FACE Fire -1-

It was a day like any other and Alfred burst loudly into the house followed by his brother Matthew coming home from high school as they always did at this time of day. Arthur and Francis were already there waiting for them just like they did everyday.
"so, how was school today?" Arthur inquired seeing the boys come in, although it wasn't really necessary to ask since Alfred had already started rambling about his awesomely heroic day. As always, Matthew was exhausted from having spent the entire day listening to his loud and forever excited brother, so without a word he dropped his schoolbag on the floor and headed to his room
yawning to take a nap before dinner.

"well that all sounds very nice Alfred"
Arthur said to cu the boy's excited chatter short. After all if no one stopped him once in a while he would never stop. But Alfred wasn't bothered by the intrusion at all, he simply skipped to another subject.
"Dude! Francis i'm starving whats for dinner?"
He asked since Francis was usually the one who knew the answer, but not today.
"today.." Francis started, he took a deep breath before finishing that sentence as if it was hard for him to get out
"today...Arthur will be making dinner"

Alfred froze "WHAT?!" he asked both shocked and a little scared that Francis was going to let him anywhere near the kitchen. Alfred remembered his last Arthur cooked meal, and it wasn't exactly a happy memory.
"Francis! What is wrong with you!? Don't you remember what happened last time?! Don't let him do it! PLEASE!"
Alfred practically pleaded to Francis.
Arthur would have been insulted by his son's behaviour but he was right. He still remembered that the last time he fed the boys himself he had given them food poisoning and they both ended up throwing up afterwards. Francis had been taking care of the cooking ever since. But this time was different
"Alfred its okay, it won't make you sick this time...the frog taught me how to cook today."
Today, Francis had taken on the challenge of teaching Arthur a few cooking skills. It was long and difficult, but Francis thought he was ready to cook a meal for their sons
"ne t'inquiète pas Alfred, I will be supervising"
.. but not alone of course. It was only after the Frenchman mentioned that he would help that Alfred let out a sigh of relief
"Phew! Oh okay then. I'll just go watch some TV while you guys fix dinner".

For about an hour, all Al could hear was constant arguing coming from the kitchen.

Then, suddenly, among the arguing and yelling in the kitchen, Arthur accidentally knocked over the bottle of wine that Francis was drinking. The alcohol poured all over the stove and as soon as it hit the flames under the pot , the whole thing flamed up drastically and started spreading to the rest of the kitchen.

Everyone started panicking. Arthur quickly went for the fire extinguisher while Francis and Alfred attempted to put out some flames with their jackets but it was no use. The fire spreaded and grew with great speed. Soon both the kitchen and the living room were filled with fire and smoke. Realising that the possibility of putting out the fire themselves was now impossible, all three of them ran out of the house coughing in smoke.

As soon as they were out Arthur called the fire department as Francis was freaking out and swearing that this was the very last time that he was letting Arthur anywhere near his kitchen. Alfred was just staring at the house. Nobody had been hurt or burned, thank god. That could have all been a lot worse, but as everyone in the neighbourhood  started gathering on their front lawn and freaking out, Alfred had this weird feeling that he couldn't shake. He started looking around him still stuck with that terrible feeling that he had forgotten something...something important.

His eyes widened when he finally realised what it was...

"MATTIE!!!"

Alfed freaked out and ran into the burning house without thinking twice. Arthur and Francis saw him going in and cried out to him, trying to stop him from going in at first, but when they realised what was going on they both tried to go back as well. Luckally they were held back by their neighbours. No one had managed to restrain Alfred however. His brother was sitll in that burning house and no force in the world was strong enough to stop him from going in now.

to be continued