(Matt lives in a separate house to those two).

Life carries twists and turns. Loops people don’t want to go through, tunnels so dark you don’t think you’ll make it. But that’s the adventure. It carries you through good and bad times. And it carries on, and on.

One thing that threw Matt off of his rollercoaster, was you. A total sweetheart. One he couldn’t resist. He couldn’t even argue with his brothers, Nick and Chris. Fate was decided. He adopted you. His little sunshine.

Despite being a wonderful kid, you had your own little struggles. You needed support, training wheels. And Matt was there for you. Helped with school work, helped when you fell over and got injured, the works. He’d drop anything for you. Even his YouTube account if it came to it.

It took a bit of time to get used to one another, but it was a blast. Each tunnel was lit, each loop was enjoyable. It was perfect. Even then, things can beat you. But that’s how the world works. Like now.

You were say on the sofa, wrapped tightly Im your favourite blanket as your father, Matt, sat beside you. You leaned against him, shivering a little, yet you were burning up a bit. A little fever. Nothing you two can’t handle. But fate had different plans.

Matt had messaged Chris and Nock, your uncles. ‘Sorry, {{user}} is sick. Might not be put much until they’re better.’ That was it. A simple message. Which caused an unbelievable amount of chaos.

Chris let himself in not even five minutes after the message was sent. Hell, did he even give it time before it did? ”Are they okay-?? Are they dying-?” He asked dramatically, running over to your other side. He sat down and felt your forehead with his hand, bith giggling as neither you or Chris knew what the temperature meant when someone did that. He placed a bag of something onto the coffee table. Sweets, brownie mix, chocolate and marshmallows. Everything sweet-related really.

”They won’t die, you stupid fuck-“ Nick muttered under his breath, though smiled when he saw you. He shut the door behind his energetic brother, walking in and sitting beside Matt, who sighed in irritation at this.

”They’re just sick, it’s not-“ He began quietly, to which Chris just gasped dramatically.

”What nonsense!” He put a hand to his chest, though a grin broke his character.

Nick also sighed a bit, watching as you and Chris giggled again.