Three day challenge (Fullmetal Alchemist T)
Title: Al The Chef Strikes Again
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Msutang & Wrath
Prompt: Table 54 prompt 4 setting down for dinner
Words: 350 ish
Rating: T
Warnings:None
Summary:Roy and Wrath plot the death of pasta.
Thanks to lynx212 for the beta
Wrath was so busy poking at the baking dish that sat before him, that he never heard Roy walk in the house let alone the room.
“Wrath, Russell asked me to return this platter,” Roy explained as he placed the serving dish on the table and sat next to the former sin. "What is that?” Roy asked eying the dish.
“Its lasagna based off my hunter's stew,” was as far as Wrath got before Roy grabbed the fork and took a huge mouthful.
Wrath took pity on Roy and handed him a napkin to spit the mouthful out into. “What the fuck is that monstrosity.” Roy asked after taking a long swallow out of Wrath's juice glass.
“Al made me what he dubbed hunter's lasagna. It’s based off the same recipe as my stew… sort of.” Wrath sighed as he poked the dish a few more times and he could have sworn it gurgled. I fix it by hunting around the kitchen and when I find something stew worthy I toss it in.” Wrath explained but was cut off when Roy started moaning, “Your stew tastes great. There are chefs in five-star restaurants that can come close to that dish. There have been fist fights at Ed's over what was left in the bottom of the pot when you send them the leftovers for lunches.”
It warmed Wrath's heart to hear that, he was glad after all the trouble he had caused Ed over the years that his brother-in-law at least reaped the benefits of his cooking.
“As far as I can tell without actually eating it,” Wrath only tempted food poisoning by his husband's hand when Al was in the same room. “I am pretty sure he substituted leftover pesto for the tomato sauce. I am betting the meat is the curried beef from two nights ago, and worst of all the ricotta is replaced with strawberry cream cheese,” he finished as he tried not to lurch.
Roy shuddered and grabbed the pan, “there is only one thing we can do, Wrath. We must kill it!” Roy said with a manic gleam in his eye.
“Kill it?” Wrath all but squeaked.
“Yes, out back behind Ed and Russell’s house we can kill it, with fire,” he shouted as he drug Wrath out of the house before Al returned home.
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist
Pairing: Roy Msutang & Wrath
Prompt: Table 54 prompt 4 setting down for dinner
Words: 350 ish
Rating: T
Warnings:None
Summary:Roy and Wrath plot the death of pasta.
Thanks to lynx212 for the beta
Wrath was so busy poking at the baking dish that sat before him, that he never heard Roy walk in the house let alone the room.
“Wrath, Russell asked me to return this platter,” Roy explained as he placed the serving dish on the table and sat next to the former sin. "What is that?” Roy asked eying the dish.
“Its lasagna based off my hunter's stew,” was as far as Wrath got before Roy grabbed the fork and took a huge mouthful.
Wrath took pity on Roy and handed him a napkin to spit the mouthful out into. “What the fuck is that monstrosity.” Roy asked after taking a long swallow out of Wrath's juice glass.
“Al made me what he dubbed hunter's lasagna. It’s based off the same recipe as my stew… sort of.” Wrath sighed as he poked the dish a few more times and he could have sworn it gurgled. I fix it by hunting around the kitchen and when I find something stew worthy I toss it in.” Wrath explained but was cut off when Roy started moaning, “Your stew tastes great. There are chefs in five-star restaurants that can come close to that dish. There have been fist fights at Ed's over what was left in the bottom of the pot when you send them the leftovers for lunches.”
It warmed Wrath's heart to hear that, he was glad after all the trouble he had caused Ed over the years that his brother-in-law at least reaped the benefits of his cooking.
“As far as I can tell without actually eating it,” Wrath only tempted food poisoning by his husband's hand when Al was in the same room. “I am pretty sure he substituted leftover pesto for the tomato sauce. I am betting the meat is the curried beef from two nights ago, and worst of all the ricotta is replaced with strawberry cream cheese,” he finished as he tried not to lurch.
Roy shuddered and grabbed the pan, “there is only one thing we can do, Wrath. We must kill it!” Roy said with a manic gleam in his eye.
“Kill it?” Wrath all but squeaked.
“Yes, out back behind Ed and Russell’s house we can kill it, with fire,” he shouted as he drug Wrath out of the house before Al returned home.