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scriveynerTitle: Creep
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Three Alchemists
Characters/Pairing: Ed, Al, Kit
Rating: T
Length: 349
Summary: "Pretentious know-it-all assholes are fucking annoying."
“I don’t like him,” Catie announced, chewing on the end of her straw. “He bothers me. Pretentious know-it-all assholes are fucking annoying -” she tossed a glance his way and smirked and Edward bit his fork.
Alphonse, thankfully, had situated himself between them. It was probably the wisest course of action - Edward did not like being saddled with anyone else, especially - ESPECIALLY - wannabe alchemists who seemed to think that they were hot shit getting in through the State Alchemist examinations coasting on sheer luck and a falsified identification papers - but it was all Mustang’s doing.
(Of course it was all Mustang’s doing, Edward figured that he had gone stir-crazy being behind a desk all day and CLEARLY Edward’s own reports were not respite enough from the drudgery so he had to spice things up by assigning Edward to babysitting duty.)
“- and I bet he’s a closet perv,” she stabbed at the table with her straw, squinting. “Guys that hot are always pervs."
"Oh no,” Alphonse said. “Colonel Mustang has always treated us with the utmost civility-"
"Fuckin’ prick,” Edward muttered, and Alphonse clearly heard him and ignored the oath.
“I tell ya, there’s got to be SOMETHING off about him. Maybe he screws choirboys or something on the side."
Edward’s choked inhalation drew both Catie and Alphonse’s attention. "Brother?” Alphonse asked, and Edward coughed a few times and raised his arm to forestall the wallop from his brother that was likely forthcoming.
“Something you want to share with the class?” Catie asked, as she stole a piece of bread from Edward’s plate. He glowered at her and she broke it in half, offering a piece to Alphonse, who put up his hands and shook his head.
“No,” Edward said dryly. “Nothing at all that I’d want to share with YOU.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Three Alchemists
Characters/Pairing: Ed, Al, Kit
Rating: T
Length: 349
Summary: "Pretentious know-it-all assholes are fucking annoying."
“I don’t like him,” Catie announced, chewing on the end of her straw. “He bothers me. Pretentious know-it-all assholes are fucking annoying -” she tossed a glance his way and smirked and Edward bit his fork.
Alphonse, thankfully, had situated himself between them. It was probably the wisest course of action - Edward did not like being saddled with anyone else, especially - ESPECIALLY - wannabe alchemists who seemed to think that they were hot shit getting in through the State Alchemist examinations coasting on sheer luck and a falsified identification papers - but it was all Mustang’s doing.
(Of course it was all Mustang’s doing, Edward figured that he had gone stir-crazy being behind a desk all day and CLEARLY Edward’s own reports were not respite enough from the drudgery so he had to spice things up by assigning Edward to babysitting duty.)
“- and I bet he’s a closet perv,” she stabbed at the table with her straw, squinting. “Guys that hot are always pervs."
"Oh no,” Alphonse said. “Colonel Mustang has always treated us with the utmost civility-"
"Fuckin’ prick,” Edward muttered, and Alphonse clearly heard him and ignored the oath.
“I tell ya, there’s got to be SOMETHING off about him. Maybe he screws choirboys or something on the side."
Edward’s choked inhalation drew both Catie and Alphonse’s attention. "Brother?” Alphonse asked, and Edward coughed a few times and raised his arm to forestall the wallop from his brother that was likely forthcoming.
“Something you want to share with the class?” Catie asked, as she stole a piece of bread from Edward’s plate. He glowered at her and she broke it in half, offering a piece to Alphonse, who put up his hands and shook his head.
“No,” Edward said dryly. “Nothing at all that I’d want to share with YOU.”
