Matthew POV

I have a friend, A real friend. I probably sound pathetic, But never thought I would have one, Seeing as no one likes me. I am genuinely shocked at how easily it happened. I must be acting strange because Papa confronted me one night.I was laying in my room, dying of boredom, when he walked in. "Mon Cher, Why have you been acting strangely?" I blinked innocently at him. "What ever do you mean Papa?" He gave one of those 'Really?' Looks. "I'm not stupid, Mathieu." I felt my face heat up. "Well, I-I made a friend earlier." He laughed his weird, Pervert laugh. "Why are you acting like you have a crush?" I flailed my arms pathetically. "No! I don't I swear!" He laughed again. "Of course you don't." He said sarcastically and patted my head. I swatted his hand away playfully. "Non! I don't!" I blushed. He smiled in a more fatherly way. "Who is it?" I sighed. "I really don't have a crush on him... But his name is Gilbert Beilschmidt." He smiled. "Well, You should invite him over soon." and then he left. Left me laying there, staring at my ceiling wondering to myself. 'Do I have a crush on him?' I mean, He was definitely Good looking, With striking red eyes, Silvery hair, and his almost constant cocky grin. He had a huge ego, but that was nothing on his could be perverted and silly but was still capable of calm, professional behavior, and though he acted stupid, he was , I sat there thinking to myself. 'how could I not?'

Gilbert POV

I have been hanging around with Birdie out of habit and before I knew it a month had passed, and he was teaching me about how Americans celebrate Halloween. I loved the sound of it. Candy, Costumes and most of all, Parties! It was a truly awesome have been talking about alot of costumes lately. He is thinking a Mounted Officer or a polar bear. whereas I was thinking A king, or a Military officer. Though Birdie thinks I should be a vampire, CuI'm albino but I think that it's un-original, But maybe.

I was thinking this over in my room when mein Bruder, Ludwig came in. "Gilbert? Are you okay? I just am used to having to bail you out of trouble by now." I looked at him. "What the hell do you mean West?" He stared at my face, seemed to study it then inhaled sharply. "Bruder, I want a short, Honest answer. Who is it?" I blanched. How the hell did he figure it out that fast? "I have no clue what yo-" He interrupted me. "Don't give me that ScheiBe, Gilbert." Sometimes he made me feel younger. I sighed,defeated. "His name is Matthew though his pet name from me is Birdie...I can't stop thinking about him Bruder..." I said looking at my feet. He looked at me. "See? That wasn't so hard, I only wanted to know. Whoever he is. He has improved your behavior. For that, I am grateful." I Exhaled,suddenly exhausted. "Ugh, West, Get out so I acn get my beauty sleep, Not that I NEED it." I got up, Spun him around and pushed him out the I laid down and fell into a sleep full of dreams of a certain blonde haired Canadian boy.