Canadian Coffee Mishaps and other Strange Happenings

Departure

In the morning, Francis and Matthew were up enjoying a cup of coffee before they had to pack up and leave. They would get back to Toronto 7 hours behind, but they were going to leave at about noon, just to get out of their hair. Matthew was planning on taking Gilbert to a large Ferris Wheel he didn't exactly know the name of to look at the view and have a sappy moment. He was all into those. He would have never thought of anything like this happening to him when he was an unsucsessful drunk living in his brother's basement. Now Matt was thinking about him moving in. If he could find a job.

It's not like he hated to work. He liked it, but it was hard to find a job. When summer and spring came alone, he wanted to get a job at a farm and help with all the work there. 

"I like Gilbert. He can be a flirt and perverted but just like your old frére, non?"

The Canadian rolled his eyes. Yeah, they were too much alike in his opinion. Nodding finally, he took a small sip and closed his eyes.

"Sadly you two get along. Mom likes him too. I don't know Papa, do you think we have a chance together?

Francis thought for a moment, and smirked. "Well, Arthur and I fight all the time, yeah? We know what's too much, too. If you put hard work into it, there's no doubt you guys will be together for a long time. But... What kind of flowers do you want at the wedding?"

Matthew almost spit out his coffee, "Dad! That's not-..."

"I want roses. Maybe daises. Not sure yet. I do know I want Matt in a dress though." Gilbert walked down the stairs. He had heard some of the conversation, but not much. Grabbing a mug himself, he made himself a cup as the Canadian was trying to gather something to say.

"You just can't!-... I mean... Gilbert!" Huffing, he crossed his arms and went over to give him the stink eye. He hated him so much sometimes. Francis was too busy laughing and eyeing them both up.

Gilbert had hickeys everywhere. Some where on his collar and the sides of his neck, but more were probably down his chest. Down inside, he was proud and relished the fact that his son probably topped him.

Fuck yeah.

"So boys.. Have fun last night?"

Gilbert nodded feverishly, "Heck yeah! I can't walk right but still! It was the best!" Matthew blushed in embarrassment, mumbling a small sorry in apology. Being rough wasn't his intention, but then again the "plan" he had made actually didn't work as he had hoped; which was him topping his boyfriend and not the other way around.

"Who topped?" Francis already knew.

"...Me."

"Good job! I'm prouder than the time you swore at your brother," Francis exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

Matthew threw his cup in the sink, returning to the side of Gilbert who lazily wrapped and arm around him. Comfortable, he leaned into his side and whispered in his ear what time they would be leaving. 

"So soon?" He still wanted to spend some time with his father(s) and his brother. Plus Natalya and Alfred weren't up quite yet. They all had no clue of the news they would be receiving. 

In two days from then, she would be taking a test. And, it would be positive. Alfred had no clue at this moment, but would be really damn happy when he found out. That was his best Christmas present, even if it was late.

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"I'm gonna really miss you guys!" Matthew wrapped his arms around Francis, then Arthur. They drove them to the airport so they could leave by noon. They were in kind of a rush to pack, because by the time they were done, it was 11:30. It was perfect for them to drive back into London. 

"It was nice to meet you guys!" Gilbert was honestly sincere about it, because with his crazy family, he felt at home and like he belonged to something more and bigger than his conservative German home he grew up with. Since his parents died when he was little, it was like having a family again. People caring, fathers, (even if there were two of them.) and even more brothers. He really hoped staying with Matthew was going to be a long term thing. 

"You too, Gilbert. Hopefully we'll see you more," Arthur made a wink at Matthew, but the only two who caught it was Francis and the albino grabbing his boyfriend's bags like a gentleman. 

"C'mon honey." Gilbert placed a hand on the small of his back and guided him towards the metal detectors. With one last glance, they were gone, back off to Toronto for the New Year. 

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Back at the home on December 28th....

"Alfred! Come here!" Natalya was on the verge of tears in the bathroom, and by the time her fiance was by the door, she was sobbing in her hands. Was it another bust? Was the test negative again? 

Concerned, he kneeled in front of her and removed her hands away from her face, one holding a test he couldn't see from where he was. Wiping her tears away, she sniffed and showed it to him.

"I-I found the one in my purse.. A-and I took it after all that last night and.. and.."

"Spit it out Nat!"

"I'm having a baby!!"

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I tried to get this out before Christmas for you guys but that didn't happen. Natalya is gonna be pregnant for her wedding unless she loses the baby or something.. Don't know. I'm evil but not t h a t evil. So I hope you enjoyed this long awaited chapter, even if it was rushed in my study hall! Next chapter teaser title: Ferris Wheel.