Disclaimer: Hiromu Arakawa owns Fullmetal Alchemist and anything else involved. I, therefore, own nothing.
Here I am, starting this collection of one-shots for my favorite characters/pairings. Most of these will be prompts given to me, but I feel like I'm just going to continue on going with these one-shots until the flame of inspiration goes out.
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Character(s)/Pairing(s): Al, slight Ed/Winry
May 30, 2009
"Where did you find those?" he asked, eyeing up his brother that was now covered in magnets.
He didn't know what was more unmanly... that his brother was gleeful at the prospect of always having kittens around him or that he, himself, thought it was endearing how excited his brother was. He was going soft, he knew it.
Soon he'd be milking cows and wearing light colors.
The least his brother could do was put them on the inside of the armor.
"Winry found them for me in town!" Al said, smiling as he moved a magnet from one spot on his armor to another, as if the kitten was running across the plain of his broad chest plate. "It was so sweet of her to buy them for me."
"A waste of money, if you ask me," Ed grumbled, stretching his arms over his head as he watched his little brother be amused by the plethora of magnets he was adorned with.
"Well, you're not the one who bought them, are you?" Winry responded, moving to set next to Ed while they lounged in the field against the hillside. "Besides, it's not like you'd ever shut up if he found himself a real kitten. Be grateful I didn't come back with a litter like I had originally wanted to do."
"It was probably my money you bought them with," he said, immediately wishing he didn't say that statement when he saw the anger flash in her eyes.
"I do earn my own money, you know! I do more than babysit you and tend to your injuries, Edward," she frowned as she grumbled, leaning back into the grass.
"I know, I know," he sighed, lying back in the grass with her. Arm to flesh arm, they watched the clouds above them pass by slowly.
There was a bout of silence, and then Al asked, "When I get my body back, can we please get a kitten?"
"Of course you can, Al!"
As both responses were said in unison, they glared at one another due to their opposite reactions.
Ed tried to level with his brother in the most realistic way possible. "A kitten is impractical. It'll grow up and die and then you'll be depressed for months. Think ahead, Al."
"So you're saying that people shouldn't have children, either, since they'll just grow up and die. You're so touching I don't know what to do with myself," she said sarcastically, elbowing his side. Feeling that further conversation would be pointless with the elder Elric, she turned on her side, her cheek against the cool grass.
"Hey, hey," he protested. "That's not what I meant..." he trailed off, feeling that his point was exactly that but on a lesser scale. "Come on," he said gently, trying to pull her to her previous position.
"What if Winry wants to have children one day, brother? Are you going to tell her that she shouldn't since they'll just grow up and die? Everyone has to deal with that sometime in their life," his voice seemed even more hollow as he spoke. Surely, his own mother came to mind when speaking. Ed didn't miss that, either.
He was also sure that if a suit of armor could give a knowing look, what he was receiving was it.
Ed grumbled. "As long as I'm not the one who has to deal with it, fine."
Al wondered if he meant the kitten or a child. He hoped it was the former, for all their sakes.
Winry, however, was still off in her own little world ever since Al brought the word 'children' into the conversation. It wasn't as if she hadn't thought of such a thing before, but the topic hadn't been brought up with Ed so close in proximity. Ed, taking her silence as a continuation of her previous cold front, propped himself up on one arm and peered over her shoulder to catch a glimpse of her face. "Are you mad?" he asked in a hushed tone, as if Al could avoid hearing him anyway. She nearly jumped out of her skin at his breath on her neck.
Her face was red, he could tell, but he didn't know what that meant besides her dissipating anger. She just shook her head, allowing Ed to pull her back to her previous position. Grumbling a small apology, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as an act of affection he normally didn't give.
"Admit the kittens are cute," Winry said, playfully smiling at him.
He blankly stared at her, which she took for his 'are you kidding me' look and she smiled sweetly back at him.
"Brother, just accept that they're cute."
As he was about to run his automail hand through his hair, he noticed that his mechanical arm had been adorned with half of the various kitten magnets that had once been on Al's frame. "Al!" When the hell did he do that?
"What? Winry's a good distraction for revenge," Al reasoned.
"Don't remind me," Ed sighed, looking down at the kitten magnets with a weary smile before turning that smile to Winry who had reached over to push a magnet across her creation.
Alright, the kittens were cute. (Like he was actually watching the kittens.) He'd be damned if he ever said that out loud, however.