He gestures to Al’s—everything, then throws Havoc a flat look. “See? Actual goddamn angel. Fresh from heaven ‘n shit.” The corner of Havoc’s mouth twitches. It would be more subtle if his cig didn’t jerk violently upward. “What about you?” he asks. “I’m loud and I’m fuckin’ mean,” says Ed. “I can’t refute that,” says Al.
Ed, Havoc, and Al (chp. 2)
maestoso by novalotypo (AO3) Fullmetal Alchemist – Teen #Alternate Universe #Canon Divergence #Fix-It of Sorts #Soloist Musician!AU #Time Travel #Edward Elric Swears #Grabs the plot by the throat and breaks it over his knee
Edward Elric is about eleven when he stands up, makes an extended effort to knock as many books off the old bastard’s shelves as he can, and says, “Fuck the military. Al, you interested in music at all?”
Everybody’s got their own ideas of retirement.
The Elrics don’t even do retirement, what with the world trying to blow itself up every other month, but this shit has got to take the fucking cake.
