Matthew sped home. He was lucky he didn't get caught by the police. He pulled up in the driveway, killed the engine, and locked his car. The house looked dark…maybe they went to bed. He grabs his house key and quietly opened the door. He tried to make sure that the heavy door wouldn't make a sound but of course there was a 'creak' sound. All the lights were off…they probably forgot about Matthew again. He was happy that no one noticed him this time, he didn't want to deal with Arthur's lecture.
Matthew put his keys down and went to the kitchen to get some water. When he opened the fridge the lights turned on and Matthew groaned. Standing behind him was a clearly angry Arthur, clad in bunny pajamas, and a worried Francis, clad in French boxers and a white shirt.
"Where the hell have you been Matthew Kirkland-Bonnefoy?! Do you have any idea what time it is? I thought you were with your father, but could you guess how shocked to find out you had been running about at all hours of the night! I mean, honestly Matthew, you have school tomorrow! I know it's your last weeks and you graduate in less than a month but that doesn't mean you get to miss school! You probably have tests, and you know how tired you get! I expect this from Alfred, but certainly not from you!" Arthur yells at Matthew as Francis just wraps Matthew in a hug.
"Matthew, mon petit Matthew, please let me know where you're going next time. Where were you?" Francis asked softly. Matthew knew this was a loaded question…if he admitted the truth he could get in trouble…but if he said he just went for a ride his parents would take away his car.
'nothing good comes from lying anyway…' Matthew thought solemnly.
"So I went to this casino downtown. They let me in, and yes, I played a few games of blackjack, but I didn't bet papa. I swear." Matthew says hoping his parents wouldn't be mad.
"I am disappointed Matthew…. you didn't place any bets! You could have made a lot of money!" Francis whines out. Arthur hit the back of Francis' head.
"No Matthew had the right idea, if they caught him being underage playing, he could have gotten arrested… especially since I know he would have made over 4 grand easily." Arthur says smartly.
"Get to bed. Don't leave without telling us! Besides your uncle Allistor is coming to visit tomorrow evening so no one is going anywhere tomorrow." Francis says. It was now Arthur's turn to groan. He didn't have the best relationship with his brother.
Matthew nodded. He knew that if uncle Allistor was coming there was mafia business to attend to. He never came over unless he needed to inform them of something that was happening. Matthew knew that his uncle Allistor is a mafia boss, but he makes sure everything runs in order. No one messes with him. Not the police, government, rivals. He could make sure you disappeared off the face of the earth, with no one remembering what you looked like, much less your name.
Matthew rushed upstairs and to his room and got ready for bed, when he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." He says not facing the door. He was looking in his closet. His room was pretty big, there wasn't much in it besides a bed, a desk and he shared a bathroom with his brother. So, it shock when he saw Alfred standing at his door.
"Al, you could have used the bathroom door to get in here." Matthew says as he finished getting ready for bed. He could see through the shared bathroom, that his room was much cleaner than Alfred…you could actually see the floor in his room whereas Alfred's room was littered with dirty laundry.
"Why did you come home late?" Alfred asks annoyed. Matt gave him a 'give it a rest' look.
"I already got a lecture from Arthur and Francis I don't need one from you two. I was playing some blackjack and lost track of time mom." Matthew says sarcastically to Alfred. Alfred looked seriously at Matthew.
"You know uncle Allistor is coming, tomorrow right?" Alfred says. Matthew nods.
"I was informed when I walked in late…" Matthew says.
"do you know what he wants?" Matthew asks his brother. Alfred shook his head. They don't know much about their uncle, they have only met him during holidays…which always ended with a shouting match between Allistor and Arthur…but then they make up. They know he is tall, him and their uncle Dylan have bright red hair. They don't look anything like Arthur, who was…scrawny and blonde. According to what Alfred and Matthew heard (eavesdropped) Arthur was given to Francis in exchange for more land and power….and Arthur wasn't happy about that, they assumed. They figured that's why Arthur was so mad at their uncle.
"Probably something to do with the mafia…" Alfred said.
"No shit, Sherlock." Matthew said. Alfred joined the family business when he graduated last year, but ever since Matthew had felt that Alfred has gotten distant. Alfred shrugged.
"Good night bro." He says as he walks out of his room. Matthew shrugged and fell asleep.
Alfred knew the reason that his uncle was coming. He probably had another job for Arthur and him. The past year, he hadn't been able to tell Matthew that he had been a hit man for his uncle or that their father also came with him. That they killed people. Well like…Matthew knew his family killed people but Alfred didn't want to tell Matthew that he killed too.
Alfred walked into his room, it was dark red, his guns were hidden away. Alfred knew he needed to clean his room, he almost tripped over a shirt. Luckily, he just landed on the bed, he looked to the side and saw a small action figure of captain America.
"I wanted to be a hero." He says softly as sleep overcame him.
Too soon it was morning. Alfred woke up late, it was almost 10!
'crap! The restaurant!' He thought. He needed to get to the bar…he got up and dressed. Arthur was waiting downstairs in his uniform.
"Could you be anymore late?" Arthur asks and ushers him to the car as they drove to the restaurant. Arthur was the one who opened. Francis started getting some food out and ready to prepare. Arthur made sure that everything looked orderly, as Alfred wiped down tables and cleaned the restrooms. Soon they were open, and it was already lunch.
'so much for a lunch break.' Alfred thought as he went to a table, that had six people, put on a smile and said
"Welcome to L'expérience française, My name is Alfred and I will be your server today…"
Soon the day turned to night. Matthew arrived at around 5 pm, after his hockey practice. They closed the restaurant at around 7 and the bar would be closed tonight due to Allistor coming to visit.
Arthur was not very pleased his brothers was coming to visit. No matter how old they get they always act like children, making fun of him and his eyebrows (for some unknown reason) anytime they got! Arthur had been cleaning down the bar, making sure everything was nice and neat, when Francis walked behind him and his hands wrapped around his waist.
"Don't worry mon amour…everything will be fine." He says gently kissing his neck…damn Francis! He knows he is sensitive there.
"If you behave…I promise…the reward will be well worth it." Francis says smirking as his hands trailed further south.
"WHY CAN'T YOU GUYS LEAVE IT IN THE BEDROOM LIKE NORMAL PARENTS?!" Alfred yells shielding Matthew's eyes.
"And in front of a child?! Have you no shame?!" Alfred says acting so offended. Matthew was mad.
"I am not a child!" He says angrily. Francis let out a laugh.
"non, I do not have shame." He says kissing Arthur passionately before pulling away leaving Arthur blushing in front of his kids.
"J-J-Just go get dressed! We are going out to eat with your uncles!" He says blushing bright red. They locked up restaurant as they left home. Alfred drove with Matthew and Arthur went with Francis.
"He is going to meet us at the house." Arthur says as he looks at his phone to see a message from Allistor. Francis nods.
When they got home, Allistor was already there talking to Matthew and Alfred. He was wearing a new suit and Dylan was in the car, obviously listening to music. Francis parked and Arthur got off the car. His brother had a smile on his face, but as his eyes met Arthurs, he knew right then and there this wasn't just for another hit mission. They told a different story. This wasn't going to be good.
To be continued….
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