Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy/Ed/Pride // Kitty's List #04 Fingerpaint
Title: Icebox Van Gogh
Author/Artist: automailvariant
Pairing: Roy/Ed/Pride
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: G
"Why am I blue?"
"Same reason I'm red." A shrug. "'Sides. It doesn't look like he had enough paint to get it right."
"Yes, but blue?"
"There's yellow in there, too. See? Your stupid, serves-no-purpose rope thing and the epaulettes."
"At least he remembered the gloves."
"Yeah, after you 'accidentally' burned him that one time, I dunno how he could forget." A scowl, this time.
"He got between me and the fireplace."
A snort. "Whatever. Anyway. I like it."
"I've always questioned your taste."
"Including boyfriends?" A daring smirk to counter the one on the elder man's face.
"That's where I draw the line. That, and finger paints."
"I don't care. He obviously put a lot of work into it. He got my hair and coat."
"That hardly deems it icebox material."
"Should I put an 'A+' on it?"
"No. I'm taking it down."
"No, you're not. I like it, and it's staying. He likes it, too, and it's not fair."
"What's fair about hanging or not hanging a picture on the icebox?"
"If I drew one, you'd put it up. With that cheesy magnet you like so much."
"No, actually, I wouldn't. Iceboxes don't need decoration."
Another snort, and a mumble that included something about crap, knick-knack magnets and then a huff. "Fine. We'll just see about that."
***
"See, now, I like that much better."
"Pretty." The same voice, but a different person.
"Yeah, it's nice, even though Colonel Stupidhead doesn't like it."
"Stupidhead!"
A grin. "Yup! See, he does learn fast."
"Stupidhead!"
"Intelligence abounds today." A sigh. "Fine. Do what you like."
Grins, from both blondes. An eye roll from Colonel Stupidhead as he left Ed and Pride to their own devices. At least his finger painting had been in the center, tacked up with that terribly gaudy magnet from southern Drachma.
Author/Artist: automailvariant
Pairing: Roy/Ed/Pride
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: G
"Why am I blue?"
"Same reason I'm red." A shrug. "'Sides. It doesn't look like he had enough paint to get it right."
"Yes, but blue?"
"There's yellow in there, too. See? Your stupid, serves-no-purpose rope thing and the epaulettes."
"At least he remembered the gloves."
"Yeah, after you 'accidentally' burned him that one time, I dunno how he could forget." A scowl, this time.
"He got between me and the fireplace."
A snort. "Whatever. Anyway. I like it."
"I've always questioned your taste."
"Including boyfriends?" A daring smirk to counter the one on the elder man's face.
"That's where I draw the line. That, and finger paints."
"I don't care. He obviously put a lot of work into it. He got my hair and coat."
"That hardly deems it icebox material."
"Should I put an 'A+' on it?"
"No. I'm taking it down."
"No, you're not. I like it, and it's staying. He likes it, too, and it's not fair."
"What's fair about hanging or not hanging a picture on the icebox?"
"If I drew one, you'd put it up. With that cheesy magnet you like so much."
"No, actually, I wouldn't. Iceboxes don't need decoration."
Another snort, and a mumble that included something about crap, knick-knack magnets and then a huff. "Fine. We'll just see about that."
***
"See, now, I like that much better."
"Pretty." The same voice, but a different person.
"Yeah, it's nice, even though Colonel Stupidhead doesn't like it."
"Stupidhead!"
A grin. "Yup! See, he does learn fast."
"Stupidhead!"
"Intelligence abounds today." A sigh. "Fine. Do what you like."
Grins, from both blondes. An eye roll from Colonel Stupidhead as he left Ed and Pride to their own devices. At least his finger painting had been in the center, tacked up with that terribly gaudy magnet from southern Drachma.