Of Kings and Queens

7-Elysium

Chapter 7

"C'mon Mattie! Wake up! It's 7:30 am and I have a whole day planned out for us! First we need to go jogging up the hills here, gotta get in shape for that hockey game bro, and then we can go to Denny's and pig out, then hit the gym. After that, we can go to the mall and buy new clothes, and see a movie by 3:30! Then we can go to that fancy Japanese restaurant down the street, eat, and you can practice at the small rink here!"

Matthew groaned at the man jumping up and down next to him. Saturdays were for sleeping. Not for loud noises and sunlight.

"Alfred, that's very kind of you to plan my days out, like you have for years, but no. I already made plans with Gilbert, sorry."

"Well I can come with you two as a chaperone!"

"Alfred..." Matthew looked around the room and shut the door. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I didn't come to LA to hangout with you..."

"Oh, you came to train right?! Alright bro, let's go!" Alfred yelled and pumped a fist into the air. "We can get pumped in no time, get you ready for that game you big beauty!"

"Right, so about that game--"

Alfred smiled brightly as he brought out the small blue box he had offered Mattie yesterday. He eagerly shoved it towards Matthew with child-like glee to rival that of a five year old giving his mother a present on Mother's Day.

"Open it Mattie!"

"What is it for?..."

"Well," Alfred reached up and scratched his hair. "Nothing really, just sorta an 'I love you bro.' Kinda gift. Don't make me get all mushy, just open it already."

Alfred watched as Matthew slowly opened the tightly wrapped gift. The silver wrapping paper cradled a small hockey puck.

"What's this?"

"Turn it over!" Alfred instructed, smiling from ear to ear like an excited puppy.

Matthew did slowly, Alfred watching with eagerness.

"I-is this?"

"It is." Alfred smirked.

"How did you get- he-"

"Us actors have our ways."

Matthew let out a shrill shriek and cradled the puck to his chest.

"Alfred! I don't know what to say!"

"How about thank you, my lovely big brother!"

"Thank you my lovely big headed brother!" Matthew squeezed Alfred into a tight hug.

Alfred playfully hit his twin's shoulder. "Hey, that's not nice you big moose."

Matthew laughed and let go ,staring at the signed hockey puck, signed by the one of the NHL's hockey legends, Gordie Howe, who had died earlier that year.

Alfred was ecstatic to give Matt the puck he had signed months ago. He originally got it for Matt's birthday, but couldn't give it to him due to the drug charges...

That was fun birthday brotherly bonding.

Of course, that's when Gilbert entered the room dressed in a simple white dress shirt and black slacks. "You guys ready to go shopping?"

Alfred gave Matthew a sideways glance. "I thought you said you two were busy..."

Matthew froze like a deer caught in headlights as he glared at Gilbert. "We were, things changed apparently. I'll go get ready, I'm sure Gilbert has something he would like to discuss with you." He coughed and walked out the door and into the hallway, towards the bathroom.