HoS: Kindred Spirits
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bard_linnIn which the cat is on the other foot, so to speak. The question is, should we keep him? If we do I need name suggestions.
Kindred Spirits
“We have to get rid of it.”
Roy looked up from his work at Masuta’s voice. He raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry.
“The cat.”
Both eyebrows hit the hairline that time. Of course one didn’t expect Masuta to advocate getting rid of a cat. From besides the Japanese man Alphonse nodded. This was serious. Both of them?
Riza looked up from the first aid box. “Why did you pick him up in the first place?”
“We didn’t,” Alphonse muttered as Riza carefully bandaged Masuta’s arm. “He came in on his own.”
“I’m surprised Ed hadn’t gotten rid of him yet,” Roy muttered placing his hands on the array in front of him. A brief flash of light later he retrieved his now whole eye patch from the circle. Another victim of the cat’s ambushes.
“We should have Ed do it,” Al thought aloud as Riza switched to him. “He wouldn’t get scratched.” He never thought he’d be grateful his brother had automail. Alphonse glared at the tabby cat calmly grooming himself over by the window. The thing was a menace. A trouble maker, and by the number of scars on him, a fighter as well.
“Get me to do what?” Ed asked entering the room. The cat’s ears abruptly perked up. He jumped off the seat by the window and scampered up the couch heading right for the blond.
“Niisan watch out!” Al warned. Too late. The cat had already scrambled up onto the older brother’s shoulder. Al winced and waited for the screaming to begin only to feel his jaw drop as the cat began….purring?
“Calm down!” Ed ordered transferring the cat from his shoulder to his arms. The tabby voiced his appreciation as Ed began scratching his ears. “What happened to you two?” Alphonse and Masuta stared at the pair in shock. “Well?” No response. “Fine. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“They do seem quite a bit alike,” Masuta spoke slowly.
“Does that mean were keeping him?”
Mentioned I was brainstorming earlier. Came up with...15-16 fic ideas. Don't know if they'll all get written as the ideas start bouncing around screen. And Greed-san, I need to know, when Al joins the group, is he joining a 3-some or a 4-some? *eyes the bunny marked 'Welcome Home.' It's begining to foam at the mouth.* That thing seriously wants to be written.
Kindred Spirits
“We have to get rid of it.”
Roy looked up from his work at Masuta’s voice. He raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry.
“The cat.”
Both eyebrows hit the hairline that time. Of course one didn’t expect Masuta to advocate getting rid of a cat. From besides the Japanese man Alphonse nodded. This was serious. Both of them?
Riza looked up from the first aid box. “Why did you pick him up in the first place?”
“We didn’t,” Alphonse muttered as Riza carefully bandaged Masuta’s arm. “He came in on his own.”
“I’m surprised Ed hadn’t gotten rid of him yet,” Roy muttered placing his hands on the array in front of him. A brief flash of light later he retrieved his now whole eye patch from the circle. Another victim of the cat’s ambushes.
“We should have Ed do it,” Al thought aloud as Riza switched to him. “He wouldn’t get scratched.” He never thought he’d be grateful his brother had automail. Alphonse glared at the tabby cat calmly grooming himself over by the window. The thing was a menace. A trouble maker, and by the number of scars on him, a fighter as well.
“Get me to do what?” Ed asked entering the room. The cat’s ears abruptly perked up. He jumped off the seat by the window and scampered up the couch heading right for the blond.
“Niisan watch out!” Al warned. Too late. The cat had already scrambled up onto the older brother’s shoulder. Al winced and waited for the screaming to begin only to feel his jaw drop as the cat began….purring?
“Calm down!” Ed ordered transferring the cat from his shoulder to his arms. The tabby voiced his appreciation as Ed began scratching his ears. “What happened to you two?” Alphonse and Masuta stared at the pair in shock. “Well?” No response. “Fine. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“They do seem quite a bit alike,” Masuta spoke slowly.
“Does that mean were keeping him?”
Mentioned I was brainstorming earlier. Came up with...15-16 fic ideas. Don't know if they'll all get written as the ideas start bouncing around screen. And Greed-san, I need to know, when Al joins the group, is he joining a 3-some or a 4-some? *eyes the bunny marked 'Welcome Home.' It's begining to foam at the mouth.* That thing seriously wants to be written.
