I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist
III
This was going to work. It was going to go so seamlessly he's not going to know what hit him. I'll just look at him with my…bright eyes? Sure, we'll go with that, and say it as sweetly as I can. "Pretty please, dearest, most amazingly tall brother in the whole world." Yes, that should definitely do it.
Shush, shush, now don't you worry little one. There is no way he can say no to you. Or me. Maybe I can guilt him into it…Tell him it was his fault we got kicked out of that hotel in Rush Valley...Well, it was. He should know Ling by now…
"Alphonse?" Yikes! He knows! How can he know already!
"Yes, Brother?" Darn it, I forgot the tall part.
"What are you hiding?" He's taunting me! Taunting!
I take a metaphorically deep breath, pulling the helmet off, digging deep into my chest cavity, pulling the cutest, sweetest little-
"No cats!"
"But Brother!"