Jul 09, 2008 22:29
*It had been a long time since Alfons had really had fun. Most of the time he was busy trying to prevent his own death. Even free days were rare and unforeseen...
Alfons was already sitting down on the hill, basket in hand, looking up at the sky.
So many stars...
...
He should have done this sooner.................
But he hadn't thought about sitting here. More just staring out the window of his apartment...
Brushing some hair out of his face and wrapping his coat around himself, he waited.*
fletcher tringham: russelsprout,
alfons heiderich: alfonsrepeats,
edward elric: elricism