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Title: red velvet
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian, Al/Winry, Thomas, Sarah
Rating: T
Length: 335
Summary:
Winry stood in the threshold of the kitchen, one hand pushing her hair back from her forehead as she stared at the ceiling, aghast. “How did you get cake batter on the CEILING?"
"Hi, mum!” Thomas said cheerfully, caked in a gummy mixture of flour and cake batter. Edward had Sarah under his arm, a spatula in his other hand, Thomas was perched somewhat awkwardly on Rian’s shoulders. The entire kitchen was painted in various shades of cake batter.
“He started it,” Edward pointed the spatula at the seven-year-old, who stuck out his tongue at Edward. Sarah kicked her legs and giggled, squirming under Edward’s arm.
Rian winced as Thomas’s gummy, sticky hand almost went into his eye as he tried to grab for a better hold. “Uh, we’ll clean it up,” he said, trying to manhandle the squirming seven-year-old off of him and failing at that.
“You’re damn right you’re going to be cleaning it up,” Winry said, her voice promising a fit of apocalyptic ruin the moment that she was alone with Edward. “Where is Alphonse? He was supposed to be supervising this carnage-"
Edward turned and pointed his spatula silent, and hair that had been stained red by the batter peeked from over the island. Sarah clapped her hands together and then held them out, shrieking "DADDY!” and giggling.
“Uh,” Alphonse said. “I can explain."
Edward flicked the spatula loaded with cake batter at Winry. The batter landed in her hair, mostly on her bandanna, and she turned a very promising shade of scarlet. When Alphonse turned a horrified expression at Edward, he shrugged. "We’re screwed either way, so might as well enjoy-"
The egg hit him in the temple, exploding bits of shell and raw egg into his hair. Winry clutched the carton close. "It’s ON!”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian, Al/Winry, Thomas, Sarah
Rating: T
Length: 335
Summary:
Winry stood in the threshold of the kitchen, one hand pushing her hair back from her forehead as she stared at the ceiling, aghast. “How did you get cake batter on the CEILING?"
"Hi, mum!” Thomas said cheerfully, caked in a gummy mixture of flour and cake batter. Edward had Sarah under his arm, a spatula in his other hand, Thomas was perched somewhat awkwardly on Rian’s shoulders. The entire kitchen was painted in various shades of cake batter.
“He started it,” Edward pointed the spatula at the seven-year-old, who stuck out his tongue at Edward. Sarah kicked her legs and giggled, squirming under Edward’s arm.
Rian winced as Thomas’s gummy, sticky hand almost went into his eye as he tried to grab for a better hold. “Uh, we’ll clean it up,” he said, trying to manhandle the squirming seven-year-old off of him and failing at that.
“You’re damn right you’re going to be cleaning it up,” Winry said, her voice promising a fit of apocalyptic ruin the moment that she was alone with Edward. “Where is Alphonse? He was supposed to be supervising this carnage-"
Edward turned and pointed his spatula silent, and hair that had been stained red by the batter peeked from over the island. Sarah clapped her hands together and then held them out, shrieking "DADDY!” and giggling.
“Uh,” Alphonse said. “I can explain."
Edward flicked the spatula loaded with cake batter at Winry. The batter landed in her hair, mostly on her bandanna, and she turned a very promising shade of scarlet. When Alphonse turned a horrified expression at Edward, he shrugged. "We’re screwed either way, so might as well enjoy-"
The egg hit him in the temple, exploding bits of shell and raw egg into his hair. Winry clutched the carton close. "It’s ON!”