dream 003 ⊕ If only this were real
Effects: Feelings of happiness and carefreeness
Note: As always, since Al technically doesn't dream, he has blacked out somewhere in the middle of the day quite suddenly. Note if it'll be action, otherwise I'll assume it's video via dreamberry! If you decide to lift up his armor to take a look, Al'll be waking up just in time to stop you~
Warning: Er... slightly spoiler for the very beginning of FullMetal Alchemist? It's kind of something everyone probably already knows, but warning for it nonetheless.
A suit of armor was making it's way down the street when suddenly, it falls backwards onto the ground. It remains motionless in the middle of Somni; care to approach it?
This is a home. It is warm, welcoming, and smells of wonderfully delicious baked goods. Somewhere in the distance, a radio is softly playing music, and a dog is barking.
A large dining table is being set. A blond boy is setting down plates; his arms are covered by his sleeves, but he isn't wearing any gloves, and both of his hands are normal, human hands. Another boy, this time younger (and oddly resembling a certain girl!Al that appeared briefly here at Somarium) walks into the room holding a giant, steaming pot, just as a large black dog rushes by, followed by a giggling little girl toddling behind.
"The guests will be arriving soon, won't they?" The younger boy asks as he sets the pot down in the middle of the table.
The older boy looks up with an annoyed glance. "I'm still not sure why we had to invite the colonel. He'll probably just eat up all the food and not provide anything himself."
"Well, you didn't exactly do any of the cooking either, Ed," the younger boy teases. "Winry said the same thing about you back in the kitchen."
"I'm helping in the setting up, aren't I?" the older boy shoots back. He peers into the pot on the table. "By the way, what exactly did you make, Al?" Before Al can respond, he hears a loud knock on the door.
A black-haired man walks into the room, heading toward the door. "I'll get that. You two go help your mother and Gracia with the rest of the food."
As the two boys disappear back into the kitchen, they can hear the door opening, and then the sound of familiar, happy voices.
Alphonse awakes in the middle of the street, but doesn't hurry to move. He lies there for a moment, staring up at he sky, thinking back on the dream he'd just had. He'd been here in Somarium for about a year now, yet he could still make out the voices he'd heard in that dream: Colonel Mustang, Major Armstrong, and Lieutenant Hawkeye.
There were so many things that made the dream so wonderful. Getting to see Lt. Colonel Hughes again, (and how happy and carefree little Elysia had been...) seeing Edward in his original body, getting his own body back, (Al could still remember what it'd felt like to feel things again) and the idea that their mother was still alive...
Al couldn't help thinking, if only this were real.
Note: As always, since Al technically doesn't dream, he has blacked out somewhere in the middle of the day quite suddenly. Note if it'll be action, otherwise I'll assume it's video via dreamberry! If you decide to lift up his armor to take a look, Al'll be waking up just in time to stop you~
Warning: Er... slightly spoiler for the very beginning of FullMetal Alchemist? It's kind of something everyone probably already knows, but warning for it nonetheless.
A suit of armor was making it's way down the street when suddenly, it falls backwards onto the ground. It remains motionless in the middle of Somni; care to approach it?
This is a home. It is warm, welcoming, and smells of wonderfully delicious baked goods. Somewhere in the distance, a radio is softly playing music, and a dog is barking.
A large dining table is being set. A blond boy is setting down plates; his arms are covered by his sleeves, but he isn't wearing any gloves, and both of his hands are normal, human hands. Another boy, this time younger (and oddly resembling a certain girl!Al that appeared briefly here at Somarium) walks into the room holding a giant, steaming pot, just as a large black dog rushes by, followed by a giggling little girl toddling behind.
"The guests will be arriving soon, won't they?" The younger boy asks as he sets the pot down in the middle of the table.
The older boy looks up with an annoyed glance. "I'm still not sure why we had to invite the colonel. He'll probably just eat up all the food and not provide anything himself."
"Well, you didn't exactly do any of the cooking either, Ed," the younger boy teases. "Winry said the same thing about you back in the kitchen."
"I'm helping in the setting up, aren't I?" the older boy shoots back. He peers into the pot on the table. "By the way, what exactly did you make, Al?" Before Al can respond, he hears a loud knock on the door.
A black-haired man walks into the room, heading toward the door. "I'll get that. You two go help your mother and Gracia with the rest of the food."
As the two boys disappear back into the kitchen, they can hear the door opening, and then the sound of familiar, happy voices.
Alphonse awakes in the middle of the street, but doesn't hurry to move. He lies there for a moment, staring up at he sky, thinking back on the dream he'd just had. He'd been here in Somarium for about a year now, yet he could still make out the voices he'd heard in that dream: Colonel Mustang, Major Armstrong, and Lieutenant Hawkeye.
There were so many things that made the dream so wonderful. Getting to see Lt. Colonel Hughes again, (and how happy and carefree little Elysia had been...) seeing Edward in his original body, getting his own body back, (Al could still remember what it'd felt like to feel things again) and the idea that their mother was still alive...
Al couldn't help thinking, if only this were real.