HELLO MY LOVELY BUTTERCUPS! I know it's been a hot sec since I last posted, but... Actually, never mind, I don't even really have an excuse. I just got distracted by girls and fanfiction... And school, I guess.
Inner Kiwi: Glad to see that you have your priorities straight.
Me: That's all I have that's straight.
Inner Kiwi: You're awful.
I know! Also, sorry if Mattie seems a little OOC, but I have a headcanon that Matthew is secretly a sassy little bastard with the people he's comfortable with. Plus, with Ivan gone, I feel he'd be a bit less timid. Anyvay, on with the show!
As Gilbert pulled out of the bus station parking lot, Matthew finally asked the question tha had been plaguing his mind since he saw the other boy pull up. "So, what's up with the new car?"
Gilbert glanced over at him, a semi-frightening grin stretching across his face. "My mom and step-dad bought me this car for a grading present," He answered, causing Matthew's eyes to nearly bug out. The most he had ever gotten for grading was an MP3 player when he was 8. "Gotta love parents who trying to buy your affection, huh?"
"Maple, they must be pretty well-off to afford buying you guys a house and a car. Is your step-dad a mafia don or something?" Matthew asked, only semi-joking.
"Nah, but if you believe the rumors, Feli and Lovi's dad is. My step-dad is just some big shot anesthesiologist who happens to not want me and Luddy around so he can ravish my mutti on every available surface," Gilbert's face screwed up in disgust as he said the last sentence, and Matthew felt equally grossed out.
"Okay then. So what happened to your old car?" The Canadian asked.
"Ludwig has it. He's driving it all Summer," Gil responded, stopping at a red light. Matthew's eyebrows shot up.
"Wow, I didn't think Ludwig would enjoy driving something so... flashy."
Gilbert's grin reappeared with a vengeance. "He wouldn't, under normal circumstances, but I made a deal with him; He drives the Awesome Mobile everywhere for the Summer, and I give him this car."
Matthew still felt a little confused. "Why would he want this car? I don't really see him as an avid Mean Girls fan."
"He isn't," Gil agreed as they pulled onto his street. "But Feli is. He absolutely adores the movie, and Luddy absolutely adores making the little Italienisch happy."
"Awww, that's so sweet," Matthew cooed, smiling softly.
"Yeah, it is. I would have just given him the car, but unfortunately, my big brother instincts wouldn't let me pass up the chance to mess with my little bro," Gilbert said as he backed into his driveway. Matthew rolled his eyes.
"You're such a hoser," He teased, punching the albino's arm lightly. Gilbert mock-winced, putting the car into park and unbuckling his seatbelt.
"You wound me, Birdie, you really do."
The pair got out of the car, grabbing Matthew's bags from the back seat of Gil's car. Matthew bumped his hips into Gil's as they made their way to the front door. Gil shot him a faux-offended glare. The Prussian dug into his pocket, retrieving his keys and shoving the correct one into the lock. Matthew followed him in, slipping off his shoes as they his friend led the way into the dark living room. Matthew's eyebrows drew together in confusion.
"Why are we-"
"SURPRISE!" The lights were flicked on, revealing the whole gang, all with giant grins on their faces. After processing that, he took in the room. The coffee table was laden down with a plethora of food, from a mixing bowl full of french fries to a giant pound cake covered in chocolate icing with the words 'Welcome Back, Mattie' written in looping cursive in top top. Balloons were suspended from the ceiling and stuck to the walls and gathered at his friends' feet. His face grew into a big grin.
"Guys, this is so sweet of you, thanks," Matthew said softly. Feli bounded forward and threw his arms around Matthew's neck, pulling him into a bone crushing hug.
"We missed you so much, Matteo! It's stupendo to see you again!" The little Italian cried. Matthew's cheeks heated up and he shyly returned the hug.
"I missed you too, Feli. Moncton wasn't nearly as interesting as here,"It was the truth. No matter how much he called, Skyped, messaged and, in the case of Lovino, Feli and Lili, visited his friends, it wasn't the same as being back for good.
Feli released him, and Lili stepped up to his side, looping her arm through his and giving him a hesitant smile. Matthew smiled back warmly. He could tell that she still blamed herself a little for what had happened with Ivan, despite the fact that everyone had forgiven her for with-holding the truth. No matter how many times Matthew reassured her over the phone and in person that he didn't blame her, he suspected that she'd be blaming herself for some time to come.
"So, what's been up since I've been gone?" Matthew asked. Although he'd kept in contact with his friends, he wanted a more in depth picture of what had been going on. Lovino shook his head, plopping down on a couch and glaring at the Canadian.
"Like Hell, Maple Bastard. We aren't saying shit until you give us a play-by-play of what you've been up to," Matthew rolled his eyes, but didn't take the harshness to heart. Surprisingly, he and the Italian had really connected after their cuddling session all those months ago. Matthew found his coarse language and sour disposition charming and funny. Other than Gilbert, he and Lili were probably his closest friends.
Matthew let Lili lead him over to the couch, sandwiched in between her and Lovino, with Arthur and Feli leaning against the arm rests on the floor. eveyone else piled into chairs and seats to listen. As Matthew told his stories, everyone munched away on cake and snacks. Eventually, they had moved on to what everyone else had doing, from Feliks and Toris' hilarious shopping trip to Vash winning gold at the National Range Competion. Their afternoon passed peacefully and contentedly, and Matthew knew that here, in the warm glow of good friends and good conversation, is where he belongs.
GAHHHH! I'M SORRY THAT THIS IS HELLA LATE! I meant to start it weeks ago, but I got caught up in break up issues and school work and procrastination. Worry not, though, my little peppermints! The next chapter WILL be up before on on the 30th, for the one-year anniversary of this fanfiction. God, I've come so far!
Inner Kiwi: Not really. You're still the mega shitty writer who is so insecure she made up an inner voice to critisize her.
BACK IN YOUR HOLE! Anyway, thank you guys! This is Kiwi, signing out!
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