Cade noticed something was off about his twin. Though he wasn't sure what. For one, his normally sparkling blue eyes were dull and watery, like a rainstorm threatening to spill water.

Cade tried snapping his brother out of it. "Why does everyone associate incest with the South?" he asked jokingly.

"Shut up, you read CanAme fanfic in your spare time." Matthew crossed his arms. "And then go and write some."

"Now how did you know?"

"The three of us share a computer."

"FrUK you too, Mattie." Cade joked lightly.

Still Al looked sad. Cade inhaled sharply.

"Y'alright Al? You don't look too good."

He slams his fist on the table, sending everything flying off. "I'm. Fine." And he just takes off.

"Al!" Cade yelled. He sighed, and teleported in a fireball of silver.

Sorry, y'all, I was running out of ideas, so if you got some suggestions for me for the story, please comment them below. Thanks for reading this trashy story.

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~Cyanide