prompt 338// kitten// From Xing, With Love
Title -- From Xing, With Love.
Author-- cornerofmadness
series -- manga
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Ed, Al, Mustang and the tachi
Word Count --
Warning -- fluff
Summary -- Al didn’t expect this gift.
Author’s Note --Ugh this is a tough time of year to sneak in one more writing commitment! And then it wanted to be too long. Figures. Couldn’t let this one go by (even if I am late!)
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Al said he won’t cry, not matter how hard the physical therapy was, no matter how bad the pain. He was too grateful for tears. Al had his body back. Edward was alive. What more could he ask for?
Edward had been discharged from the hospital had was crashing in the colonel’s spare bedroom of all places. Al wondered if Miss Hawkeye snuck into the house nightly just to keep the peace. Ed came to the hospital daily for his own therapy on his newly restored arm, and there was no way he was going to let his mostly bedbound brother just lie in the hospital on his own.
Today, he came with Mustang and Mustang’s entire crew. They filled the hospital room to the bursting point and all of them had such big grins Al wondered what was up.
“Why is everyone smiling?”
“We’re happy to see you?” Havoc asked, still in his wheelchair.
“Try again,” Al wasn’t falling for that.
“We brought you a gift,” Hawkeye said, stepping aside so Fuery could get closer carrying a big military courier satchel.
“My sister brought back their mother from Xing,” Mustang said. “Surprise, she was pregnant. She said you could have two. I’m keeping them for now.”
Al opened the satchel to see they had smuggled in five kittens, all creamy fluffy with blue legs, tail ears and a mask. They were the softest things Al had every felt. He couldn’t speak. Tears of joy spoke for him.
Author-- cornerofmadness
series -- manga
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Ed, Al, Mustang and the tachi
Word Count --
Warning -- fluff
Summary -- Al didn’t expect this gift.
Author’s Note --Ugh this is a tough time of year to sneak in one more writing commitment! And then it wanted to be too long. Figures. Couldn’t let this one go by (even if I am late!)
XXX
Al said he won’t cry, not matter how hard the physical therapy was, no matter how bad the pain. He was too grateful for tears. Al had his body back. Edward was alive. What more could he ask for?
Edward had been discharged from the hospital had was crashing in the colonel’s spare bedroom of all places. Al wondered if Miss Hawkeye snuck into the house nightly just to keep the peace. Ed came to the hospital daily for his own therapy on his newly restored arm, and there was no way he was going to let his mostly bedbound brother just lie in the hospital on his own.
Today, he came with Mustang and Mustang’s entire crew. They filled the hospital room to the bursting point and all of them had such big grins Al wondered what was up.
“Why is everyone smiling?”
“We’re happy to see you?” Havoc asked, still in his wheelchair.
“Try again,” Al wasn’t falling for that.
“We brought you a gift,” Hawkeye said, stepping aside so Fuery could get closer carrying a big military courier satchel.
“My sister brought back their mother from Xing,” Mustang said. “Surprise, she was pregnant. She said you could have two. I’m keeping them for now.”
Al opened the satchel to see they had smuggled in five kittens, all creamy fluffy with blue legs, tail ears and a mask. They were the softest things Al had every felt. He couldn’t speak. Tears of joy spoke for him.