A FULLMETAL CINDERELLA STORY
Okay, out of randomness, I decided to write a two-shot of FMA with a Cinderella-ish kind of plot :D
And this story just came into my mind as I was napping!
HOORAY FOR RANDOMNESS!
Oh..and please excuse the slight violence for later on. This was a rushed chapter of a rushed story with a rushed plot :D
Disclaimer: I own NOTHIN T_T
Part 1 of 3
"SHRIMP! WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?!" screamed Alphonse Elric at the crack of dawn, waking his step-brother, who was still lazing about in the pile of sacks he calls his bed. "ON ITS WAY, ALPHONSE-SAMA!!!" Edward shouted back as he rolled off his bed and rushed to prepare "his majesty's" breakfast.
"SHORTY, DIDYA CLEAN MY KNIVES YET?!" yelled Envy. "YES, ENVY-SAMA!" replied Ed, who was still rushing with Alphonse's breakfast. Placing the hot breakfast on a tray, Edward almost tripped on a mouse rushing across the kitchen.
"A mouse! Damn it! Van Hoho-papa-heim will kill me if he finds him!" Deciding to leave the mouse until after he delivers Alphonse's breakfast, he hurried out of the kitchen, accidentally knocking down Envy's knife rack on his way. He moved swiftly around the extravagantly decorated house and up the stairs to Alphonse's room.
"What took you so long?" whined Alphonse as Ed set down the tray on his bedside table.
"I'm sorry, Alphonse-sama. There was a slight delay." Ed took the teapot and poured tea as Alphonse grabbed the plate with his breakfast.
"Iberernotappenegen" Alphonse said as he devoured his morning meal.
"Yes, Alphonse-sama." Edward bowed and closed the door as he left the room. He rushed to the kitchen and arranged Envy's knives on his rack. "Why did my life have to turn out this way…" He thought to himself as he sighed deeply.
~(*o*)(*o*)(*o*)~
Pacing in the Royal Palace of Bellrock, was Queen Pinako, worrying about her kingdom. "It's Princess Winry's 16th birthday today, Den! She needs to choose her husband soon…I may not live for much longer! Her parents…why did they have to die in that tragic war? Why!? She lost the interest for anything royally related! What am I to do!?" she ranted onto her loyal adviser, Sir Den Canine.
"Patience, my queen," said Sir Den calmly in reply.
"All Winry wants to do now is to become an automail mechanic! She has no intention of becoming the next queen now! She has even rejected all the princes of the world from any chances of marrying her!"
"My queen, what about holding a ball for all the eligible bachelors of this kingdom? Perhaps the princess would agree to marry one of them, hopefully suitable to be the next ruler of our nation."
"What a great idea, Sir Den!" exclaimed the suddenly enthusiastic queen. "But still…it's too bad that Edward boy is no longer with us…I would have preferred him than any other boy in this kingdom for the throne."
"It was tragic incident, my queen. It would be best for you to forget those memories from long ago."
~(*o*)(*o*)(*o*)~
A letter of invitation was sent to every household in the kingdom. Hughes, the kingdom's solitary mailman, rushed to deliver every single one. It was dusk when he had arrived to the final house, the Elric Manor.
He knocked on the elaborately carved door and leaned on the wall as he waited. Moments later, a blond boy of small stature opened the door. Hughes gasped as he saw the brilliantly gold eyes of the young man standing before him. They were so familiar…it's as if he had met this boy before…but surely, the boy's eyes weren't this lifeless if he had known him before.
"Uh…how can I help you?" asked the boy.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Here's a letter of invitation to the royal ball tonight. All eligible bachelors are required to attend ."
"Ah…I see."
"The ball is held so the princess may choose her husband-to-be." Hughes added.
"The princess? Princess Winry?" the boy inquired, his eyes suddenly full of life.
"Y-yeah. Okay, kid. See ya. I gotta get going." Hughes slumped his way down the porch steps waving his hand at the boy closing the grand door behind him. As he was reaching the end of the front garden, he remembered who the kid was. "Oh shit!" he exclaimed as he rushed back to the door. "Edward!"
Before he could even reach the porch, a blade suddenly pierced his chest and he fell to the ground. Gasping for breath, he turned to face his attacker.
"Envy…you…damn…you…" he cursed at Envy who was laughing at the man he had just hit with a critical strike.
"You'll never get Shrimp back. He belongs to this family now." Envy said devilishly as Hughes' drew his last breath. Envy dragged the body and decided he needed to stash it for the night.
~(*o*)(*o*)(*o*)~
Edward left the letter on the table while he finished cleaning the main hall. Envy came in with a smug grin on his face.
"Good evening, Envy-sama." Ed bowed as he saw him.
"Yo. There's a letter?" Envy stretched out his hand towards Ed.
"Yes, sir. Here it is." Ed handed the letter to Envy's waiting hand.
"From the palace, huh?" He tore the envelope, but suddenly it was grabbed from his hands by Alphonse.
"OOOH A LETTER!"
"Give it back, Al!"
"NO! Why should I? It's for me isn't it!?"
"How the hell did you come to that conclusion?!"
Edward finished his work and as he started to retreat to his chambers, Van Hoho-papa-heim entered and took the letter from his sons' hands. He read the letter out loud, and told his spoiled sons to prepare quickly for the ball. Ed, who listened attentively to the words of his step-father as he read the letter out loud, decided that he had to ask. He took all his courage and said --
"May I come, too?"
End of Part 1 :)
A/N: Once again, sorry for the violence. Well, I can't really think of Envy anything other than violent. :P
Hope you liked it.
Sorry if it didn't make sense
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Edit: This is now a three-shot :P