FMA Drabble: Not This Again
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lynx212Title: Not This Again
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
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lynx212
Pairing: Ed/Russell
Words: 299
Rating: PG
Summary: Phantoms from Ed’s past are rubbing Russell the wrong way.
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I make no claims of ownership even if that fact makes me sniffle.
A/N: Still pinging off ofvexed_wench ‘s “Home Sweet Home”
It’s past 11pm when Russell trudged down the steps that led to the basement and his lover’s laboratory with a slip of paper in hand. Ed was focused hard on taking notes on the various things growing in dishes on the table.
“You got a message,” Russell drawled out plopping the slip of paper down harder than need be and took a seat.
Golden eyes look up at him in confusion until their owner read the message. A request from Roy for Ed to come look at the alchemy notes and circles Breda found last week.
“It’s business, Russ.”
“I’m sure it is,” he grumbled, “you are obviously the only alchemist in the city.”
“No I’m not, but I’m best one with ties to the military,” Ed replied.
“Former ties,” is the curt retort.
“It’s late, don’t you need to get into bed for work tomorrow?”
“Oh that’s right not all of us have ex boyfriends to give us huge stipends to build our own research lab at home.”
Anger and frustration flashed in golden eyes, “Let’s not do this right now ok? I’m busy.”
“Fine,” Russell sneered as he stood.
However, the moment he shoved the chair at the table he knew it was too hard but he was powerless to stop what he had set in motion. The green fluid in Ed’s hand sloshes vast amounts onto two dishes and the table. Ed glared at him before announcing he was going for a walk. When Russell tried to apologize and follow another glare stopped him in his tracks.
As Ed tromped angrily through the kitchen, his eyes fell on the last slice of cake Russell had made him. He sighs and his anger ebbs. Ruined experiments can be repeated, love was much harder to reproduce if lost.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author:
lynx212 Pairing: Ed/Russell
Words: 299
Rating: PG
Summary: Phantoms from Ed’s past are rubbing Russell the wrong way.
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: I make no claims of ownership even if that fact makes me sniffle.
A/N: Still pinging off of
vexed_wench ‘s “Home Sweet Home”It’s past 11pm when Russell trudged down the steps that led to the basement and his lover’s laboratory with a slip of paper in hand. Ed was focused hard on taking notes on the various things growing in dishes on the table.
“You got a message,” Russell drawled out plopping the slip of paper down harder than need be and took a seat.
Golden eyes look up at him in confusion until their owner read the message. A request from Roy for Ed to come look at the alchemy notes and circles Breda found last week.
“It’s business, Russ.”
“I’m sure it is,” he grumbled, “you are obviously the only alchemist in the city.”
“No I’m not, but I’m best one with ties to the military,” Ed replied.
“Former ties,” is the curt retort.
“It’s late, don’t you need to get into bed for work tomorrow?”
“Oh that’s right not all of us have ex boyfriends to give us huge stipends to build our own research lab at home.”
Anger and frustration flashed in golden eyes, “Let’s not do this right now ok? I’m busy.”
“Fine,” Russell sneered as he stood.
However, the moment he shoved the chair at the table he knew it was too hard but he was powerless to stop what he had set in motion. The green fluid in Ed’s hand sloshes vast amounts onto two dishes and the table. Ed glared at him before announcing he was going for a walk. When Russell tried to apologize and follow another glare stopped him in his tracks.
As Ed tromped angrily through the kitchen, his eyes fell on the last slice of cake Russell had made him. He sighs and his anger ebbs. Ruined experiments can be repeated, love was much harder to reproduce if lost.
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