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Characters: Ed and Al Elric
Location: A Random Blockbuster, perhaps Casualty Communal
Rating: PG13
Time: July 9
Description: The brothers Elric attempt a movie night... if they can agree on what to watch.

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[tinprodigy]

Ed rolled his eyes at Al's obvious lack of interest in the veritable goldmine of special-effects laden goodness. Or badness, as the case may be, because some of these were the sort of movies that were so awful they were entertaining. Sort of like soap operas, only with less trashy romantic affairs and more monster-shaped puppets attacking people so they bled red-colored corn syrup.

When Al spoke up again, Ed turned to look at the shelf he'd pointed out and pulled a face.

"Ugh. Seriously? I thought we were supposed to be relaxing, not researching," he said, but he walked over to examine the titles anyway. Al had been on edge of late, and Ed had some tact these days. Throwing a fit over something as stupid as movies would probably just piss Al off even more.

Or would it? Ed looked sidelong at Alphonse, unaware of the worried frown that tugged at his mouth. For all that Ed had been here a while, he still felt a bit... awkward, uncertain around Al. Which was as stupid as it was only to be expected. He was Al still, of a sort, but there

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Ed didn't mean to do it, he really didn't, but it was practically a reflex - one he had never suspected - to swat the cross-stitching documentary out of Al's hands as if it were some deadly viper. He resisted the urge to stomp on it with both boots - they hardly had money for a rental, much less damages.

Ed would do very nearly anything for Al, but sitting through god-only-knows how many hours of grandmotherly women describing proper thread technique was apparently on the short list of No Way In Hell.

"NO," Ed said emphatically, then turned a narrow gaze up at Al. "And neither have you, so don't even start. What's wrong with you? Why can't you watch movies with explosions and car chases?"