[The chanter flickers on to show Alfons asleep in his bed. There's obvious dark circles under his eyes, as he's barely gotten a few hours' sleep total over the past few days. Maybe tonight will be different...
... or maybe not, as it seems that he's starting to stir.
Alfons' brows furrow, his jaw setting slightly as he starts to let out small,
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Whaz goin' on?
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I had a... dream.
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Did something happen to Al? To you? The shop?
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It was about you and Alphonse...
[Don't let him know the truth.]
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What happened? Was Al sick? Hurt? Bleeding? Tell me what happened.
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Alfons shrugs a little at that.]
I don't remember much--
[Liar, you remember it all!]
--but... I saw Alphonse on the floor and it... felt like you were gone.
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What happened, Alfons, what. Happened.
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[Alfons bites at his lip, putting up quite the convincing act, as if it hurts to remember it.
Maybe Edward wants to hurt me, is that why he's so nosy about this?]
Alphonse was... B-But before that, he... He said something about 'home'. That's all he said before...
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-=pauses, and something flickers in his eyes.=-
Where's Alphonse?
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[All I said. Alfons' eyes narrow at Edward's question and he bristles slightly at the accusation in his tone.]
I don't know.
[But of course I know. He's in his bedroom, Edward.]
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Why don't you know, Alfons? You're his friend, aren't you?
Don't friends know where their friends are? Unless... something happened.
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Really, Edward. I don't know. He should be in his room, since it's nighttime.
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If I find.. anything wrong with him, I'm coming to you for answers.
-=Muttering about crazy dreams as he swerves, turning away to go find his brother.=-
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Alfons merely sits in place, watching quietly as Edward leaves.]
There's nothing wrong with him.
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