After their tragic, untimely death, rivals Francis Bonnefoy and Arthur Kirkland are trapped following their little brothers around.
Life as a ghost is emotionally jarring, as they soon discover, and it's driving them together in a way nothing ever...
"Who's this?!" Matthew stumbled out of the living room when Alfred came home, grinning at Kiku who stepped toward Alfred in fear. "Maaaaaaaatttttie. Come back to meeeeee!" Gilbert whined from the couch, mouth stuck out in a pout. "In a second." Matthew insisted. "This is my friend from school? I saw him at the mall and now he's gonna stay the night..." "Ooooh! Sleepover party!" Matthew clapped excitedly. He ran to Gilbert, hopping on his lap. "Let's invite Antonio and Lovino!" "No. Guys. Come on." Alfred objected, glancing at Kiku who looked pale. "Oh! Und Ivan!" Gilbert jumped in. "Und mein bruder!" "Lars might come...I doubt it but..." "Ja!" "No. Guys seriously!" Alfred objected. "Where is everybody gonna sleep?" "On the living room floor." Matthew answered innocently. "Come on. We haven't had a party like this since Francis's birthday." "That's not true. On my birthday I invited everybody over to watch me pour all of Arthur's tea down the sink!" "That was ages ago Alfie." Matthew rolled his eyes and reached for his cell phone. "I'm calling everybody." Alfred huffed and stormed off up the stairs. Kiku looked around in confusion before following. "Vhat's crawling around in his asshole?" Gilbert asked, wrapping his arms around Matthew's waist and dropping his head onto his shoulder. "I dunno." Matthew answered as he typed away on his phone. Ivan was the first to arrive. He was carrying something in his arms. "My little sister lent me this." He handed it to Matthew who gaped at it. "A ouija board?" "Da. I thought it would be fun to play with later." Ivan smiled. Matthew nodded. "Sounds fun." "I can't believe you managed to drag me along. There better be freaking pizza." Lovino stumbled in, pulled along by a grinning Spaniard. "Hola!" Antonio ran over to Gilbert, leaving Lovino with the Russian and the Canadian. "Bonjour! I'm 'ere!" A feminine voice squeaked as Lars's little sister Bella stepped in. "My big bruzer couldn't make it but I can make us waffles in zhe morning!" "Bella, you're a saint!" Matthew stepped forward and hugged his old friend tightly. "Fratello? What are you doing here?" Lovino gasped as Feliciano and Ludwig walked in. "We came to party!" "Are Jou sure Jou didn't come to have party sex in zhe back room?" Gilbert teased, poking his brother in the side. "Ja. I'm sure." Ludwig rolled his eyes. "Good. Cuz zhat room is for me und Mattie." Matthew choked on his own spit. "What now?!" "Kesesesese~ I'm kidding, birdie." Gilbert smirked. "Ve'll be using jour bedroom." Matthew covered his face and stepped into the living room to hide his blush. He wasn't used to being so open about his relationship with Gilbert. "Oh, Gil. Why do you 'ave to toy wizh my baby so much." Francis sighed. Arthur stepped up behind him, shaking his head. "I was going to talk with you tonight...but it looks like that'll have to wait." "Why? It's not like anybody will 'ear us." "I know. But these boys have never thrown a party without me around. I need to make sure they'll be okay." Arthur floated off into the party scene, leaving Francis to watch it all go down.
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