2nd Exchange

[prodigal_hands]

:: Edward was a bit pleased with himself. He had dug up some books and was in the lounge reading up on music theory, of all things

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[gentle_alchemy]

::Running up to him from the corridor::

Hey, Ed! ::It seems he's carrying a large book with him::

[prodigal_hands]

Oh, Al.

::Seeing the book:: What are you up to today?

[gentle_alchemy]

I found this book in the lounge.

It seems like a storybook of some kind. ::Hands it to him::

[prodigal_hands]

::Looking it over, skeptical::

I see. What makes this one interesting?

[gentle_alchemy]

Well, I'd never heard of those stories before.

[prodigal_hands]

Heh, well. Why don't you read them?

I know you're plenty old enough that you need me to do that for you. ::Grins::

[gentle_alchemy]

::Smirks, knowing what Ed is getting at::

Am I now, Brother?

[prodigal_hands]

Is that what you want? Keep in mind I am a little occupied at the moment.

[gentle_alchemy]

Oh... ::Seems a little sad::

[prodigal_hands]

... ::Notices Al's expression::

Well, I'm sorry, Al. If it means that much to you...

[gentle_alchemy]

You do know what today is, don't you?

[prodigal_hands]

Huh? ::No clue::

Can I get a hint?

[gentle_alchemy]

It's March 10th.

[prodigal_hands]

::Gets a sinking feeling, then realizes::

Ha... yeah, of course. Happy Birthday, Al! ::Pretending he knew all along::

[gentle_alchemy]

::Isn't falling for it::

You forgot, didn't you...?

[prodigal_hands]

::Sighs::

I just lost track of the time. I haven't had much interest in looking at calendars, all things considered.