[closed] O Brother, Where Art Thou?

Mar 10, 2009 19:11

Characters: Al/Fullmetal (rustyarmor) and Alfons/Sky (blau_skies)
Date/Time: March 10, late afternoon/evening
Location: The Park
Rating: PG
Summary: After discovering that Sky may or may not have transformed into his brother, Fullmetal wants to meet the shrimp. Pipsqueak. Fullmetal midget. PG because you KNOW Sky/Ed is going to flip out. At least once.

I asked Sara for lyrics but *she failed me* )

~fma: al (fullmetal), ~fma: alfons (sky)

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blau_skies March 11 2009, 00:17:48 UTC
The prospect of finding out more about the man who may or may not be the person from his memories rolled through Sky's stomach, not entirely comfortably. When hiking through the park he moved easily enough, slightly more gracefully than normal, but his footsteps sounded different and the hair was uncomfortable. He kept unconsciously lifting a hand to brush it away from his cheeks and eyes ( ... )

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rustyarmor March 11 2009, 00:35:02 UTC
Fullmetal turned to greet Sky... and saw Ed. He briefly wanted to call him "nii-san", but for whatever reason his right hand flew up in a strange gesture, almost like a military salute, and then waved down. "Yo, chibi-chan!"

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He quickly slapped a hand to his mouth. What was that!? He never spoke like that, ever. Was it something to do with the body? He slowly moved his hand away, face turning a very bright red.

"Sorry. Yes, I'm Fullmetal." He spoke quietly, the voice seeming a little softer and more girlish than normal. He quickly realized that it didn't just sound girlish, it WAS more feminine right now than it had been earlier in the day.

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[1/2] blau_skies March 11 2009, 01:12:27 UTC
Sky's eyes widened at the gesture -- it was most certainly not Fullmetal's usual greeting, and before he could contain it, and explosive rage swept him away, and he roared at the boy.

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING TINY, YOU CROSSDRESSING FREAK-BASTARD?!"

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[2/2] blau_skies March 11 2009, 01:15:20 UTC
Sky slapped a hand over his mouth, horrified at the unconscious and vulgar explosion. His face turned bright red, and he rubbed his hand over his face several times, fighting down the irrational anger.

"Well," he said quietly. "... I suppose these two are familiar with each other."

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