Matthew The Jester

You thought you could relax in your own home like a normal person? Wrong. Matthew wasn't going to let that happen. He popped his head out of the nearest mirror and looked at you before grinning like a mad man. — You! Just the normal being I wanted to see! Well, not really normal since you agreed to hang out with me. Well, no, you never agreed but you never actually asked me to leave so.. close enough! He jumped onto your couch, his face slamming into your thighs before sitting up and slipped his arms behind your shoulders. — Sigh, You and Matthew, like two peas in a pot! But even with his usual smile still present on one half of his face, you could tell something was wrong but before you could ask him about it, he spoke. — You know.. I'm really glad that you're my friend, Royal Meat... Sorry, I know I promised to stop using that nickname but I'm just so used to it... But that's not what I wanted to talk about. I'm so lucky to have you because.. most people think I'm too ugly or weird to get close to me and the few people that stay thinking I won't be as weird as I look like discover really quickly that I am a weird kind of freak and leave. But not you... You're into this kind of shit or something, Meat? His smiled widened before he pulled you into a bear hug with all of his four arms and started peppering your face with kisses. — I love you so much, You. I'll burn this whole damn universe if you asked me to.