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Miss Kiro, I made for you a shota thing.
Matthew was not a child who took well to being bored. Alone, in Matthew’s case, and unless well entertained, was in terrible company. Particularly because he was imaginative, and there are few things so dangerous to the safety of a household and its contents than an imaginative child left to his own devices. Thus dawned Saturday; bright and early, nothing Matthew wanted to watch on the TV downstairs and no games he felt like playing. Bored, bored, bored.
(Have something cute from the Perils of Childraising universe. And dramastic should be dramatic, but Al gets drastic and dramatic confused. And yes, the boys are wrestling on purpose. ;) Also, in regards to the Amecan fic mentioned, just google the title, and click on the first link, it’ll take you right to it.)
To Alfred’s amusement, the boys are wrestling. Well, if it can really be called ‘wrestling’ when they’re just rolling around on the carpet, giggling. Finally, Al straddles Matthew and pins his shoulders to the floor, grinning. “Ya gotta say uncle now!”
(I’ll just…sit in a corner over here and think about what I’ve done. I’m still a very bad person. <_<;; have some more shotas misbehaving. consider this a little side story to the perils of childraising AU.)
They say a little knowledge can be a dangerous thing. Of course, the mysterious ‘they’ is never specified, but ‘they’ do have a point, sort of. It’s the type of knowledge that can be dangerous.
Case in point, two determined little boys who are currently in Matt’s room, and have climbed on the bed. They’re very quiet, being careful not to wake the older man, or else their plan would be ruined. Thankfully, Matt sleeps pretty deeply when he’s worn out. And it had been a long day of keeping Al and Matthew occupied and out of trouble.