Drabble Theme Four: Library
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Before I leave for class, have a drabble. Go on, take it!
This one took me four months to finish. And then people yelled at me to continue it. Tell me what you think.
Theme Four: "Library"
Al had been wandering the library for a solid twenty minutes before he’d found his brother. He knew he was in here somewhere, the librarians had told him they’d seen him come in. But still, when Al had gone to their usual location, there was no sign that Ed had been there.
So he’d looked up and down aisles, in and out of rooms and in hidden corners. The entire second floor was searched, until Al headed downstairs again, and found Ed searching for books in a rather unusual section.
“Brother, what are you looking for?” Al had asked, attempting to lure his brother’s face out of the text he was currently reading.
Ed didn’t seem to notice though, as his eyes scanned the page so fast Al wondered if he was actually reading.
“Brother?” Al prompted again. “Brother!” Letting out a sigh, Al resorted to other ways of getting his brother around. “Hey, I heard there’s an all-you-can-eat buffet in the mess hall tonight!”
“Really?” Ed nearly shrieked, looking up from his book.
“No,” Al said without remorse, even as he watched the pout that formed on Ed’s face. “I was trying to get your attention, but you kept ignoring me.”
“I’m sorry Al! What did you want?” Ed was all ears now.
“What are you researching, brother?” Al asked again. He looked from the books around them to Ed’s face, and was surprised to see a blush across his brother’s cheeks. “Brother?”
“Oh, umm…just something for a report, ya know. Come on, I’m starved, let’s go find dinner.” Ed deposited the book back on the shelf, grabbed his brother’s gloved hand and dragged him out of the library so fast that Alphonse had to wonder what had gotten into his older brother.
But the next day the same thing happened. After a week, Al had stopped going to their old studying place in the library, and had started doing his own research. Ed seemed to be handing in a lot more reports than usual, and they hadn’t even gone on any missions lately. He’d gone with Ed one day to deliver a so-called ‘report,’ only to discover that Ed was watching the Colonel like a hawk. And not a predatory hawk either; the look in his brother’s eyes was entirely new.
When Al actually started to look at the title of the books that his brother was researching, he was even more surprised.
“‘The Art of Seduction’? Brother, what in the world are you researching?” Al asked as they combed the aisle of books again.
“It’s for a report!” Ed snapped quickly.
“What kind of report. We haven’t gone on a mission in almost a month!”
A librarian nearby shushed them, and Alphonse had the ability to make his armor look guilty. Ed just glared at her.
“Ed, I’m not stupid,” Al said, once the librarian had disappeared. “And I don’t think you’re going to find your answers here in this library.”
Ed looked like he’d been struck over the head with his own metal arm. “What are you talking about, Al?”
“I think the Colonel has a library,” Al started to say. “Why don’t you pay him a visit and see if he has the books you’re looking for?”
Ed’s face was more red than his coat. Giving his brother a shocked look, he dropped the book he was currently holding and dashed out of the library. Al wondered if maybe he should have warned the Colonel. But then again, the Colonel was a smart man; he’d probably realized all this much sooner than he or even his own brother had.
Still, the Colonel was surprised when he opened his door to find Edward standing there, panting for breath and his braid coming loose. Suddenly, Ed looked at a loss of words, and his eyes shifted around for a moment as he struggled to form a sentence.
Rarely did Ed look so flustered. But it was even rarer to see Ed on his own doorstep so late at night.
“Can I help you, Fullmetal?” Mustang asked.
Ed replied with a glare at first, but then he ducked his head down, shook his head until his braid whapped him in the side of the head, and looked up again. Now, Ed looked even more peculiar, but Mustang was far too confused to figure out what was going on.
“I was wondering if I could use your library, Colonel,” Ed asked. It almost looked like he’d been rehearsing that line. Mustang didn’t say anything for a moment; he couldn’t really, because now he was wondering what had happened to his cranky, youngest subordinate to make him so polite.
The boy was standing straight, and his hands weren’t shoved into his pockets. His head was cocked slightly to the side, and Mustang mentally slapped himself for using the word “adorable” to describe Fullmetal.
Wordlessly, Mustang stepped aside and allowed Fullmetal through the door, closing it softly behind them.
Before I leave for class, have a drabble. Go on, take it!
This one took me four months to finish. And then people yelled at me to continue it. Tell me what you think.
Theme Four: "Library"
Al had been wandering the library for a solid twenty minutes before he’d found his brother. He knew he was in here somewhere, the librarians had told him they’d seen him come in. But still, when Al had gone to their usual location, there was no sign that Ed had been there.
So he’d looked up and down aisles, in and out of rooms and in hidden corners. The entire second floor was searched, until Al headed downstairs again, and found Ed searching for books in a rather unusual section.
“Brother, what are you looking for?” Al had asked, attempting to lure his brother’s face out of the text he was currently reading.
Ed didn’t seem to notice though, as his eyes scanned the page so fast Al wondered if he was actually reading.
“Brother?” Al prompted again. “Brother!” Letting out a sigh, Al resorted to other ways of getting his brother around. “Hey, I heard there’s an all-you-can-eat buffet in the mess hall tonight!”
“Really?” Ed nearly shrieked, looking up from his book.
“No,” Al said without remorse, even as he watched the pout that formed on Ed’s face. “I was trying to get your attention, but you kept ignoring me.”
“I’m sorry Al! What did you want?” Ed was all ears now.
“What are you researching, brother?” Al asked again. He looked from the books around them to Ed’s face, and was surprised to see a blush across his brother’s cheeks. “Brother?”
“Oh, umm…just something for a report, ya know. Come on, I’m starved, let’s go find dinner.” Ed deposited the book back on the shelf, grabbed his brother’s gloved hand and dragged him out of the library so fast that Alphonse had to wonder what had gotten into his older brother.
But the next day the same thing happened. After a week, Al had stopped going to their old studying place in the library, and had started doing his own research. Ed seemed to be handing in a lot more reports than usual, and they hadn’t even gone on any missions lately. He’d gone with Ed one day to deliver a so-called ‘report,’ only to discover that Ed was watching the Colonel like a hawk. And not a predatory hawk either; the look in his brother’s eyes was entirely new.
When Al actually started to look at the title of the books that his brother was researching, he was even more surprised.
“‘The Art of Seduction’? Brother, what in the world are you researching?” Al asked as they combed the aisle of books again.
“It’s for a report!” Ed snapped quickly.
“What kind of report. We haven’t gone on a mission in almost a month!”
A librarian nearby shushed them, and Alphonse had the ability to make his armor look guilty. Ed just glared at her.
“Ed, I’m not stupid,” Al said, once the librarian had disappeared. “And I don’t think you’re going to find your answers here in this library.”
Ed looked like he’d been struck over the head with his own metal arm. “What are you talking about, Al?”
“I think the Colonel has a library,” Al started to say. “Why don’t you pay him a visit and see if he has the books you’re looking for?”
Ed’s face was more red than his coat. Giving his brother a shocked look, he dropped the book he was currently holding and dashed out of the library. Al wondered if maybe he should have warned the Colonel. But then again, the Colonel was a smart man; he’d probably realized all this much sooner than he or even his own brother had.
Still, the Colonel was surprised when he opened his door to find Edward standing there, panting for breath and his braid coming loose. Suddenly, Ed looked at a loss of words, and his eyes shifted around for a moment as he struggled to form a sentence.
Rarely did Ed look so flustered. But it was even rarer to see Ed on his own doorstep so late at night.
“Can I help you, Fullmetal?” Mustang asked.
Ed replied with a glare at first, but then he ducked his head down, shook his head until his braid whapped him in the side of the head, and looked up again. Now, Ed looked even more peculiar, but Mustang was far too confused to figure out what was going on.
“I was wondering if I could use your library, Colonel,” Ed asked. It almost looked like he’d been rehearsing that line. Mustang didn’t say anything for a moment; he couldn’t really, because now he was wondering what had happened to his cranky, youngest subordinate to make him so polite.
The boy was standing straight, and his hands weren’t shoved into his pockets. His head was cocked slightly to the side, and Mustang mentally slapped himself for using the word “adorable” to describe Fullmetal.
Wordlessly, Mustang stepped aside and allowed Fullmetal through the door, closing it softly behind them.