A/N: I had no idea what kind of direction I wanted to take this in, so I just decided to roll with it. Plus, Pride is such an awesome yet creepy character that he is just begging to be made fun of! Anyhow, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Guess who doesn't own FMA! Yes, that's right, me! *cries in the corner*

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A Day in the Life of Pride

It was a beautiful Monday morning in the Fuhrers mansion, the sun shone as Pride lay in his bed, pretending to be asleep. In a few moments, he would be 'woken up' by a servant. Any moment now...

The door opened quietly and he could hear a servant saying, "Master Selim, time to wake up. You have to go to school today."

Here we go again... Thought Pride, school was troublesome since he didn't need it, but he had to lower himself to the standards of humans every day. He rolled over, gave a fake yawn, and sat up.

"Okay!" Pride said in his childlike voice, it disgusted him to think that these humans could actually believe his acting.

At least Wrath was decent enough to give him private schooling instead of public. It is a no brainer considering he is the Fuhrers son, but then he doesn't have to deal with all of those petulant brats who supposedly have the same brain capacity as himself. It wouldn't take long for him to snap and devour some helpless children with his shadows. He was snapped out of his thoughts when they arrived in the family room, where Mrs. Bradley sat in an armchair, reading a book.

"Why hello dear," Mrs. Bradley smiled, "How was your sleep?"

"It was good mother," Pride said happily, he noticed Wrath walking into the room and decided to put on some more theatrics.

"Father!" He cheered, Wrath looked at him and smiled.

"Hello Selim!" Wrath said why walking over to Pride, he ruffled his hair and turned towards his wife, "I'm off to work now, see you two later." The stern expression he usually wears was donned as he walked out of the room.

Pride gave a sad smile as he usually does 'same old same old' he thinks to himself.

"Master Selim," The servant said as Pride turned around, "Your breakfast is waiting in the kitchen." Pride nodded and walked into the kitchen with the servant. "Thank you Arthur," he said as he picked up his breakfast. He sat down at the table and eyed his food carefully, he didn't like this stuff in the slightest.

"Erm... Is something wrong Master Selim?" The servant known as Arthur asked carefully, he knew if he made the boy unhappy the Fuhrer would not be pleased.

Pride shot him a fake smile and said, "No, it just looks so good I have no idea where to start!" Arthur let out a noticeable sigh.

'This smells rancid... This looks far from- Wait, what even IS this? It looks like someone puked on my plate! I'll have to remember to get Wrath to fire the cook later... I guess I will have to grin and bear it,' he thought to himself. He grabbed a spoonful of it and took a bite, he paled instantly. Not only did this "food" look awful and repulsive, it tasted that way as well. He swallowed it and flashed the servant a smile.

"This tastes great!" He said happily, Arthur looked at him and smiled. 'Oh wipe that stupid grin off your face you pathetic human!' Pride thought to himself and he kept eating his breakfast with a smile. He soon finished the whole plate and jumped up to get ready for school while Arthur quietly followed him.

Things were just not going his way today.

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A/N: I may make another chapter of this, but only if people want. Review please!