Prompt 227, Mixup, A Gleam in Golden Eyes
Title: A Gleam in Golden Eyes
Author: zippitgood
Timeline: Either
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Trisha Elric, Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric
Rating: G
Word Count: 250
Author’s Notes: This is super fluffy and sweet. Also, Baby Ed is precious.
Summary: She looks at her two boys and worries about their future.
"Edward, honey, please don't poke your brother." Trisha snags Ed's hand before he reaches the sleeping bundle of blankets beside her and tucks it back by his side. Ed's barely one and he can say "no" and "yes" and "maybe" but doesn't understand what they mean.
He's curious. Like his father. Those golden eyes gleam under unruly golden hair and she sees so much of Hohenheim in Ed already. His curiosity and the defiant cast to his eyes when he doesn't get what he wants.
Alphonse...Alphonse is like her. Sweet in temperament and calmly curious about the world when he isn't eating or sleeping. She wonders if Ed thinks Alphonse is a mix up. Something they brought home that doesn't belong. It wouldn't surprise her if Ed did. He's so young but she can tell he's not the same as other children.
His eyes shine with an intelligence that she's never seen in another child's eyes. His brother's gleam with it too and she worries that her boys, her sweet boys, will get themselves into trouble.
She smoothes her hand over Ed's spikey hair and rubs a smudge of food from the corner of his mouth. She caught him trying to feed Alphonse some of his baby food this morning and that was after he tried to feed him toy blocks and grass and dirt. Already her little scientist.
Trisha shakes her head and smiles as Ed dozes off. Her sweet boys. She looks forward to seeing them grow up.
Author: zippitgood
Timeline: Either
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Trisha Elric, Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric
Rating: G
Word Count: 250
Author’s Notes: This is super fluffy and sweet. Also, Baby Ed is precious.
Summary: She looks at her two boys and worries about their future.
"Edward, honey, please don't poke your brother." Trisha snags Ed's hand before he reaches the sleeping bundle of blankets beside her and tucks it back by his side. Ed's barely one and he can say "no" and "yes" and "maybe" but doesn't understand what they mean.
He's curious. Like his father. Those golden eyes gleam under unruly golden hair and she sees so much of Hohenheim in Ed already. His curiosity and the defiant cast to his eyes when he doesn't get what he wants.
Alphonse...Alphonse is like her. Sweet in temperament and calmly curious about the world when he isn't eating or sleeping. She wonders if Ed thinks Alphonse is a mix up. Something they brought home that doesn't belong. It wouldn't surprise her if Ed did. He's so young but she can tell he's not the same as other children.
His eyes shine with an intelligence that she's never seen in another child's eyes. His brother's gleam with it too and she worries that her boys, her sweet boys, will get themselves into trouble.
She smoothes her hand over Ed's spikey hair and rubs a smudge of food from the corner of his mouth. She caught him trying to feed Alphonse some of his baby food this morning and that was after he tried to feed him toy blocks and grass and dirt. Already her little scientist.
Trisha shakes her head and smiles as Ed dozes off. Her sweet boys. She looks forward to seeing them grow up.