I'M SO SORRY. I KNOW I SHOULD BE WORKING ON MY MUCH BETTER STORIES, BUT I GOT POSSESSED BY PLOT BUNNIES AND I COULDN'T RESIST.
Pairings undecided at the moment; drop a review with your opinion on which pairing? :3 (I'd pair Ed with anyone except Winry. Sorry, folks, but I can't. I feel weird writing it and it doesn't sound natural. xD;;)
Oh, and I know I don't usually like using capital letters and definitely not underlines, but it's a diary, so people usually do that sort of thing. I thought it'd make it more natural. *Shrugs*
This is supposed to be set in the canon manga timeline - Ed is 13 (at the beginning, at least), so he might be a little more snappy/irritable/childlish/immature than usual. If that's possible. xD
I know it's a little short, but real diary entries often vary quite dramatically in length, so you're gonna get some 5000-word chapters and some 50-word chapters. xD
Disclaimer~
Day One
Uh, hey. I'm not really sure what to write. Al said it would be good to... Ah, fuck it. I'm not some crazy emotional girl. I'm NOT going to ACT like one.
May 12 1912
Al said I should at least write the date. So I wrote the date. Are you happy now, Al? Yes, I know you're reading over my shoulder.
Right, Al says I can't have dinner until I've written at least fifty words. Not including what I've already written, because apparently it 'doesn't constitute a proper diary entry'. Well, he's an idiot. He told me to write whatever I wanted to, so I wrote something. And why does he use such fancy words anyway? He's only twelve. It just makes him sound snobby.
Is that fifty words?
Al's STILL not letting me have dinner. Because apparently, that paragraph wasn't what I'm supposed to write, either. WELL I'M SORRY FOR NOT WRITING WHAT YOU WANT ME TO WRITE. HEY, WHY DON'T YOU TAKE THE PEN AND JUST PRETEND TO BE ME AND WRITE WHAT I'M 'SUPPOSED' TO? Imagine I'm yelling that. Because I am. I'm actually yelling it out loud as I'm writing it. Because I think having to write a stupid diary is just that fucking stupid. Because it is.
YES, AL, THAT COUNTS AS MY THOUGHTS. SO GIVE ME THE FOOD AND NO ONE GETS HURT.
