Birthday Ficlets
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Title -- Restored
Author--
cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Ed
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 154
Warning -- none
Summary -- It’s all new to him
Author’s Note -- written for
fanfic_bakeoff’s smooth prompt and for
lunaria_kitty’s birthday
XXX
He wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to it. Skin wasn’t smooth. It had texture to it, patches of dry, areas that were a bit lumpier than the surrounding flesh. When Ed had first lost his arm, he had been struck by the smoothness of the automail Winry had fitted him with.
That smoothness didn’t last. It hadn’t taken him long to dent and scratch the metal. At one point she accused him of using it to grate cheese, the surface had been so far gone. It wasn’t as if he had set out to destroy his arm and leg. He needed them. He used them hard.
And now his arm was flesh against, smooth as a baby’s bottom. It felt so light and oddly warm after years of sporting metal. Edward knew the smooth wouldn’t last. It would toughen into hide quickly enough, but for now he just couldn’t quite stop marveling at it.
Title -- Smooth Operator
Author--
cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Roy
Word Count -- 222
Warning -- Roy being Roy
Summary -- He has skills.
Author’s Note -- Author’s Note -- written for
fanfic_bakeoff’s smooth prompt and for
zippitgood’s birthday
XXX
He was a smooth operator. Roy was certain it was an inherited trait. His aunt certainly was, which, given her career, was important. Chris had told him enough stories about his father that Roy felt reasonably sure he was a lot like him, suave and intelligent. He just had to keep that opinion of himself to himself because all of his friends and subordinates would have too much fun with it.
Of course, he cultured that image of being a womanizer and he did it well. The upper brass was already inclined to think of him as a one-trick pony, too young for command. Most of them thought he had been promoted far above his actual abilities. Letting them think that he was more interested in making a date than he was in running his part of Eastern Command was all part of the plan. When the time came for him to make his move, they’d underestimate him.
But there was a kernel of truth in it. He had stolen dates from Havoc. His silver tongue could get him into and out of a whole host of situations, most of them enjoyable; a few of them dangerous. Roy took a last look in the mirror, brushing a loose hair off his tailored suit jacket then headed out to meet his latest conquest.
Title -- Rough Ways
Author--
cornerofmadness
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Chris
Timeline/Spoilers -- very early on
Word Count -- 204
Warning -- none
Summary -- She’s rough.
Author’s Note --Author’s Note -- Author’s Note -- written for
fanfic_bakeoff’s smooth prompt and for
sonjajade’s birthday
XXX
She was rough and had always been so. As a little girl, she had played rough with her brother and Chris had quickly learned to fight dirty thanks to him. Her mother hadn’t approved but unfortunately her kind mother had died early. Chris’s father had no idea how to raise a girl so she grew up swear and cursing with the best of them.
Finally, he shipped her off to deportment school. At first, it had seemed like torture but as her breasts filled out and her curves defined themselves, Chris learned there was something to be said for acting like a lady.
She learned to be whatever was needed at the time. Rough and raunchy, refined and sophisticated, Chris became a chameleon. It had paid off very well. She had more money than she could have imagined when she went into the information brokering business. Chris could become anything. Or so she thought.
What she had never expected was to take on the role of Mother. What did she know about that? Looking down in the sad little face of her orphaned nephew, Chris knew she would have to put her rough ways away. He needed soft and tender, at least for now.
Author--
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Ed
Timeline/Spoilers -- post 108
Word Count -- 154
Warning -- none
Summary -- It’s all new to him
Author’s Note -- written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
XXX
He wasn’t sure he’d ever get used to it. Skin wasn’t smooth. It had texture to it, patches of dry, areas that were a bit lumpier than the surrounding flesh. When Ed had first lost his arm, he had been struck by the smoothness of the automail Winry had fitted him with.
That smoothness didn’t last. It hadn’t taken him long to dent and scratch the metal. At one point she accused him of using it to grate cheese, the surface had been so far gone. It wasn’t as if he had set out to destroy his arm and leg. He needed them. He used them hard.
And now his arm was flesh against, smooth as a baby’s bottom. It felt so light and oddly warm after years of sporting metal. Edward knew the smooth wouldn’t last. It would toughen into hide quickly enough, but for now he just couldn’t quite stop marveling at it.
Title -- Smooth Operator
Author--
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns all
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Roy
Word Count -- 222
Warning -- Roy being Roy
Summary -- He has skills.
Author’s Note -- Author’s Note -- written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
XXX
He was a smooth operator. Roy was certain it was an inherited trait. His aunt certainly was, which, given her career, was important. Chris had told him enough stories about his father that Roy felt reasonably sure he was a lot like him, suave and intelligent. He just had to keep that opinion of himself to himself because all of his friends and subordinates would have too much fun with it.
Of course, he cultured that image of being a womanizer and he did it well. The upper brass was already inclined to think of him as a one-trick pony, too young for command. Most of them thought he had been promoted far above his actual abilities. Letting them think that he was more interested in making a date than he was in running his part of Eastern Command was all part of the plan. When the time came for him to make his move, they’d underestimate him.
But there was a kernel of truth in it. He had stolen dates from Havoc. His silver tongue could get him into and out of a whole host of situations, most of them enjoyable; a few of them dangerous. Roy took a last look in the mirror, brushing a loose hair off his tailored suit jacket then headed out to meet his latest conquest.
Title -- Rough Ways
Author--
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Fandom -- Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer -- Arakawa owns them
Rating -- teen
Characters/Pairing -- Chris
Timeline/Spoilers -- very early on
Word Count -- 204
Warning -- none
Summary -- She’s rough.
Author’s Note --Author’s Note -- Author’s Note -- written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
XXX
She was rough and had always been so. As a little girl, she had played rough with her brother and Chris had quickly learned to fight dirty thanks to him. Her mother hadn’t approved but unfortunately her kind mother had died early. Chris’s father had no idea how to raise a girl so she grew up swear and cursing with the best of them.
Finally, he shipped her off to deportment school. At first, it had seemed like torture but as her breasts filled out and her curves defined themselves, Chris learned there was something to be said for acting like a lady.
She learned to be whatever was needed at the time. Rough and raunchy, refined and sophisticated, Chris became a chameleon. It had paid off very well. She had more money than she could have imagined when she went into the information brokering business. Chris could become anything. Or so she thought.
What she had never expected was to take on the role of Mother. What did she know about that? Looking down in the sad little face of her orphaned nephew, Chris knew she would have to put her rough ways away. He needed soft and tender, at least for now.
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Date: 2013-01-11 05:04 am (UTC)I enjoyed the hints of backstory with both Roy and Madame Christmas and how in Roy's case his nature is inherited while Madame Christmas had to change hers for Roy.
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