Written for LJ community fanfic_bakeoff with the prompt "distort".
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"No," Roy said. "That's just—no, Ed."
Ed held the frames pinched between two fingers. "What's wrong with these?"
"You look ridiculous, that's what!" Roy grabbed them, shoving the glasses back on the display case. "Pick a different pair."
"Don't even need glasses," Ed was muttering under his breath, squinting at the rows of example frames. "Uh."
Rubbing his eyes, Roy tried to quell his building frustration. "You can't even see them, can you?"
"…not really," Ed admitted. "Everything's all—distorted. Just a bunch of blobs."
"Next time you decide to go shopping," Roy said, grabbing a pair of simple wire frames and thrusting them at Ed, "for anything—I'm sending your brother with you."