The old friends meet! And Alfons is an idiot. [Active/Open]
Characters: Alfons Heiderich, Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, and others, maybe?
Setting: Maid's Quarters.
Time: Day 003, late afternoon/dusk--a bit of a while after the last thread he was in :D
Summary: Alfons was wandering around the house, trying to find a way to figure out what was going on--only to get his stupid self stuck in the Maid's Quarters. And an old friend hears his pathetic cries.
Warnings: None. None at all.
He had been staring at the door for what seemed to be forever. Just a block of wood, and then himself on the other side...staring at it.
...
He felt useless. Not like he needed a reason to feel that way. In fact, that seemed to be a very common emotion for him these days. Not like it hadn't to begin with, but...
But...
"How long have I been in here?"
He gave the door a good resounding kick. It didn't make a very good sound, though--barely even nudged it forward. Stupid body.
"Probably a while...maybe that man was right about the house, after all..."
Setting: Maid's Quarters.
Time: Day 003, late afternoon/dusk--a bit of a while after the last thread he was in :D
Summary: Alfons was wandering around the house, trying to find a way to figure out what was going on--only to get his stupid self stuck in the Maid's Quarters. And an old friend hears his pathetic cries.
Warnings: None. None at all.
He had been staring at the door for what seemed to be forever. Just a block of wood, and then himself on the other side...staring at it.
...
He felt useless. Not like he needed a reason to feel that way. In fact, that seemed to be a very common emotion for him these days. Not like it hadn't to begin with, but...
But...
"How long have I been in here?"
He gave the door a good resounding kick. It didn't make a very good sound, though--barely even nudged it forward. Stupid body.
"Probably a while...maybe that man was right about the house, after all..."