[Fullmetal Alchemist][Riza/Scieszka/Winry][#8--exagerrate] [#29--old fashioned][#23--philosophy]
Title: Exagerrate
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #8 - exagerrate
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
Riza was fighting the intense desire to roll her eyes. Honestly, this was a bit much. And she should be used to this by now.
They tended to overreact in these moments. There had never been any real danger to any of them. She would never have let them accompany her if there had been.
She had to remind herself that Scieszka and Winry were both quite a bit younger than she was and therefore not used to HIDING their emotions.
Still . . . she could have lived without the whimpering. It made her angry and made her want to shoot something, usually whatever was causing them to make that noise.
Riza generally blamed the tendency on Winry’s association with the Elrics and Scieszka’s love affair with the written word.
Riza cocked her gun and pointed it squarely at the man with the knife.
It was rather like the way the guys tended to turn everything into an even bigger deal than it was. The fiasco with the Thirteenth Warehouse came to mind.
It made sense that the guys were so fond of Winry and Scieszka . They all seemed to enjoy pandemonium . Or at least the idea of pandemonium, because at the moment neither Winry nor Scieszka seemed to be enjoying themselves.
By the time this story made it back to Central, there will somehow have been twenty men and several bombs. . .possibly alchemy instead of the two men and the penknife that were in front of them now.
The same way that the story of how Riza had ended up with them had gotten twisted around until Riza didn’t recognize it anymore.
She didn’t remember being overly enthusiastic. She didn’t remember much of anything.
Riza suspected that they had taken inactivity to be acquiescence.
Title: Classic
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #29 - old fashioned
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
“Would you be seen in public with me in this?”
Riza and Scieszka both spun around to look as Winry stormed into the room. Riza’s mouth fell open and Scieszka ducked her head to keep from laughing.
Winry looked furious. The dress she wore went well past her feet. All white with lace everywhere. The neck went up under her chin and the sleeves fell down over her hands.
“Maybe they got the wrong size?” Riza said.
But it was clearly more than that. This was something from another century. Why Pinako had thought Winry would want something like that was beyond comprehension.
Winry was storming towards the telephone.
“It’s classic,” Riza said.
Winry scowled. “ ‘Classic’ means ‘Ancient’.”
“I’ve seen a picture of something like that once,” Scieszka said. “The book was rather old, though. It was falling apart. . .”
This didn’t seem to have helped much.
Winry snatched the phone up. She paused and turned back to look at them.
“I think Grandma’s trying to tell me something.”
Title: Three in the Morning
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #23 - philosophy
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
Riza rather wished Scieszka would get over this fascination with this text she had turned up.
The stories had made no sense. Or rather they had made sense, but not the sense Riza suspected they were supposed to make. They all talked about something outlandish - usually something to do with a grasshopper . . . caterpillar or something. She’d ask Winry, but suspected Winry didn’t understand them anymore than she did.
There was supposedly some great truth behind each story. Riza had thought they were fairy stories at first. But apparently they had been written by some great philosopher.
Which explained why Edward had had them in the first place.
There had been one about monkeys. Riza distinctly remembered that. Something about a zookeeper changing how many nuts or berries they got in the morning with how many they got at night. She’d picked up on the idea that it was people’s perceptions that made truth.
Mostly she remembered thinking it odd that a man who had lived three thousand years ago had been writing about monkeys in a zoo.
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #8 - exagerrate
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
Riza was fighting the intense desire to roll her eyes. Honestly, this was a bit much. And she should be used to this by now.
They tended to overreact in these moments. There had never been any real danger to any of them. She would never have let them accompany her if there had been.
She had to remind herself that Scieszka and Winry were both quite a bit younger than she was and therefore not used to HIDING their emotions.
Still . . . she could have lived without the whimpering. It made her angry and made her want to shoot something, usually whatever was causing them to make that noise.
Riza generally blamed the tendency on Winry’s association with the Elrics and Scieszka’s love affair with the written word.
Riza cocked her gun and pointed it squarely at the man with the knife.
It was rather like the way the guys tended to turn everything into an even bigger deal than it was. The fiasco with the Thirteenth Warehouse came to mind.
It made sense that the guys were so fond of Winry and Scieszka . They all seemed to enjoy pandemonium . Or at least the idea of pandemonium, because at the moment neither Winry nor Scieszka seemed to be enjoying themselves.
By the time this story made it back to Central, there will somehow have been twenty men and several bombs. . .possibly alchemy instead of the two men and the penknife that were in front of them now.
The same way that the story of how Riza had ended up with them had gotten twisted around until Riza didn’t recognize it anymore.
She didn’t remember being overly enthusiastic. She didn’t remember much of anything.
Riza suspected that they had taken inactivity to be acquiescence.
Title: Classic
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #29 - old fashioned
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
“Would you be seen in public with me in this?”
Riza and Scieszka both spun around to look as Winry stormed into the room. Riza’s mouth fell open and Scieszka ducked her head to keep from laughing.
Winry looked furious. The dress she wore went well past her feet. All white with lace everywhere. The neck went up under her chin and the sleeves fell down over her hands.
“Maybe they got the wrong size?” Riza said.
But it was clearly more than that. This was something from another century. Why Pinako had thought Winry would want something like that was beyond comprehension.
Winry was storming towards the telephone.
“It’s classic,” Riza said.
Winry scowled. “ ‘Classic’ means ‘Ancient’.”
“I’ve seen a picture of something like that once,” Scieszka said. “The book was rather old, though. It was falling apart. . .”
This didn’t seem to have helped much.
Winry snatched the phone up. She paused and turned back to look at them.
“I think Grandma’s trying to tell me something.”
Title: Three in the Morning
Author: ninkasa
Theme: #23 - philosophy
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist [Hagane no Renkinjutsushi]
Pairing: Riza/Scieszka/Winry
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Square Enix, Bones, Funimation and Arakawa-sensei own them. I'm just borrowing them.
Riza rather wished Scieszka would get over this fascination with this text she had turned up.
The stories had made no sense. Or rather they had made sense, but not the sense Riza suspected they were supposed to make. They all talked about something outlandish - usually something to do with a grasshopper . . . caterpillar or something. She’d ask Winry, but suspected Winry didn’t understand them anymore than she did.
There was supposedly some great truth behind each story. Riza had thought they were fairy stories at first. But apparently they had been written by some great philosopher.
Which explained why Edward had had them in the first place.
There had been one about monkeys. Riza distinctly remembered that. Something about a zookeeper changing how many nuts or berries they got in the morning with how many they got at night. She’d picked up on the idea that it was people’s perceptions that made truth.
Mostly she remembered thinking it odd that a man who had lived three thousand years ago had been writing about monkeys in a zoo.