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The bunnies are massing. They are preparing for the invasion.
That's the only explaination for this.
Envy grinned as he balanced on the edge of the roof. “Wrath and I were having the most interesting conversation about you the other day, Fullmetal shrimp.”
“Like I care,” growled Ed, hands ready to clap at the slightest move of the homunculus.
“You should.” Envy’s grin morphed into a full blown smirk. “He was telling me what you gave up at the Gate. What you gave up for your little brother’s soul.”
Roy glanced at Ed, who had suddenly stiffened. From the creak of metal, he guessed that Al was also looking at his brother.
A short bark of laughter came from the not-human who bounced on his toes, coming close to falling. “What’s wrong? Haven’t told them? Don’t they know?”
“Shut up,” Ed snarled, hands coming together and his trademark arm blade being created.
“Niisan?” The confusion in Al’s voice made Ed wince, and he turn enough to glance at the armor that held his brother’s soul.
“Al…. I….”
“Tell them why you hate being called short, chibi-shrimp! Tell them why you hate being called a child!” The maliciousness was bright in Envy’s eyes. “Wrath wants what else you gave up, but he couldn’t take it. Something else did.”
Now he locked his insane, smirking gaze at Al. “You don’t think that a mere arm would bring back a soul, do you? That all it would take is a bit of flesh to regain what makes a stupid human a human, right? If you did, you must be more stupid than most of your kind.”
Ed turned back at Envy and quite literally hissed at him. “Don’t you talk to Al! You don’t have the right to say anything to him, let along mock him.”
Teeth bared, Envy returned Ed’s hiss. “What about you, can I mock you? How’s is feel, knowing you won’t live past twenty-five? And that’s if you’re lucky.”
Now Al took a step forward. Roy did as well, but then held back. He didn’t trust the homunculus, and he could hear movement behind him, most likely Hawkeye. No point in getting in her shot.
“Niisan, what’s he talking about?” The worry in Al’s voice made Roy ache, though he was just as curious as to what Envy was talking about.
“Nothing, Al. Just ignore him.”
“Ha! How about this, tin-can boy, how much does your brother eat? How about sleep? Let me guess, he does a lot of both. That’s because he’s not aging.”
Ed charged. Envy dodged, dancing along the edge with unnatural grace. As Ed slashed at him again, the homunculus managed to leap to the safety of a gargoyle decoration. “Oh, tell them. I want to see their faces when they find out.”
“I’m going to kill you,” was Ed’s response.
Envy pouted. “Fine, I’ll do it.” He smiled sweetly at Al. “Your ‘big’ brother isn’t going to get any bigger. He traded his life for you. Isn’t that sweet? He traded the ability to ever be an adult to pull your soul back from that darkness. And it’s killing him, bit by bit.”
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ninkasa's read a variation of this, the orginal one. I decided to use Envy instead of Wrath, but it keeps trying to grow into a full story, and I keep beating it back.
Does anyone else fear the mating of their bunnies?
That's the only explaination for this.
Envy grinned as he balanced on the edge of the roof. “Wrath and I were having the most interesting conversation about you the other day, Fullmetal shrimp.”
“Like I care,” growled Ed, hands ready to clap at the slightest move of the homunculus.
“You should.” Envy’s grin morphed into a full blown smirk. “He was telling me what you gave up at the Gate. What you gave up for your little brother’s soul.”
Roy glanced at Ed, who had suddenly stiffened. From the creak of metal, he guessed that Al was also looking at his brother.
A short bark of laughter came from the not-human who bounced on his toes, coming close to falling. “What’s wrong? Haven’t told them? Don’t they know?”
“Shut up,” Ed snarled, hands coming together and his trademark arm blade being created.
“Niisan?” The confusion in Al’s voice made Ed wince, and he turn enough to glance at the armor that held his brother’s soul.
“Al…. I….”
“Tell them why you hate being called short, chibi-shrimp! Tell them why you hate being called a child!” The maliciousness was bright in Envy’s eyes. “Wrath wants what else you gave up, but he couldn’t take it. Something else did.”
Now he locked his insane, smirking gaze at Al. “You don’t think that a mere arm would bring back a soul, do you? That all it would take is a bit of flesh to regain what makes a stupid human a human, right? If you did, you must be more stupid than most of your kind.”
Ed turned back at Envy and quite literally hissed at him. “Don’t you talk to Al! You don’t have the right to say anything to him, let along mock him.”
Teeth bared, Envy returned Ed’s hiss. “What about you, can I mock you? How’s is feel, knowing you won’t live past twenty-five? And that’s if you’re lucky.”
Now Al took a step forward. Roy did as well, but then held back. He didn’t trust the homunculus, and he could hear movement behind him, most likely Hawkeye. No point in getting in her shot.
“Niisan, what’s he talking about?” The worry in Al’s voice made Roy ache, though he was just as curious as to what Envy was talking about.
“Nothing, Al. Just ignore him.”
“Ha! How about this, tin-can boy, how much does your brother eat? How about sleep? Let me guess, he does a lot of both. That’s because he’s not aging.”
Ed charged. Envy dodged, dancing along the edge with unnatural grace. As Ed slashed at him again, the homunculus managed to leap to the safety of a gargoyle decoration. “Oh, tell them. I want to see their faces when they find out.”
“I’m going to kill you,” was Ed’s response.
Envy pouted. “Fine, I’ll do it.” He smiled sweetly at Al. “Your ‘big’ brother isn’t going to get any bigger. He traded his life for you. Isn’t that sweet? He traded the ability to ever be an adult to pull your soul back from that darkness. And it’s killing him, bit by bit.”
ninkasa's read a variation of this, the orginal one. I decided to use Envy instead of Wrath, but it keeps trying to grow into a full story, and I keep beating it back.Does anyone else fear the mating of their bunnies?
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Actually, I'm rather proud of this. I know that if I take the original form of this idea(which is in my car) and compare it to this, there's only the same basic idea. And I did this bit in only about ten minutes.
It does seem silly, to me at least, that all Ed had to give up to bring back a soul was his arm. The basis of this bunny was that he gave up something not so visible.
Sad, aren't I? So much that I need to do, and I breed bunnies.
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...Then surely it wouldn't take you too long to do more. Would it? 9_9
*no shame, none at all*
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Really should go to be. Have to be up in about four hours. *sighs*
I promise, I'll post more. Later.
Think of it as a Cliffhanger of Doom!(doom...oom...om...m...)
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But remember! Tomorrow night, you promised! 9___9
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More? Soon?
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HeeHee. I am obsessed with her at the moment. Need to get over it. (Or at least use it to write threesome pr0n. . .)
Love this! *glomps* Heh. The radio just mentioned a "jumbo shrimp", which amused me more than it should.
Does anyone else fear the mating of their bunnies?
I do. I try to lock them in seperate rooms.
OMG. Should I make an OT3 icon for Riza and Roy and Ed?