it to heart when I call you kid, haha."

Specially chosen, he said. Maybe I have unnecessary anxiety sometimes. Dinner at Gilbert's house, I'm looking forward to it! Okay, no I'm gonna chicken out- no I'm already here! Come on Matthew! Grow some pokeballs don't hesitate!

Yay update! Review if you want a speedy update. We're getting some back story on Gilbert! Not really back story… more like weird parts of his past… for example: Gilbert committed theft at the white house! XD