For silken
After reading the latest chapter of St Edward and The Dragon I decided Ed needed a snuggle so here it is.
Roy left slamming the door behind him. Ed had finally done it, finally there was no one left who cared if he was here. He sat down on the couch and felt empty, felt like there was nothing left inside him that could break. He didn't want to be here when Roy got back, didn't want to be anywhere really.
There was a hollow popping and he looked up to see a woman with shoulder length brown hair and glasses. He was off the couch in an instant and had his automail blade pointed at her in short order.
"Hi Ed."
"How the hell did you get in here? How do you know my name?"
Her hand moved for her pocket. He grabbed her wrist to stop her.
"Don't move! What do you think you're doing?"
"I was just going to get my ID. I'm with the FGSTF."
"You had better start making sense."
She pulled a plastic card from her back pocket and handed it to him. It had her picture and a lot of official looking writing.
"My names Jillian, you can call me Jill if you'd like. As you can see I'm with the Fan Girl Snuggle Task Force a division of the FBI. We have determined that you are in need of immediate snuggling."
As she spoke the automail lowered and he took a closer look at the card. Stamped across the top was Fandom Bureau of Investigation, and underneath it was Fan Girl Snuggle Task Force.
"I've cracked haven't I? You're some kind of delusion I'm having because my minds finally gone and snapped."
"I'm not a delusion Ed, but even if I am isn't one that says you need to snuggle so bad."
"I don't need to snuggle."
She smiled oddly at him. "Perhaps need is too strong a word, but what other plans did you have for the evening. You could sit here and stew in the angst, or maybe go wander the city until you find some trouble to get into or a bridge to contemplate jumping off of. You could maybe even get stupendously drunk. Or we could sit on the couch and snuggle."
He stared at her ID card for a while before looking up and shrugging. "Sure whatever, but no funny business. You try anything and you'll be getting the business end of this." He said waving the automail blade at her before transmuting it back in to his arm.
"Of course, I'm not with the Convenient Romantic Interest Division. Although, I know there are plenty of fine men and women over there that would jump at the chance. You're quite catch Ed and you should remember that."
He blushed a little, "So umm where do we..."
"The couch will be fine don't you think?"
He sat at the very end of the couch back ramrod straight. She laughed and sat down next to him.
"Come on Ed, I'm not going to hurt you." She sat and waited. Eventually he loosened up, at first it was awkward and the had to work out how to fit together. She started talking to fill up the silence. She went on for over an hour telling him stories about star crossed lovers, time travelers, and interplanetary bounty hunters. Her voice was going to be shot. She wold have to request her next assignment be in a universe with DVD players.
A car pulled into the drive way and they both pulled away.
"Well I should be going. I wouldn't mention this to anyone. They'll think you're crazy."
And with a sharp crack she was gone.
Roy left slamming the door behind him. Ed had finally done it, finally there was no one left who cared if he was here. He sat down on the couch and felt empty, felt like there was nothing left inside him that could break. He didn't want to be here when Roy got back, didn't want to be anywhere really.
There was a hollow popping and he looked up to see a woman with shoulder length brown hair and glasses. He was off the couch in an instant and had his automail blade pointed at her in short order.
"Hi Ed."
"How the hell did you get in here? How do you know my name?"
Her hand moved for her pocket. He grabbed her wrist to stop her.
"Don't move! What do you think you're doing?"
"I was just going to get my ID. I'm with the FGSTF."
"You had better start making sense."
She pulled a plastic card from her back pocket and handed it to him. It had her picture and a lot of official looking writing.
"My names Jillian, you can call me Jill if you'd like. As you can see I'm with the Fan Girl Snuggle Task Force a division of the FBI. We have determined that you are in need of immediate snuggling."
As she spoke the automail lowered and he took a closer look at the card. Stamped across the top was Fandom Bureau of Investigation, and underneath it was Fan Girl Snuggle Task Force.
"I've cracked haven't I? You're some kind of delusion I'm having because my minds finally gone and snapped."
"I'm not a delusion Ed, but even if I am isn't one that says you need to snuggle so bad."
"I don't need to snuggle."
She smiled oddly at him. "Perhaps need is too strong a word, but what other plans did you have for the evening. You could sit here and stew in the angst, or maybe go wander the city until you find some trouble to get into or a bridge to contemplate jumping off of. You could maybe even get stupendously drunk. Or we could sit on the couch and snuggle."
He stared at her ID card for a while before looking up and shrugging. "Sure whatever, but no funny business. You try anything and you'll be getting the business end of this." He said waving the automail blade at her before transmuting it back in to his arm.
"Of course, I'm not with the Convenient Romantic Interest Division. Although, I know there are plenty of fine men and women over there that would jump at the chance. You're quite catch Ed and you should remember that."
He blushed a little, "So umm where do we..."
"The couch will be fine don't you think?"
He sat at the very end of the couch back ramrod straight. She laughed and sat down next to him.
"Come on Ed, I'm not going to hurt you." She sat and waited. Eventually he loosened up, at first it was awkward and the had to work out how to fit together. She started talking to fill up the silence. She went on for over an hour telling him stories about star crossed lovers, time travelers, and interplanetary bounty hunters. Her voice was going to be shot. She wold have to request her next assignment be in a universe with DVD players.
A car pulled into the drive way and they both pulled away.
"Well I should be going. I wouldn't mention this to anyone. They'll think you're crazy."
And with a sharp crack she was gone.