#goldenedward

[Good, I'm glad, because I just kinda went off there. LOL

[Hi, and THANK YOU! <3 

asdhfgkjashf I really dislike it when people throw surface-level hate on other characters with clearly no care to the actual depth and development underneath. They forget that these characters are still people. They're flawed, they make mistakes, and that's good because that's what makes them real.

No well-written character is going to do no wrong and be perfect in every way. That's bland, boring and unrealistic. I want characters to challenge my line of thinking. I want characters that will make me scream at them. I want characters that will make me cry and hurt and want to just hold them close because, even if sometimes I don't agree with them, I still love them because they made me fall in love with them via their triumphs and failures.

"Okay, she's in the basement now," Alphonse whispered quickly to his brother as they peeked from behind the doorway, shoulder to shoulder. He nudged the other lightly. "Let's get out of here before she comes back." Making sure to take the utmost care in quietly maneuvering his crutches across the already creaky wooden floor, the younger Elric followed his ponytailed sibling out the door and into the fresh, welcoming sunlight, gently pressing the door into its frame until he heard a short click. He heaved a grateful sigh, squinting at the open earth's sudden brightness and life. He wouldn't let himself think finally just yet, but he wanted to.

Stopping for a moment to glance up at Ed and exchange grins, Al hobbled down the porch steps and the two of them started down the dirt road, still listening for angry stomps and unintelligible shouts. As though not to jinx their chances of escape, neither turned his head or uttered a word until the Rockbell house stood out of eye shot, the sounds of crumbling dirt against feet and distant chirps filling their ears.

Once far enough, Al finally let his eyes wander to his brother's face. Stray locks of hair fluttered in the calm breeze, his molten eyes still focused and determined, defined jaw still clenched and head facing the road. The younger Elric waited, folding his lips into his mouth, his stomach muscles tightening--but he couldn't hold back anymore. A loud burst of laughter finally forced itself from his lungs, cutting the silence around them and causing several nearby birds to take flight. Tiny creases formed at the corner of the blonde's eyes, his teeth glinting against the sun.

"We did it!" he managed, beaming from ear to ear and wanting badly to hold his stomach that began to ache. Deeply breathing in the new air with his neck craned to the blue dome above, Alphonse daringly, victoriously held one arm up, balancing with the other and bumping arms with Ed. "We're free!"

“…I should have known it was you, Brother.”