Guardianship Prologue

"A man wishes to adopt you."

Bright blue eyes blinked up at the lady before him, lifting his head from where he had been digging amongst toys, staring widely at her. After a few moments, he blinked before looking to his mirror's reflection- save for violet eyes, longer, wavier and paler blonde hair and a fairer complexion- and then shook his head, losing interest in the lady as he crouched down again, stubbornly continuing to shuffle through toys, blocks and books and puzzle pieces going flying behind him.

"Tell him no. I want Mattie to come with me or nuh-uh no deal," he spoke childishly, pausing in his mess making to frown and pout at the leftover bits of children's entertainment. "Are you sure it's here Mattie?" he asked his teary eyed twin, plopping himself down on the floor and wiggling onto his belly as he peaked under the couch.

"Alfred, now, now, give the man a chance—"

"I found him!"

The ladies words were cut off at Alfred's proud declaration, wiggling his way forward until he disappeared beneath the couch, squirming forward on his belly before his small hand grasped around a large and fluffy white foot. Shuffling backwards awkwardly, the young blonde squirmed out, his rear high in the air as he emerged before lifting his head up, blinking wide blue eyes at the change of light before he grinned. "I'm the hero Mattie! I found him!!"

Pulling out what was a bear almost the same size as himself, Alfred held it up high proudly, grinning like the world revolved around his smile rather than the sun; a bright, cheerful and carefree smile. "There you go! I told you I would find it for you! You can always trust me, because I'm the hero!" Alfred said proudly as he handed over the bear, standing up and putting his hands on his hips proudly, almost posing, as he grinned, waiting for his twin's response.

They'd spent hours simply looking for the missing polar bear plush…

The little child couldn't hardly stop the joy in his chest as he lunged forwards, grabbing the bear around it's fluffy waist and hugging it to his chest. His big brother was the best in the whole wide world! Matthew, now happy that he had the polar bear back in his arms, not really caring how something so big had gotten right the way under the coach, sat next to his big twin brother, his hand clutching onto the shirt that hung off his twin.

Ever since he could remember, Alfred had been turning down people adopting him because of Matthew. You would have thought it impossible, but it turned out that Alfred had his ways, such as kicking and screaming until he passed out, that usually got whoever had wanted to adopt him in enough of a fluster to change their mind.

As of yet no-one had wanted to adopt Matthew.

The blonde was too quiet, he didn't excel in sport like his twin, in fact, he was pretty much a ghost in the adoption centre. Still, he loved Alfred for promising to stay with him no matter what.

Beaming proudly, Alfred felt his little heart swell in his chest at Matthew's joy, watching him with a smile before the lady coughed again.

Stupid, annoying old hag!

Couldn't she get a hint?

"No is no!" Alfred insisted, angrily stomping his foot as the smile fell from his face and was replaced with a frown.

The lady sighed heavily.

"At least speak to the man," she pleaded as she turned her eyes to the younger twin, if only because she noticed that Alfred's shirt had been moving.

Alfred narrowed blue eyes at her, fixing her with the most powerful glare an eight year old could muster, keeping his hands on his hips. "I'm a package deal. Can't buy one- have to buy two!" he spoke, holding up what seemed like a peace sign, but was really just child signals for 'two'. With a sigh, the lady turned away. The gentleman had insisted on only one child, and he seemed determined to adopt Alfred after observing him a few days.

The British man would not really be happy.

Did he even know what type of child he was adopting?

Alfred was a little hell raiser…

Thinking to have won this battle, Alfred guffawed at her back, tugging down his lower eyelid as he stuck out his tongue to her back before it returned to a proud grin. "There, that will teach that man. I'm not going without ya, Mattie!"

Never, ever, ever.

No.

Alfred simply would not hear of it!