Wrong things (Matthew x reader)

Chapter 2: Tired Spells

You went downstairs and stalled a little bit as you rummaged through your bag.

"You looking for something?" Matthew asked sitting down next to you, pocket knife in hand.

"Thank you, I was looking for that." You smiled.

"Completely honest it isn't the same one, Sam stepped on the other one and it broke, so I made a replica with my magic." He explained with a light chuckle.

"Thank you." You mumbled awkwardly. "It makes me feel just a little safer.... Your magic? What ability do you have?"

"Oh! I can make things!" He smiled. "I used it all the time for my mother, it helped distract her from her place in the castle, I'd make stuffed animals like so-"

When he opened his hands the cutest demonic rabbit with a knife appeared. "Aww." You picked it up gently and looked at it.

"Ah! What the fuck is wrong with it?! They never looked like that before, something must be wrong, give it back, I'll make you a new one." He said putting his hand out.

"No, it's mine, you can't have it!" You said now running around, through the dining hall and around the house, out the kitchen and back into the house and all the way upstairs.

"No! It's so creepy! Please give it back!" He shouted.

"Absolutely not, it's perfect and I love it!!" You yelled back. You were cornered soon later though, no escape was possible.

"Give it back." He said going to reach for it. You had the brilliant idea of putting it in your bra however and he just looked at you baffled and then offended. "That just isn't fair!"

"It is mine, you can't have it, you made it for me, it's mine." You pouted. You heard a laugh and then the rabbit loved from your bra up to your shoulder. "It's alive, I wish I knew that before I put it in my bra."

"I probably could have mentioned that happens with some of them." He blinked. "Okay, well if you won't give it back what are you gonna name it?"

"What would you name it?" You asked.

"Simon." He blinked. "And then it can have your last name, we aren't fond of our father so we don't use ours."

"Okay!" You smiled nuzzling it against your cheek. It lightly poked you with the knife. "Good thing that is blunt."

"HEY COME GET DINNER YOU TWO!" Sam screamed up the stairs. Your face flushed lightly and you quickly made your way to eat. Matthew took his time though, being the last to sit at the table.

"Smug little jerk." Sam growled.

You sat next to Matthew and put Simon on the table.

"Did Matthew make that? That's an abnormal creation for Matthew." James chuckled.

"She refused to return it." Matthew mumbled through the food in his mouth.

"Everything about Matthew has been a little abnormal since the attack don't you think?" Erik asked.

"Since before the attack-" you watched Matthew visibly flinch a little bit as Damien begun to speak, Damien shut up quick.