Hello everyone!! Itâs the month of Halloween and Iâve been using a lot of my favorite horror aspects inspire me for a Horror AU within, a mostly cannon, Brotherhood continuity.
How can fear control not only men, but an entire country? How does one man manage to set the stage for what could truly happen?Â
Iâve always loved to dabble in the horror side fo things, as a huge nerd of Resident Evil, The Evil Within, and Silent Hill and other horror games, but I wanted to see how would the characters in the world of FullMetal Alchemist Brotherhood would contend with real fear put right in front of them.
Come join not only me but @art-and-jazz @shelbychild for what weâve been crafting together for the past few months!!
Hereâs a sneak peak of whatâs to come for October 3rd:
Man never wanted us to become monsters; however, looks like weâll have to become them in order to win this fight.
     Why did so many people of Amestris have to suffer because of twisted madmen and the science they believed in? Why did they want to discover how the human body could evolve from a tremendous amount of pain? Who was the real monster in the end?
     These people faced the fear of what their bodies could endure. These seven wanted to protect the country that meant everything to them. None of them were willing to back off, even against creatures such as Homunculi and evolved mannequins.
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[ID: a close-up of a gun, stylized in such a way that it looks like light chalk on a black background. The shadows are very stark. We can see what looks like a hand holding the gun.]
A sneak preview for @fmabigbangs! For @ironbiohazard03. A quick preview of her fic:
Man never wanted us to become monsters; however, looks like weâll have to become them in order to win this fight.
You can find her promo here, and @art-and-jazz 's promo here!!
Quick preview of my piece for FMA Big Bang 2021, featuring a Hades and Persephone-esque Lan Fan and Ling.
Art done by the amazing @doldoodles!
Excerpt:
Spring doesnât look up from her weaving, but he can see the smile form. âLord Hades. Thatâs what I knew her as anyway.â A plum blossom drifts down and lands on her shoulder. She doesnât seem to notice. âI donât know what else to say. You and I are spring. Weâre life. Our pairs are the opposite. Whether that means winter or death, or the afterlife is up to interpretation.â
He must look panicked because she pauses her weaving just long enough to pat his knee.Â
âDonât look so scared. Itâs not as bad as it sounds. My Hades was the sweetest woman around, no matter her domain. Just remember, weâre not meant to go at this alone. Youâll get through anything together.â
âWill we be friends?â he asks hopefully. He doesnât have many of those.
âI donât know. Most are, at the very least. Others are lovers, some more like siblings. The Spring I met had been raised by their Winter.â She shrugged. âThe only guarantee is that youâll find each other.â
Two years later, Ling will be knocked flat on his back by a small, furious girl, and silently declare her his greatest enemy until the end of time.
Here is my preview for FMA Big Bang coming October 3rd! I had such a blast working on this piece for @studiostarchild s fic along with @candidhart & @justanotherghostwriter !
A partir de 3 de Outubro começam as postagens da FMA Big Bang 2021 (@fmabigbangs) , que se trata de uma enxurrada de conteúdo produzido de fã para fã. Essas imagens são uma provinha dos desenho que fiz com base na história de @roseofbattles que explora o passado da Riza antes das aventuras dos irmãos Elric. Em breve mostro aqui o resultado ;)
Starting on the 3rd of October, postings for FMA Big Bang 2021 will begin (@fmabigbangs), which is a flurry of fan-to-fan produced content. These images are a preview of the drawings I made for @roseofbattles story that explores Riza's past before the Elric brothers' adventures. Soon I will show the result here ;)
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my stunning co-author @darlinglissa; our talented artists @lordacies and @astronomiaa ; and our beloved betas, @royai and @faithful2kh!
synopsis:
Ed always thought it was weird, that Truth didnât take more from them.
The ultimate taboo! And all they lost was a few limbs and a sense between them. Lucky, if you ask Al. Suspicious, if you ask Ed.
There was also something in what Truth said. The way Truth looked at him. Al says he doesnât remember a second of the Gate, but Ed remembers it all in bright, excruciating detail. Which means he canât ask Al if Truth said the same to him; can only turn over his own conversation, examining it from every angle.
âYouâre lucky. That an arm from you is worth so much.â
It makes him wonder.
--
A series rewrite exploring the possibility that Ed & Al are part philosopher stone. Featuring deaf!Al and shenanigans.
excerpt:
Ed sighs, dropping his book on top of the stack nearest to him, and goes over to plop next to Al, saying, âIf Iâd known Iâd be doing all the work, Iâd have brought Winry instead.â His fingers are sharp and to a point, but he makes sure his smile is soft.
âYeah, with all the trouble you get into, it would save Winry a few million trips in the long run,â Al replies, knocking his shoulder into Edâs automail shoulder. He turns back to Nina, forming his hand into a circle now.
âThatâs a O!â She sounds so pleased that she recognizes a letter, and Ed canât help but chuckle as she puts her hand into a circle, too.
Ed knocks his shoulder back into Al, relenting, âMaybe a break wonât hurt.â
Al grins victoriously, showing Nina how to point her forefinger and thumb to form a g, and then to slowly spell out âdogâ semi-successfully. Nina is so excited about it that she runs to Alexander and signs it out messily in front of him, squealing out the word as her fingers move. Itâs not quite right, but Alexander wags his tail nonetheless.
They slowly move through a five year oldâs vocabulary, plus anything her eye spots and she just has to know what that looks like in sign language. The word âbookâ comes up multiple times, and Nina soaks it up every time.
Tucker knocks on the door, stealing Ed and Ninaâs attention from the letter m for Ninaâs most recent daring request of the word âalchemy.â
âItâs late, boys, and Nina needs to go to bed soon,â Tucker says, smiling softly at the sad eyes Nina is giving him.
âBut Daddy, weâre playing!â
âDonât worry, Nina,â Al says, which Ed translates aloud. âWeâll come back tomorrow.â
âAnd we can talk with our fingers again?â Nina hugs Al, then moves over to hug Ed.
Ed laughs. âYeah, of course. Weâll talk with our fingers.â
--
The house is dark, when they get there. Itâs dark, and itâs cold, and thereâs a chill down Edâs spine.
Al, as soon as the door opens, grabs a handful of Edâs jacket. Ed, at another time, mightâve teased him, but not right now. Heâs glad to know where Al is, and to have someone at his back.
They find Tucker in his lab. Around him are the remnants of an alchemy circle; in front of him is what must be a chimera, hair long in its face. Tucker has his arms at his side and a smile like too many screws have been knocked loose.
âI did it,â he tells them. âI made a chimera that understands human speech!â
Ed has just a moment of euphoriaâthis is such a leap for alchemy, this is the kind of science thatâs exciting, thatâs groundbreaking, thatâs one step closer to shattering the definition of âpossibleââbefore he gets a good look at that array. Before he gets a good look at that array, and before the chimera turns to him and says, âBrother...Ed?â
Al canât even hear her, but from behind Ed, his grip tightens.
promo q's:
what was the most significant change in this project overall?
For me, it was the inclusion of the homunculi's povs. I was planning to focus entirely on Ed & Al's pov, but there were some segments where acting as Lust or as Envy just felt the most narratively interesting.
what helped inspire this project?
mel and i were talking about ideas - our original concept was an Ed & Al role swap, i think - when she sent this piece of art here. It reminded me that I'd always wanted to write a homunculous!Elrics au, and we just progressively lost our minds from there.
what has been your favourite part of the project?
working with mel has been fab - we've never collabed like this before, so it was a lot of fun merging our styles and figuring out how it worked for us. (pretty well, it turns out - we're planning on collabing for @teenwolfbb as well!)
did you attempt anything new or different for this project?
writing from a deaf character's pov was challenging in a good way; i've never done that before, so it asked me to stretch my writing in new ways, which was very neat!
it's fma big bang promo time!! @shelbychild and i have been working on our fic since march, and we're so so so excited to finish it and share it with everyone!! a special thank you to our artists @lordacies and @astronomiaas as well as our betas @royai and @faithful2kh!!
promo q's:
what helped inspire this project?
this piece of fanart was found in january when i was On My FMA Bullshit, and seeing pride!ed made me :shakingeyes: and i went to scream at shelby, who said "oh yeah homunculus au is a fun one!" and then we both said. yes. ok. this could be something. and now it is!
what has been your favorite part of the project?
writing fma for the first time! i'd never written for it before this, and exploring the characters' voices and mannerisms was a really fun time, especially in our au.
did you attempt anything new or different for this project?
yeah, writing with shelby!! we've been friends for a while but never co-wrote until this fic. it's been a BLAST for this bang, and we actually plan to co-write together for the @teenwolfbb, @batfam-big-bang, AND @invisobang bc we're a whole circus.
synopsis:
Ed always thought it was weird, that Truth didnât take more from them. The ultimate taboo! And all they lost was a few limbs and a sense between them. Lucky, if you ask Al. Suspicious, if you ask Ed. There was also something in what Truth said. The way Truth looked at him. Al says he doesnât remember a second of the Gate, but Ed remembers it all in bright, excruciating detail. Which means he canât ask Al if Truth said the same to him; can only turn over his own conversation, examining it from every angle. âYouâre lucky. That an arm from you is worth so much.â It makes him wonder.
--
A series rewrite exploring the possibility that Ed & Al are part philosopher stone. Featuring deaf!Al and shenanigans.
excerpt:
Ed sighs, dropping his book on top of the stack nearest to him, and goes over to plop next to Al, saying, âIf Iâd known Iâd be doing all the work, Iâd have brought Winry instead.â His fingers are sharp and to a point, but he makes sure his smile is soft.
âYeah, with all the trouble you get into, it would save Winry a few million trips in the long run,â Al replies, knocking his shoulder into Edâs automail shoulder. He turns back to Nina, forming his hand into a circle now.
âThatâs a O!â She sounds so pleased that she recognizes a letter, and Ed canât help but chuckle as she puts her hand into a circle, too.
Ed knocks his shoulder back into Al, relenting, âMaybe a break wonât hurt.â
Al grins victoriously, showing Nina how to point her forefinger and thumb to form a g, and then to slowly spell out âdogâ semi-successfully. Nina is so excited about it that she runs to Alexander and signs it out messily in front of him, squealing out the word as her fingers move. Itâs not quite right, but Alexander wags his tail nonetheless.
They slowly move through a five year oldâs vocabulary, plus anything her eye spots and she just has to know what that looks like in sign language. The word âbookâ comes up multiple times, and Nina soaks it up every time.
Tucker knocks on the door, stealing Ed and Ninaâs attention from the letter m for Ninaâs most recent daring request of the word âalchemy.â
âItâs late, boys, and Nina needs to go to bed soon,â Tucker says, smiling softly at the sad eyes Nina is giving him.
âBut Daddy, weâre playing!â
âDonât worry, Nina,â Al says, which Ed translates aloud. âWeâll come back tomorrow.â
âAnd we can talk with our fingers again?â Nina hugs Al, then moves over to hug Ed.
Ed laughs. âYeah, of course. Weâll talk with our fingers.â
--
The house is dark, when they get there. Itâs dark, and itâs cold, and thereâs a chill down Edâs spine.
Al, as soon as the door opens, grabs a handful of Edâs jacket. Ed, at another time, mightâve teased him, but not right now. Heâs glad to know where Al is, and to have someone at his back.
They find Tucker in his lab. Around him are the remnants of an alchemy circle; in front of him is what must be a chimera, hair long in its face. Tucker has his arms at his side and a smile like too many screws have been knocked loose.
âI did it,â he tells them. âI made a chimera that understands human speech!â
Ed has just a moment of euphoriaâthis is such a leap for alchemy, this is the kind of science thatâs exciting, thatâs groundbreaking, thatâs one step closer to shattering the definition of âpossibleââbefore he gets a good look at that array. Before he gets a good look at that array, and before the chimera turns to him and says, âBrother...Ed?â
Al canât even hear her, but from behind Ed, his grip tightens.
Hi everyone! It's that time of year when the fmabig bang is FINALLY coming to an end and we can share our works with ya'll!
I had the pleasure of doing an art piece for
@justanotherghostwriter and their cyberpunk AU!
Here is a snippet of the fic and a crop of my art!
As the kidâs arm once again became a sword and he advanced to where Ling was springing to his feet, a ringing voice suddenly filled the space. _âStop destroying the house.â_
Lingâs eyes snapped to the sound, his sword at the ready to block any attacks that would be launched while his attention was half stolen. But the kid stayed still in his periphery. Mustang, in rumpled old clothes, stood at the end of the hall with two of his team â the woman and the white-haired man â on either side. His subordinates had white-glowing handguns raised at Ling and Lan Fan, and Mustang had his infamous gloves on. Their glow was near indistinguishable; they looked like poor fashion choices instead of some of the most lethal weaponry on the market; a deadly secret that many would sell far too much to get hold of. They, like the rest of Mustang, hid in plain sight.
âThe neighbours are going to hear you,â Mustang snapped, glaring mostly at the blonde kid as though he had been playing a particularly loud game with his friends and not fighting for his life and Mustangâs secrets. âEverybody power down.â
Coming to an AO3 link near you on October 3rd: my year-long labour to mash Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood with elements of Leverage and the cyberpunk genre. Somehow, I got lucky enough to be paired with both @cyborgartalchemist and @sitdoodles, two wonderful artists.
If you want to go through the basic plot of FMAB but with a bit of Ling POV, lots more parental Roy and Riza and lots of cyberpunk, I'll be happy to link you on Sunday, Fullmetal Alchemist Day.
Previews of my pieces for fullmetal alchemist Big Bang 2021, theyâre based on scenes from a fic by @envythepalmtree with beta reader @miakwat and fellow artist @spoopy-sloth :-) @envythepalmtree put so much love and research into her work - all the details about like a 1900s Germany-ish environment and also about how chemistry works really impressed me lol đľ also very fun to read something so detailed and thought out which addresses head-on the fact that Roy looks azn in canon which like has always stuck in my mind lol. Everything will come out in full on October 3 !
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Hi everyone! It's that time of year when the fmabig bang is FINALLY coming to an end and we can share our works with ya'll!
I had the pleasure of doing an art piece for
@justanotherghostwriter and their cyberpunk AU!
Here is a snippet of the fic and a crop of my art!
As the kidâs arm once again became a sword and he advanced to where Ling was springing to his feet, a ringing voice suddenly filled the space. _âStop destroying the house.â_
Lingâs eyes snapped to the sound, his sword at the ready to block any attacks that would be launched while his attention was half stolen. But the kid stayed still in his periphery. Mustang, in rumpled old clothes, stood at the end of the hall with two of his team â the woman and the white-haired man â on either side. His subordinates had white-glowing handguns raised at Ling and Lan Fan, and Mustang had his infamous gloves on. Their glow was near indistinguishable; they looked like poor fashion choices instead of some of the most lethal weaponry on the market; a deadly secret that many would sell far too much to get hold of. They, like the rest of Mustang, hid in plain sight.
âThe neighbours are going to hear you,â Mustang snapped, glaring mostly at the blonde kid as though he had been playing a particularly loud game with his friends and not fighting for his life and Mustangâs secrets. âEverybody power down.â
Warnings: Racism, ableism, violence, genocide. Individual chapters will have content warnings at the beginning.
Summary: Roy Mustang grows up as a Xingese child in Amestris, where utility is everything. An ownvoices Xingese Roy fic, and a pre-canon character study that follows him from his childhood to his war crimes.
Excerpt:
[Context: In this scene, Roy is five years old. His mother's still alive.]
Mommyâs eyes grew sad. âNo,â she said. âHe wasnât.â
Why was she sad? Roy should do something to cheer her up. He picked up a stick and crouched by the riverbank, drawing letters in the dirt. R-O-Y. âThis is my name!â
Mommy smiled and crouched down beside him. âYes, it is!â
She picked up another stick and started etching something interesting in the dirt: çĺ˛
âWhatâs that?â Roy asked.
âItâs myâit was my name. In Xing.â
âWhat does it say?â
âWĂĄng ChĹng.â She pointed to the first character. âThis is my family name, Wang. Do you remember what it means?â
âIt means king!â
Mommy smiled. âYes!â
Roy brightened at the praise.
She pointed to the second character. âThis is my given name, Chong. You see those two dots? They represent little droplets of water. Chong means to wash away. In Xing, we sometimes choose names to bring good luck to our children. My family was going through some rough times when they had me, so they named me Chong to wash away our bad luck.â
âWhat about Julie Mustang?â
âMustang comes from your father. And I chose Julie because I just liked it.â
Roy cocked his head, thinking. âWhy not Chong Mustang?â
She laughed. âWell, for one thing, everyone would pronounce it like Chah-ng. And that sounds exactly like the Chang clan back in Xingâ I wouldnât want to be mistaken for a noble, and in a different clan no less!
âBut the important reason is that Iâm in Amestris now, and I need to be Amestrian. I donât look like them, but I need to follow their customs and their rules so that I can fit in as much as possible.â She stared at the river, seeing something that Roy didnât. âI guess I needed to wash away what happened with my clan, the reason I had to come here. And I needed to wash away the foreign parts of myself so you can be a good Amestrian citizen with a good life.â
Mommy dipped her hand in the river, splashing water over the strange characters. Her name washed away.
~~~
Thanks to @miakwat my amazing beta and @spoopy-sloth @wawayu my incredible artists!!
This is one of my best writing projects I've ever done. I loved giving my own take as an Asian American on how being Xingese would affect Roy's character. I loved writing how different adult figures in Roy's life shaped him into who he is, from Wang Chong (his Xingese mother) to Madame Christmas to his first alchemy teacher to Berthold Hawkeye. And I had so much to say about Amestrian society and Roy's path after he commits genocide. I'm so excited to share this with you guys on October 3rd đđ
On October 3rd⌠youâre going to be seeing a lot of Full Metal Alchemist, I can guarantee you that!
Countless artists and writers have worked together this year to bring you something wonderful to celebrate this anime series that has brought us happy memories we fondly recall, and at the same time- has emotionally smacked us with a baseball bat time and time again.
With this- I bring you previews of the art, and a little description of each scene youâll soon see this weekend, each piece dedicated to a scene in a story written by a loving fan, and passionate creator!
âEven a single screw out of place could throw an entire arm off, and yet through trial and error, she had managed to figure out how to do this reliably.
Auroraâs transmutations were the most beautiful thing Ed had ever seen in his life. Through those brief moments he could somehow see a little Winry, a little him, and a lot of someone entirely new.â (Labyrinth of Shadows, @edisacornballâ)
As fun as this dinner was turning out to be, it was clear that if they didnât behave themselves, even two well-known and respected public figures could be thrown out of a five-star restaurant without an ounce of mercy. (Aching Hours, @movequickly)
When something dire happens so suddenly, it seems like time comes to a standstill for you- but not anybody else. Do they not realize what is about to happen? How dangerous the situation is? A few moments will feel like an eternity until these moments, too, pass. (Aching Hours, @movequickly)
I for one, canât wait to have my socks blown off by these full stories, and for your socks to be blown off by the wonderful art of others!
Warnings: Violence, character death, description of character death
Summary: Trust was never something easily given by Edward Elric, The Fullmetal Alchemist. Itâd taken years for him to trust his commanding officer Roy Mustang. Now, with Maria Ross dead, that trust is gone and Ed is left to pick up the pieces. With a new commanding officer and a dangerous mission, can he find it in himself to trust those around him?
Your dance set my heart ablaze (and I don't want to put it out)
FMA Big Bang Fic Written by Musing_and_Music, illustrated and beta-read by @cyborgartalchemist
Rating: T
Warnings: Child abuse (past and present), and characters get injured (no graphic description)
Summary: The first time Roy Mustang sees Riza Hawkeye, she's dancing Firebird in the eponymous ballet.
The second time, her car has crashed and his reflexes as a firefighter save her.
The third time is three years later, when they really meet each other.
With the support of their friends, against life's hardships and despite difficult choices, their relationship will grow to something beautiful, a flame that no firefighter will dare put out.
Snippets
Art
Look at them! They look so happy! Thank you @cyborgartalchemist for your support and your work with this fic!
Story
"I don't want anything bad to happen to Ed and Al," she muttered. "They've already suffered too much in their lives."
Riza squeezed her shoulder lightly. She could understand her, as some memories of her own childhood came back in her mind. But it wasn't the place and time to think about that. For now, Winry needed support and comfort.
"I'll go buy you something to drink, it looks like you need it."
Winry nodded and Riza left, looking for the vending machine. She chose a hot chocolate for the girl and tea for herself. While she was waiting for the drinks to be poured into the cups, she looked around, memories flowing back to her.
Sheâd spent one awful week in this hospital, fighting the pain in her legs, being told by Rebecca that she would be okay, and avoiding all these journalists whoâd wanted to see her pain and talk about it. But the worst of all had been to realize that she wasnât anymore the woman sheâd used to be. One day she was a talented dancer, one of the best, acclaimed by all, and the other sheâd become nothing. A wounded woman who would not be able to walk for months, and unable to do what she loved, what her life had been for years now.
She shook her head. Now wasnât the time to revive her bad memories. But her heart remained clenched in her chest as she came back where Winry was waiting for her.
âWinry, I got hot chocolate for you⌠â she said before realizing the young dancer wasnât alone. Alphonse was sitting beside her, and a black-haired man was standing in front of them, back to her. She couldnât see anything else than broad shoulders under a black shirt and a nice stance.
âOh, Alphonse! Iâm glad youâre here, I think Winry will need your support.â The man turned around. âAnd you might be the firefighter Al talked about, mister...â
She was expecting a name. Instead she got a surprised glance. Two black eyes looking at her in awe, thin lips slightly parted, black brows lifted under equally black strands. He was good looking, and somehow his face seemed familiar to her.
âFirebird.â He gasped.
Under the cut you can find some details about the how and the why of this fic!
I can't wait to share it on Sunday!
This project has been inspired by the beginning of an unfinished fic that had never left the state of two hand-written pages. It was in a modern setting and Roy was a firefighter who fell in love with the woman living in the building across his street. It had nothing more, and was inspired by a French song "Elle est d'ailleurs" by Pierre Bachelet. As you'll read, this fic is totally different!
While writing, I loved planning the next parts! I had an outline planned, main events to tell, but the rest was totally free! And sometimes some things hit me and I was "I must write this!" or "This will fit perfectly here!". Making links between people and events was great too!
It's not the first time I write a modern AU, but it's the first time I write something so big (more than 50k words đ˛), directly in English! Usually I write in French then I translate, but here it would have been even longer to do.
I hope you'll like this fic! It's been a great adventure!
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[Image Description: Graphic that reads, "Labyrinth of Shadows. Coming October 3rd." End ID]
Title: Labyrinth of Shadows
Rating: Teen and up
Warnings: Character Death, Canon-typical Violence
Summary: Ever since tragedy struck the night his daughter was born, Edward Elric has comfortably settled into the role of single dad and college professor. What he hasn't gotten comfortable with is the fact that his teenage daughter, Aurora, seems to be obsessed with having adventures and following in his footsteps. But everything falls apart when a threatening note appears in her pocket, and the Fullmetal Alchemist has to leap into action once again. Now they're stuck in a maze of demons from Ed's past, plus someone who clearly has an old score to settle, and Aurora has to learn there are a lot more parts to being a hero that no one ever talked about.
Excerpt:
"I've already taken the liberty of signing you in, Mr. Elric," Elicia said, turning to follow him with her heels clicking against the stone floor.
"I told you to stop calling me mister," he grunted as he took a sip of his coffee. "Makes me feel old."
"Yes, Mr. Elric."
Of course she wasn't going to listen to him. She never did, but that never stopped him from protesting. It was the principle of the matter, after all. The day he stopped protesting being old would be the day he actually was old. Or at least, that was what he kept telling himself.
"So what's the damage this time, anyway?" he said, glancing up at the dial above the elevator doors as it slowly slid upwards.
"She managed to burst a couple of small water pipes, but the damage was minimal. The pipes have already been fixed."
Ed grunted into his coffee cup. "Well. At least it's better than last month."
When Ed got up to Mustang's office, he was greeted by a familiar sight. At this point, though, he wasn't sure whether it was familiar because of the number of times he had done this same routine, or whether it was familiar like he was having an out-of-body experience. Mustang was leaning back in his chair, his fingers steepled together and barely holding back an amused smirk. In front of him, an angry blond teenager stood at his desk, hands slammed down on the wood and braid whipping out over a red hoodie.
"Stop acting like you know everything, you stupid old man!"
"Aurora!" Ed snapped as he strode into the room. She turned to look at him, not at all looking chastised or even surprised that he was there, mostly just annoyed that he was interrupting her. Ed sighed, not having planned what he was going to say next. He had admittedly just wanted her to stop yelling at Mustang. Not because Mustang didn't deserve it. (Of course Mustang deserved it.) More because it made Ed a little embarrassed to realize just how much of a brat he must have really been, now that he was seeing the situation from an adult's perspective.
"Come on, isn't it enough that you keep causing chaos and interrupting his workday?" Ed sighed. "You don't have to bring the poor geezer's age into it too."
"Really going above and beyond to set a good example there, Fullmetal," Mustang said, his smirk widening. Ed made a face and finished off the last of his coffee.
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