FIC: Dog's Day
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Title: Dog's Day
Author: drummerdancer
Verse: None
Characters: Ed, Al
Word Count: 208
Prompt 274: One Of Those Days
Rating: K
Summary: He'd accomplished much in his short life. But sometimes, he accomplished nothing at all.
A/N: Kudos to anybody who knows where the title comes from ^^.
For all he’d accomplished in his relatively short life, Edward couldn’t help but have days where he did absolutely nothing at all. He’d wander around the house, grabbing at odds and ends like scraps of paper with half-drawn alchemy arrays and texts with dog-eared pages in the middle, looking at each finding for a couple of minutes before setting them aside, then standing up again to wander about.
It’s not that he didn’t want to focus on any of those things; they all had significance, they all needed his focus, they were all things he wanted to work on.
But on those days, he just couldn’t do anything. His brain stopped functioning, his mind stopped thinking, and instead, he simply wandered about aimlessly.
Al would find him later slouched on the couch, in the center of his organized (and not organized) mess. He’d grab the open book on his knee and the notebook with scribbles in his lap and set them on the table, noting how while everything looked to be in a different place, no real work had been accomplished in the chaos.
A blanket would be found for him; and, as Al walked away, he’d quietly say it was just ‘one of those days’.
Double posted @ fma_fic_contest