A/N: So sorry I haven't updated in a while school and life have been really hectic for me the last week or so with progress reports coming up. Anyway I have the day to relax as well as tonight so im updating this and then the first chapter of my spn fanfic will be published as well as another fruk one shot i randomly got an idea for. Also I apologize for the screw up of the formatting on the last chapter. Its been fixed now and I promise I won't let it happen again. So apologies for any oocness, please be gentle with flames and enjoy! \(^u^)
A Little Fun Never Hurt
Chapter Two
Home?
Matthew….vhy does zhat name sound familiar?
"Wait Gilbert? Do you have a last name?"
…"Beilshcimdt..." I got up. "Stop acting like jou care." I said quietly as I pulled up my hood and turned to leave. "Cause jou don't and I'm not after pity."
"Wait you mean….do you not have a home little one?"
"To tell jou zhe truth...I don't even remember zhe meaning of home. But...vhatever it means...apparently its really nice…."
I turned and started to walk away in order to go hopefully find some scraps in a garbage bin to eat...damn the so called protectors of the street….if it weren't for them I could happily be eating a sandwich right about now.
"Hey..." I heard footsteps behind me. "Wait little one..."
I sped up a little only to run into none other than Arthur himself. Oh lovely...zhis must be mein birzday!
"Hey little one."
"Oi you little thieving rat put your hands up!"
"Nein! Adults are evil und mean und don't give a shit about vhether or not jou chose zhe life jou live! Und vhy zhe vould I listen to jou anyvay?!" I took off running at full speed but after a mere two minutes my I was already running out of steam. My vision was blurry. Just as I reached the next crosswalk my legs gave out and I hit the pavement hard...and somebody hit the suns light switch.
*time skip brought to you by Kumajiro*
Ugh...mein head….vhat zhe hell did I eat out of zhe bin last night? Did it have beer or somezhing in it?
My eyes opened slowly and I was greeted by a soft cream colored ceiling. As my eyes focused my nose suddenly smelled something delicious coming from a kitchen and my mouth watered. My stomach growled loudly and painfully as it almost literally reached out toward the kitchen. I clutched it and whimpered a little.
"Hey little one you're finally awake. My newest province hungry?"
He set down a big plate of pancakes and smiled. I dug in hungrily and it was delicious.
"You can stay with me by the way. No more living on the streets. No more from the cops. No more digging food out of trash cans or stealing. No more sleeping in dirty alleys. No more going for days on end with out showering. I want you to know what home means."