Saturday P.M.
(12:59) Birdie do you like rap.
(1:04) No not really.
(1:05) WHAT A SHAME.
(1:06) What?
(1:07) THE POOR GROOMS BRIDE IS A WHORE
(1:08) Literally what.
(1:09) THE POOR GROOMS BIRDIE IS A WHORE
(1:10) LITERALLY WHAT!?
(1:11) Birdie. Seriously?
(1:12) Yes Gil, seriously.
(1:13) I just…
(1:14) Dont talk to me.
(1:15) What?!
Monday P.M.
(5:23) BIRDIE THINK OF THE MOST EMBARRASSING SECRET YOUVE NEVER TOLD ANYONE AND TELL ME NOW GO
(5:25) WHEN I WAS SIXTEEN I DROVE ALFRED TO THE DOCTORS OFFICE IN ARTHURS CAR AND I ACCIDENTALLY PEED MY PANTS AND BLAMED IT ON ALFRED AND ALFRED GOT THE SILENT TREATMENT FOR THREE MONTHS BUT I FELT BAD
(5:26) Pfffffft
(5:27) What about you?
(5:28) I read Dork Diaries. And cry over Big Hero 6. And watch Teen Wolf.
(5:30) NO WAIT WHEN I WAS TWELVE AND LUDDY WAS LIKE EIGHT I PEED THE BED AND BLAMED IT ON LUDDY AND HE WAS MAD AT ME SO HE DECIDED TO SWITCH ALL MY UNDERWEAR FOR PINK FRILLY PANTIES AND FOR TWO WHOLE SCHOOL YEARS I WORE PANTIES TO SCHOOL WITHOUT ANYBODY KNOWING
(5:31) That's funny and all
(5:31) But
(5:32) Where the hell did Ludwig get frilly pink panties
(5:33) Where wouldnt he get frilly pink panties?
(5:34) I just….Nevermind.
(5:35) Why suddenly asking about embarrassing things?
(5:36) Its a great conversation start, isnt it?
(5:37) I suppose it is….
(5:38) Plus embarrassing stories make me feel better about myself slightly until I remind myself I have many embarrassing stories
(5:39) Would you tell them to me? I need a good laugh right about now.
(5:40) Why whats wrong?
(5:41) Nothing, it's just been a very long day…..Heh….
(5:42) I have an embarrassing story about Luddy
(5:44) He believed in Santa Claus until he was fifteen and he saw my grandfather dressed as Santa Claus putting presents under our tree and he had a total meltdown and it was probably one of the best things Ive ever seen because it was so damn CUTE
(5:45) That's not funny, that's just slightly creepy.
(5:46) Nah not creepy.
(5:47) Ok maybe just a little creepy.
(5:48) When I was eight I wished my nipples would be long enough to touch the buttons on the TV so I didn't have to get up to turn it on and off.
(5:49) WHAT THE FUCK
(5:50) If it makes you feel better, Alfred wished his peen was replaced with an extra arm so he could have another arm to hold stuff when he was eleven.
(5:51) LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK
(5:52) AND WHEN WE WERE TWELVE WE THOUGHT SEX WAS EATING SO EVERY TIME WE WERE HUNGRY WE SAID WE WANTED TO SEX
(5:53) Ok that one is funny
(5:54) BUT WHAT THE FUCK A PEEN ARM AND LONG NIPPLES JESUS LORD ALMIGHTY
(5:55) But when Alfred was seventeen he did the do for the first time with Arthur and thought he was pregnant
(5:56) WHAT KIND OF SEX EDUCATION DID YOU NORTH AMERICANS HAVE
(5:58) We moved here when we were like fourteen, we'd already had sex education in America but here they're kinda teaching us a different story. We've had a rough sex education.
(5:59) obvIOUSLY
(6:00) IM DYING BUT LITERALLY WTF
(6:02) WELL FROM AGES SEVEN TO TEN I RAN AROUND THE HOUSE NAKED ALL THE TIME BECAUSE NOBODY WAS EVER REALLY HOME AND NOBODY COULD TELL ME WHAT TO DO
(6:04) That sounds like something Alfred would do.
(6:05) Embarrassing childhood stories are the best.
(6:07) No wait Birdie
(6:08) When I was nine someone told me prostitue was someone who sold ice cream so I told everyone for two years I wanted to be a prostitute and NOBODY FUCKING CORRECTED ME
(6:09) MON DIEU OKAY I JUST STARTED LAUGHING I'M SORRY GIL
(6:10) Im going to die of laughter because Im still laughing at the pregnant thing
(6:12) Gtg Birdie. Love ya best friiieeeennnndd~!
(6:13) Heheh! Same to you!
(7:32) MATTIE I'M BORED!
(7:33) Hello Bored, I'm Mattie.
(7:34) Shut the fuck up this is not the time for shitty dad jokes ._.
(7:35) Aren't you watching a movie with Arthur right now?
(7:36) Mattie its boring af plz save me ;-;
(7:37) Nah.
(7:38) Fine i'll tell gilbert you like him :D
(7:39) FINE YOU FUCKING BRAT YOU BETTER HAVE YOUR JACKET ON BY THE TIME I CALL YOU TO TELL YOU THERE'S BEEN AN AVALANCHE IN THE BACKYARD
(7:40) Life saver thank u mattie bro :DDDDD
Tuesday A.M.
(3:28) Do pigeons have feelings
(3:29) GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP. NOW.
Wednesday P.M.
(7:19) Birdie…..Friday is drawing closer.
(7:20) I know, right!
(7:21) Im anticipating it! I cant wait to meet you, finally!
(7:22) We haven't talked about it before, so tell me, what's the festival like?
(7:23) Loud. And shiny. And cold.
(7:24) .-.
(7:25) Well anyways, I can't wait to meet you, finally! Your life seems so very interesting….Heh….And you're very interesting….So it'd be cool to see you in real life, you know?
(7:26) Anyone would be dying to see my awesomeness, Birdie.
(7:27) But I cant wait to meet you either! I wanna see if youre as adorable and hesitant as your here!
(7:28) Hesitant!? I told you my nipple secret without a second thought!
(7:29) Can we take that memory and flush it down the toilet please because the nipple story concerns me
(7:30) The toilet concerns me, Gil.
(7:31) With the things you've been flushing down it.
(7:32) Do you ever stop and realize our friendship has formed from toilets?
(7:33) Yes.
(7:34) Its a beautiful and special friendship we have, Birdie.
(7:35) Heh, I know!
(7:37) How are Antonio and Francis?
(7:38) Splendid. Fantastic. Swell.
(7:39) I've got the oddest feeling they are not splendid, fantastic, or swell.
(7:40) No, but they are sorta depressed.
(7:41) Why?
(7:42) Ehhhh, because Im going out in public either know they dont want me to.
(7:43) Why!?
(7:44) Its a long story Birdie, a really, really long story. A story I would rather not tell. None of us want to tell, really.
(7:45) Well, I hope they do let you come….
(7:46) I dont need their fucking permission, I can go wherever the hell I want!
(7:47) Yeah okay…
(7:52) This silence is awkward.
(7:53) Birdie, this is gonna be strange, but there's a movie showing this Friday. Would you like to come watch it with me after we meet at the festival?
(7:54) Yeah sure, what movie is it?
(7:55) Mockingjay.
(7:56) Well I wanted to see that anyways, so it all works out, yeah?
(7:57) In fact, I think Arthur and Alfred are going to go see that movie too on Friday!
(7:58) What really? Luddy and Feli are going there too!
(7:59) Its like a triple date! Only you and I arent a couple and they are!
(8:00) Double-and-a-half date?
(8:01) Mon dieu, what?
(8:02) I dont know Birdie, Im just excited. Thats all I know.
(8:03) The day is approaching closer with each and every minute….
(8:04) It'll be nice to finally meet you! :)
(8:05) You too, Birdie….You too…. :)
Thursday A.M.
(8:54) Mon cher, is there any way you can change your mind? We regret asking you to come with us!
(8:55) Why, Im not gonna fuck everything up.
(8:56) you probably will just sayin (✿◠‿◠)
(8:57) Shut up Toni
(8:58) Shut up Toni.
(8:59) Gil, if you really insist into going in town after all that, that's fine. Just think of how you might be, okay?
(9:00) Im fucking fine, ok? Besides, Ill be meeting my Birdie there!
(9:01) Yes just try not to take his virginity, mmkay?
(9:02) What
(9:03) dont do the frick frack before you snick snack gil ✌.ʕʘ‿ʘʔ.✌
(9:04) What the fuck
(9:08) I'm excited. You?
(9:10) Nervous, yeah.
(9:11) Why? We've told each other lots of things, we should be comfortable with one another by now.
(9:12) What if Im not what you expected though? What if you actually dont like me?
(9:13) Gil, I'm absolutely positive that when we meet tomorrow, I'm going to like you. So you don't worry. Okay? :)
(9:14) Well that makes me feel a lot more awesome…Thanks, Birdie.
(9:15) No problem Gil.
(9:16) Also, when and where exactly will we be meeting up?
(9:17) Near Big Ben around seven. Look for the guy in the obnoxiously bright pink scarf.
(9:18) O….Okay then.
Friday.
The air was cold, and there was a Christmas-like feeling to the air. Matthew tugged his jacket a little tighter around himself, walking through the crowd of talking Brits, enjoying the festivities. The Canadian teen was seeking someone very important to him, someone he was meeting for the first time in person, today.
The hours leading up to this moment had been tense with anticipation, Matthew nervously running his hands along his pants to wipe his palms of sweat. Alfred had teased him, calling him 'lovesick', but in actuality, Matthew was worried. What if he didn't meet up to Gilbert's expectations? What if Gilbert decided he didn't like him? What if Gilbert thought he was too boring?
Many questions like these arose, but Matthew always pushed them back so he wouldn't have to think about it. Gilbert was going to like him, and he was going to like Gilbert. It was simple as that.
Approaching the clock tower was no problem at all, but it was searching for his new friend that made it nearly impossible. His indigo-colored eyes scanned the crowd, looking for, as Gilbert said, a guy in an obnoxiously bright pink scarf.
Matthew didn't have to search for long-standing across the street was a guy with his back turned, a black jacket wrapped around him and a neon pink scarf around his neck. Matthew waited for a car to pass before rushing down the street, pushing his glasses up his nose as they had begun to slide down his face.
Coming to a halt near the guy, Matthew huffed out a "G-Gilbert?" and when the guy turned, Matthew knew it was him.
He was what he described himself as-white, silver-ish hair that was untamed and stuck up in various places. Strangely-colored eyes that seemed like a fuchsia pink and a deep red color together. White, white skin so white it made the light dustings of snow look gray. He was a little shorter than Matthew expected, only a few inches taller than him (for some reason, he had been expecting a towering giant) but nonetheless, when the guy asked, "Birdie?" Matthew knew for sure it was him.
Matthew nodded, smiling, heartbeat racing. It was surreal. Talking to a close friend with no face for only a few weeks and falling in love with them, then meeting them for the first time, felt like a dream. Gilbert stared at him in shock, and that terrifying thought occurred once again that maybe, maybe he didn't meet Gilbert's expectations at all. Just maybe-
But then he felt gloved hands gripping his cheeks tightly, a wicked smirk gracing Gilbert's face but a good-humored glint in his eyes as he shouted,
"Oh my god! You are adorable!"