2 Thank You Ficlets
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cornerofmadnessTitle --The apology
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cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them, not I.
Rating -- PG-13
Characters/Pairing -- Roy/Ed (implied Riza/Miles)
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 308
Warning -- none
Summary -- Roy knows he’s been a brat
Author’s Note -- This isn’t really my pairing (and my first time writing it) but since it’s for a friend, I hope I did okay. Written forbob_fish as a thank you for showing me around London. Both of these were also on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fanfic_bakeoff though this first one is slightly longer here.
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The whole kitchen smelled of spices. Roy had spent considerable time hand-grinding star anise, peppercorns, fennel seeds, clove and cinnamon for the meat dish for tonight’s dinner. His aunt claimed it was his mother’s recipe for five-spice powder. He was pretty sure that Fullmetal would like it, though with as prickly as Edward had been lately, Roy should have made noodles in cream sauce. Was cream as bad as milk? He wasn’t sure and had no idea why the young man didn’t like noodles or milk.
Though, if he were honest, it wasn’t all Ed’s fault. Roy had been rather hard to live with this past week. In spite of his reputation, Roy loved relatively few people and he did so deeply, even if he had moved on from the relationship. It bothered him more than he cared to admit to see Riza with Miles even though he was very happy for her. He’d been a bit short tempered ever since he saw them out together. His aunt had told him to quit being a dick. Edward had told him to do something physically impossible. It was difficult, being with someone so like himself.
Hearing his front door open without some much as a hello knock, Roy went into the living room. Edward tossed down a pile of books, sniffing the air. “Al sent those over. What smells good?”
“I made dinner, sort of an apology for my mood,” Roy said.
“Better be the best dinner in the world,” Edward muttered, walking past him into the kitchen. He put the wooden spoon into the pot then tasted it. “That’s not bad.”
“Glad you think so.” Roy brushed Edward’s ponytail aside, kissing the blond’s neck.
Ed looked over his shoulder. “Why do I think you have something on your mind other than dinner?”
Roy grinned. “When do I not?”
Title --Life with Brats
Author--cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them, not I.
Rating -- PG-13
Characters/Pairing -- Roy/Ed (implied Riza/Miles)
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 279
Warning -- none
Summary -- He’s about to go down in the history books as the man who strangled the Flame Alchemist
Author’s Note -- This isn’t really my pairing (and my first time writing it) but since it’s for a friend, I hope I did okay. Written forbob_fish as a thank you for showing me around London.
XXX
Ed had been avoiding Mustang for days. The man was an utter ass. He didn’t even know what he was doing with Mustang. Most of the time Ed was ready to throttle him and damn well enjoy every second of it.
Why couldn’t it have been Al to first crack the code on that set of ancient alchemy texts the three of them had spotted in that estate sale General Jackass’s aunt had told them about? Ed could barely even read the crap handwriting and the code had eluded him and Al. Figures Mustang would be the first to understand it. It was coded off some ancient Xingese sex book. Trust Mustang to know it. Ed was glad they could read it now, but did Mustang have to be so fucking smug about his accomplishment? Of course the promise of Mustang showing Ed some of the things in the sex book took a bit of the sting out of it.
It wouldn’t have been so bad. Ed could handle the smugness by picturing his boot in Mustang’s face, but then something happened. He wasn’t sure what, but it had to do with Riza. Whatever it was, Mustang had turned into a walking, talking asshole and had been for nearly a week. Ed compensated by hanging out more with Al. It was that or go on the run after murdering the dick.
Ed didn’t expect the spicy scent of dinner when he finally did go to Mustang’s nor the apology he was offered. Mustang’s dark eyes looked puppy-sad. He might just forgive Roy, after all and dammit, Mustang was going to show him some of the things in that book.
Author--
cornerofmadnessFandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them, not I.
Rating -- PG-13
Characters/Pairing -- Roy/Ed (implied Riza/Miles)
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 308
Warning -- none
Summary -- Roy knows he’s been a brat
Author’s Note -- This isn’t really my pairing (and my first time writing it) but since it’s for a friend, I hope I did okay. Written for
bob_fish as a thank you for showing me around London. Both of these were also on fanfic_bakeoff though this first one is slightly longer here.XXX
The whole kitchen smelled of spices. Roy had spent considerable time hand-grinding star anise, peppercorns, fennel seeds, clove and cinnamon for the meat dish for tonight’s dinner. His aunt claimed it was his mother’s recipe for five-spice powder. He was pretty sure that Fullmetal would like it, though with as prickly as Edward had been lately, Roy should have made noodles in cream sauce. Was cream as bad as milk? He wasn’t sure and had no idea why the young man didn’t like noodles or milk.
Though, if he were honest, it wasn’t all Ed’s fault. Roy had been rather hard to live with this past week. In spite of his reputation, Roy loved relatively few people and he did so deeply, even if he had moved on from the relationship. It bothered him more than he cared to admit to see Riza with Miles even though he was very happy for her. He’d been a bit short tempered ever since he saw them out together. His aunt had told him to quit being a dick. Edward had told him to do something physically impossible. It was difficult, being with someone so like himself.
Hearing his front door open without some much as a hello knock, Roy went into the living room. Edward tossed down a pile of books, sniffing the air. “Al sent those over. What smells good?”
“I made dinner, sort of an apology for my mood,” Roy said.
“Better be the best dinner in the world,” Edward muttered, walking past him into the kitchen. He put the wooden spoon into the pot then tasted it. “That’s not bad.”
“Glad you think so.” Roy brushed Edward’s ponytail aside, kissing the blond’s neck.
Ed looked over his shoulder. “Why do I think you have something on your mind other than dinner?”
Roy grinned. “When do I not?”
Title --Life with Brats
Author--
cornerofmadnessFandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them, not I.
Rating -- PG-13
Characters/Pairing -- Roy/Ed (implied Riza/Miles)
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 279
Warning -- none
Summary -- He’s about to go down in the history books as the man who strangled the Flame Alchemist
Author’s Note -- This isn’t really my pairing (and my first time writing it) but since it’s for a friend, I hope I did okay. Written for
bob_fish as a thank you for showing me around London.XXX
Ed had been avoiding Mustang for days. The man was an utter ass. He didn’t even know what he was doing with Mustang. Most of the time Ed was ready to throttle him and damn well enjoy every second of it.
Why couldn’t it have been Al to first crack the code on that set of ancient alchemy texts the three of them had spotted in that estate sale General Jackass’s aunt had told them about? Ed could barely even read the crap handwriting and the code had eluded him and Al. Figures Mustang would be the first to understand it. It was coded off some ancient Xingese sex book. Trust Mustang to know it. Ed was glad they could read it now, but did Mustang have to be so fucking smug about his accomplishment? Of course the promise of Mustang showing Ed some of the things in the sex book took a bit of the sting out of it.
It wouldn’t have been so bad. Ed could handle the smugness by picturing his boot in Mustang’s face, but then something happened. He wasn’t sure what, but it had to do with Riza. Whatever it was, Mustang had turned into a walking, talking asshole and had been for nearly a week. Ed compensated by hanging out more with Al. It was that or go on the run after murdering the dick.
Ed didn’t expect the spicy scent of dinner when he finally did go to Mustang’s nor the apology he was offered. Mustang’s dark eyes looked puppy-sad. He might just forgive Roy, after all and dammit, Mustang was going to show him some of the things in that book.
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Date: 2012-07-14 08:01 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-07-14 08:29 pm (UTC)And while I'm still here, sorry to ask but how is the beta for my
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Date: 2012-07-14 08:53 pm (UTC)I was hoping to get to that tonight. Right now I'm busy with the author's chat on goodreads but i should be free soon.
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Date: 2012-07-14 08:30 pm (UTC)*snicker* I guess Roy didn't like the idea of Riza with Miles?
Excellent job with this,
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Date: 2012-07-14 08:52 pm (UTC)I think Roy is one of those to think of the 'might have beens' at least with Maes and Riza
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Date: 2012-07-19 05:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-07-19 05:39 pm (UTC)and thanks again for letting me stay over. It was trip that allowed me to knock a few things off the bucket list
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Date: 2012-07-19 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-07-19 08:15 pm (UTC)