A/N: This is a short drabble collection I wrote as a gift for a friend! It started off as purely edling but has the added bonus of laninya, an fma:b ship that I essentially made up because Paninya deserves a girlfriend. It's been posted to other sites but apparently I never uploaded it here, which is a crime because there's like, two things in the edling tag. So here it is! My shitty prom AU!

Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. I'm not nearly smart enough for that.

Promposals

An explosion of confetti burst from a locker down the hall, and Ed clucked his tongue in pity.

"What's that noise supposed to mean?" Ling asked, handing Ed his chem book to transfer out for trigonometry. For some reason he insisted on carrying Ed's books to all of their classes, which seemed totally ridiculous when Ed had a backpack specifically designed for that function.

Ed rolled his eyes. "Some poor sap just got asked out to prom in the messiest way possible. The prom proposals at this school get more and more ridiculous every year."

Ling eyed the girl at the end of the hall, who was now holding a confetti-covered balloon with the word "Prom?" written on it. She was crying somewhat hysterically.

"I don't know," he said, "I think it's kind of sweet, making a big deal about asking someone you love to prom."

But Ed only snorted in response. "She's not crying out of happiness, Ling. She's crying because now all of her books are covered in glitter and small pieces of colorful paper. All because her boyfriend—who everyone assumed she was going with anyway—asked her to prom by booby-trapping her locker."

Ling wasn't sure if that was actually the case, but he had to admit that from a distance he couldn't decipher if her tears were out of happiness or sadness. He eyed his boyfriend once more, who had finally gathered up all of his textbooks and was awkwardly transferring them in Ling's outstretched hands.

"I just think it's dumb to make such a spectacle out of something that's basically guaranteed anyway. If you're dating someone, you're going to prom with them. End of story. There's no need to add a layer of rom-com to it." He readjusted his backpack straps more comfortably and finally looked up at Ling. "Right?"

Ling smiled amiably. "Right."

He waited until Ed had started walking towards their trigonometry class to quickly text message Paninya and Alphonse to put away the party poppers and boombox they had set up in the cafeteria. They'd have to find another event to use that choreography for.