Misdirected Mail
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bard_linnTechnically divergence episode 3, really pre-series. Last final today everyone. 8:00 (half an hour from now), Number Theory. Will probably go on writing spree later if I’ve got the energy so you might see more soon.
Misdirected Mail
The letter had come completely by accident. Reading the words, Hohenheim couldn’t help but remember everything he had left. His beautiful wife, his baby boy Alphonse and his bright treasure, Edward. He had tried to remember why he had left, the importance of sparing his family that pain…but could not. In the end, he returned to his house.
The first floor was silent when he opened the door. The building felt oddly dead. A chill gripped Hohenheim’s heart. Had the entire family died from the illness Edward had written about in the letter?
His ears caught a sound echoing up from the basement. He quickly opened the door and padded down the stairs.
“This is the soul’s information. That should be it. Let’s do this, Al.”
“Edward. Alphonse.”
The two children whirled to see their father standing behind them. “Father?” Alphonse whispered. He threw himself into the older alchemist’s arms. “You’re back! You came back!”
Hohenheim clutched his youngest son tightly as he examined the circle etched into the floor. The boys had been about to perform human transmutation. Without the Philosopher Stone. The alchemist was very aware at just how much he could have lost. He had left his family hoping only for their happiness and this had happened after his disappearance….
Edward stood trembling with rage and grief. “Why now?! Why not earlier?! You could’ve saved her! You could’ve saved her!”
Hohenheim let go of Alphonse and quickly stepped over to his eldest son. The boy flinched as the man held him close. “Edward…”
“It’s not fair,” Ed whispered. “IT’S NOT FAIR!” Alphonse watched from the side, shocked by the tears that began to run down his brother’s cheeks. Edward had never cried as far as Alphonse knew. Ed gave up resisting and clung tightly to his father’s jacket, sobs ripping themselves free.
Hohenheim picked up his oldest son and took the youngest by his hand and lead them back upstairs. His absence had caused this disaster. He could only hope his presence would fix it.
Linn, Rai, Rie: ::looks at Hoho::
Hoho: *smirk*
Linn: Operation get Hoho-papa out of brain almost complete! Just got to revise that one drabble and we’re done.
Rai: Agreed. He’s been here far too long.
Rie: At least he encourages fluff.
Linn & Rai: ::stares at Rie::
Rie: Eeep. No, really, we have to get rid of him.
Linn: Good. I thought you had lost your senses for a minute. Now, about Tipping the Balance….
Misdirected Mail
The letter had come completely by accident. Reading the words, Hohenheim couldn’t help but remember everything he had left. His beautiful wife, his baby boy Alphonse and his bright treasure, Edward. He had tried to remember why he had left, the importance of sparing his family that pain…but could not. In the end, he returned to his house.
The first floor was silent when he opened the door. The building felt oddly dead. A chill gripped Hohenheim’s heart. Had the entire family died from the illness Edward had written about in the letter?
His ears caught a sound echoing up from the basement. He quickly opened the door and padded down the stairs.
“This is the soul’s information. That should be it. Let’s do this, Al.”
“Edward. Alphonse.”
The two children whirled to see their father standing behind them. “Father?” Alphonse whispered. He threw himself into the older alchemist’s arms. “You’re back! You came back!”
Hohenheim clutched his youngest son tightly as he examined the circle etched into the floor. The boys had been about to perform human transmutation. Without the Philosopher Stone. The alchemist was very aware at just how much he could have lost. He had left his family hoping only for their happiness and this had happened after his disappearance….
Edward stood trembling with rage and grief. “Why now?! Why not earlier?! You could’ve saved her! You could’ve saved her!”
Hohenheim let go of Alphonse and quickly stepped over to his eldest son. The boy flinched as the man held him close. “Edward…”
“It’s not fair,” Ed whispered. “IT’S NOT FAIR!” Alphonse watched from the side, shocked by the tears that began to run down his brother’s cheeks. Edward had never cried as far as Alphonse knew. Ed gave up resisting and clung tightly to his father’s jacket, sobs ripping themselves free.
Hohenheim picked up his oldest son and took the youngest by his hand and lead them back upstairs. His absence had caused this disaster. He could only hope his presence would fix it.
Linn, Rai, Rie: ::looks at Hoho::
Hoho: *smirk*
Linn: Operation get Hoho-papa out of brain almost complete! Just got to revise that one drabble and we’re done.
Rai: Agreed. He’s been here far too long.
Rie: At least he encourages fluff.
Linn & Rai: ::stares at Rie::
Rie: Eeep. No, really, we have to get rid of him.
Linn: Good. I thought you had lost your senses for a minute. Now, about Tipping the Balance….
