I want shit

     Taking the glass, it was INSPECTED regardless before Envy took a sip. The taste wasn’t terrible so they’ll nurse it for now; if it’d been awful Greed would have to find SOMEONE to clean up the mess. They weren’t exactly polite so a shattered cup and spilled alcohol wasn’t much of a disappointment. Balancing their drink on a thigh, Envy shrugged lightly before ANSWERING.

     “  I  was  told  to  do  that;  said  I  could  beat  the  shit  out  of  you  too.  But  I  know  the  moment  you  regrow  a  mouth,  my  ears  will  bleed  so  I  might  as  well  take  the  punishment  for  failing.  “

     It was a compliment, kind of, maybe… Not necessarily an INSULT at least. Of course they knew Greed would advise against being hauled off to Central; that was obvious as fuck. DRUMMING their fingers against the glass, Envy stared down into it quietly. For someone the family spoke so lowly of, their brother seemed to have everything he wanted. His siblings had the idea that they were SUPERIOR and not much else if additional Stones weren’t included.

  “  I’ll  just  be  sent  to  some  boring  outpost  and  told  to  skulk  around.  Not  that  I  care.  “

Greed yawned without bothering to cover his mouth.

“Just the thought is enough to make me fall asleep. Thanks for remindin’ me leavin’ Dad behind is the best thing I’ve ever done.”

He made eye contact.

     Cautiously they walked over to the couch and eased themself down so that their DECEPTIVE weight did not result in any damage. What a way to tip over a boat that hadn’t really been rocked quite yet. They’ll probably think on this for a few WEEKS and then fall back into old habits that died a LOT harder than others.

     “  It’s  not  that  bad  if  you  steal  an  important  face.  “

     It felt weird sitting next to the family runaway; not wrong but different. With a great many YEARS having passed, Greed was arguably the one sibling out of the bunch that has probably GROWN the most. The others, Envy especially, haven’t changed all that much. They dared not reach ACROSS Greed to take their glass, didn’t want to get that close.

     “  And  it’s  not  as  hot  as  Ishval,  believe  me.  “

Ah yes, Ishval. Greed had never been, and he doubted there was anything left of interest following the civil war. Plus sightseeing the ruins might just be a tad inconsiderate to the survivors.

He noticed Envy didn’t touch the drink they’d asked for, so he leaned over and grabbed it for them.

“Go on, it ain’t poisoned. Lotta good that’d do me.”

He nestled himself against the back of the couch once more.

“  I’m  not  dead  weight…  “

    They whispered, looking down at their hands and then to Greed. Their contributions surely meant that they were VALUABLE to Father. Certainly they’d be allowed to enjoy the fruits of their labor once everything meets its conclusion. Come to think of it, NOTHING had been said about what would happen to the Homunculi at the end of the road. The future was uncertain and Envy’s not thought much about it outside of their own fabrications. The stupid HUMANS stood no chance, right? Homunculi would rule Amestris, perhaps even the world.

     “  I…  Okay.  “

     Shutdown again. Were they losing their touch? The others would LAUGH at them for being so weak. A Sin that boasted they were the strongest, the most clever, sharing a drink with the runaway of the family. How SAD is that?

Another snap of his fingers and the same woman from before appeared to fill his glass, but Greed shook his head and pointed at Envy. “Not me; for my dear sibling over here.”

She looked a tad confused as Mr Greed had never spoken fondly of his family, but obeyed regardless. She left another full glass next to Greed’s, left, and her boss patted the empty cushion next to him.

     All Greed was doing was pissing Envy off because he was right. The delusion that the fourth Sin was in CONTROL wouldn’t last forever no matter how many times they repeated it in their head. Humans were regarded as material resources, weak, things that Envy was they, themself, are not. That was the MANTRA, the belief system established from day one. Lately it has become EASY to get under their skin, make them irrationally angry with regards to that specific topic.

     They’re plans haven’t been going well. They feared retaliation.

     “  What  makes  you  think  he  will?  I’ve  not  done  anything  to…  “

     There it is again. They’ve done nothing to warrant punishment from Father. Envy has done everything they were told, they OBEYED their orders like a good little puppet. For once in their live, they were speechless and couldn’t come up with a PROPER retort. Envy bites their lower lip, staring at Greed without knowing what to do.

     How the hell did this happen? It’s fucking Greed.

Finally, they showed a hint of the fear they’d been so desperate to hide; the fear that Greed was right, and that Envy was no less inferior than the humans they forced themself to look down upon. After all, if they didn’t have that, they had nothing. And Greed shuddered at the thought of having nothing.

For the first time, he flashed a smile that bordered on friendly.

“Doesn’t matter, does it? Now matter how useful, once you’ve played your part, there’s no need to keep you around. So he won’t. People don’t much care for dead weight.”

The mild sympathy Greed felt for his sibling as the realization sank in was further evidenced when he contradicted his earlier statement, refusing Envy service.

Pawn.

     That word kept coming back. Spoken through Envy’s own mouth or USED by someone else. Just because it fit their life well, doesn’t mean they were going to accept it. For them, it was a vicious cycle of denial FUELED by their overwhelming sense of jealousy, as is their namesake and personification. There wasn’t anything that could sate it, well, nothing Envy would ADMIT to themself, let alone someone else.

“  I  am  a  Homunculus!  Humans  are  the  pawns,  not  me!  “

     Envy the Jealous was most definitely NOT content. It’s why they acted out so much and killed when there really want a need. Whatever it took to get their mind off of their PREDICAMENT and lack of true freedom. If things had been different, the Sin might not be as… terrible as they are now. Probably not by much though.

Greed plugged his pinkie into his ear with an exasperated sigh.

“Will you calm your tits for just ten damn seconds? If you wanna prove you’re better than humans, I suggest you start by engagin’ in civilized conversation.”

“Somebody come spar with me and kick my ass until Armstrong is jealous of my abs.”

“  I’ve  never  had  to.  The  quicker  Father’s  finished,  the  quicker  it  will  be  that  we’ll  have  the  run  of  the  place.  “

But what if Father no longer had a use for them? There was always that POSSIBILITY considering how each Sin was cast off like shed skin. Being told they’re SUPERIOR doesn’t cloud the fact they were born because Father needed pawns. That’s another reason they HATED Greed. He knew which buttons to push that riled up Envy. Purple hues are averted completely, they REFUSE to maintain eye contact. Their brother has struck a nerve.

“  If  I  wasn’t  satisfied  with  what  I  have  now,  I  would  have  left  already.  “

What a HUGE lie that was.

Greed’s smirk finally fell from his face. He studied Envy with a surprisingly serious expression and, after a moment of silence, put away his half-empty glass.

Normally he would refuse since Daichi didn’t want to be a burden but again he knew this was not a normal situation. Getting on the back his thin arms and legs wrapped to him and nestle into the fur of the vest

“I will try not to, I promise. Is it far from here? “

Greed hooked his hands under his thighs and began a calm stroll home. He could easily hop from roof to roof and be there within a minute, but held back on account of Daichi’s condition.

“‘Bout ten minutes. Just relax, ‘kay?”

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“What the f--?”

Greed twitched. Ray may not be a soldier, but he was still affiliated with the military. And Greed didn’t like the military.

Greed started playing with a fair amount of confidence, but that confidence gradually wavered until his loss was set in stone. His eyes were full of disbelief and only barely contained his anger. Ray had told him to forget about their first meeting, but that was no easy feat. Greed still had no idea what he even wanted from him, and even if his intentions were without malice, the guy was acting overly familiar in a way that made his teeth clench.

... however, no one could claim Greed was not a man of his word.

Taking the tissue from the man he cleaned himself taking the liberty to stumble to the trash to properly throw it away. Walking back like a baby deer learning to walk obviously not okay to be alone. Though dad of the year left his sick son home alone sick to take care of himself, Daichi knew he needed help though. “ Yes please.” A doctor that won’t freak out that he not human? Yes please!

Watching him wobble about, Greed decided letting him walk was still not a good idea. He knelt once more and presented his back to Daichi, hands waving him over.

Mentally he debated and fought with the idea. Though his stomach in the end didn’t really give him much choice. Taking the bag in a hurry he turned away so the other couldn’t see having some embarrassment that he threw up. Hurling into the bag he wheezed breaths after trying to compose himself after muttering, “ I’m sorry. “

Greed kept his head averted, not exactly keen on the idea of watching Daichi hurl out the contents of his stomach. When he heard him speak, he next produced a tissue the boy could wipe his mouth with.