11. Can I break the spell of the typical?

[ittybityprodigy]

I'd point out that my journal turned into this great statue thing, but I guess people already said that. Would've liked to have kept it.

Damn. Wonder what it was.

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[rustyarmor]

[Fullmetal sat across the room, staring at his brother, who seemed to be ridden with glee.]

Really now...

[ittybityprodigy]

[Alchemy pauses from his scribbling and looks up.]

What?

[rustyarmor]

[He lifts Steak up and puts the sedentary creature on the couch beside him before looking back at his brother.]

You're just like a child, pulling a prank like that.

[He shakes his head, although it's clear that he's amused by it as well.]

[ittybityprodigy]

[He does something of a pout.]

It wasn't a prank.

[Pause as he replies to someone.]

... Mostly.

[rustyarmor]

[Fullmetal brings a finger to his forehead and pulls a pose that says "I don't believe you".]

You could have warned people first. Or chosen something less weird to transmute it into.

[He knew his brother wouldn't agree that the gargoyle was weird, but really... it was.]

[ittybityprodigy]

[He continues to look put out.]

They're not weird. It was the best thing. People wouldn't have noticed if it just turned into a cat or something.

[Fullmetal just didn't understand the essence of good decor taste, that was all.]

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[rustyarmor]

[Obviously, the brothers had differing ideas in what would be considered tasteful; Fullmetal liked to think his tastes were normal, whereas his brothers were somewhat freaky.]

They would have been less frightened if it was a cat. And what's wrong with cats anyway?

[Right on cue Jan walked by. The cat sidled up to Alchemy and began to wretch, a sure sign that a hairball was coming.]

[ittybityprodigy]

But people wouldn't have noticed. Nothing's wrong with cats. They're just too normal for this sort of experiment.

[Alchemy was just replying to Code as Jan's throwing up began. He leapt up and began to fling the journal across the room. Jan was scooped up and tossed onto Fullmetal's lap.]

That's exactly what's wrong with cats! That one is always throwing up all over me and my stuff!

[codenamewiccan]

Yeah, a dragon would have been better. [A pause.] Or like,

[Like what? Oh.] a doorknob. No one finds that harmful. Dragon migggght not have been a good idea either.

[But still cool and he covers his face to keep from laughing.]

That's what's wrong with cats.

[rustyarmor]

I think a dragon would definitely have been just as bad...

[Fullmetal immediately held Jan away from his body, allowing the cat to puke on the coffee table in front of him. Although it would have been just as easy to clean either himself or the table, he still didn't want to be vomited on.]

She's still a good cat! She just gets sick more easily.

[He had to admit he didn't really like the constant upchucking either, but he'd never turn the cat out.]

[ittybityprodigy]

[He retrieved his journal and shook it a few more times.]

Then get her to some animal doctor.

[Arrghh. If Fullmetal seriously insisted on all these animals underfoot, he should deal with their medical problems.]

I swear... the next time I find her hairballs in my shoes, I'm throwing her out.

[Except he never really could do something so heartless, really. Fullmetal would never forgive him.]

[codenamewiccan]

A dragon might have been worse.

[He didn't mind the cats, but the puking? He minded that as much as the stink bug incident. Code wrote something down and tapped his pen on his journal.]

Could be something she can't help but, echoing the lover of gothic decor - might want to take her to a doc.

[A pause.] Uhuh, and next time you come home smelling like a garbage disposal?

[stink bug, dude. Stink bug.]

[rustyarmor]

Do they have a vet here? I guess I could try medical, too.

[Fullmetal silently glares at Alchemy for saying he'd throw Jan out. He stands up, partially so he can go to the kitchen to get a cloth and clean up the vomit, partially because he wants to loom over his brother for the comment.]

You're definitely not going to just throw her out! There are dangerous animals out there!

[He puts Jan down next to Steak and makes for the kitchen before stopping to ask Code.]

... like a garbage disposal? What kind of stuff did he get into?

[ittybityprodigy]

She's out if she pukes on me again.

[Clearly, the looming has not yet been enforced as a means of subtle pressure.

Okay, maybe it is. Not that Alchemy would admit it. He instead focuses on Code's comment.]

What the hell is a garbage disposal?

[codenamewiccan]

You could always ask around, or try the on site Vet at Farmland.

[Being loomed over by someone taller felt familiar so he watched the brother spat continue almost curiously. He and Dash were different, tossing banter back and forth faster than an impressive Basketball game.]

[Oh right FM had forgot...which was a blessing and a curse. Blessing because they could start fresh together and a curse because he'd known so much and gotten back a lot.]

He tried to climb to the top of the Tree, stink bug gassed him for his troubles. He smelled bad for a whole week. I'm not talking 'ew go wash' bad. I'm getting at 'Did you eat something and throw it back up and drag it through the trash heaps?' bad.

A garbage disposal is a machine that goes in the side sink, its like..a blender but to make processing the trash easier. And if you don't clean it, it smells something fierce.