The Eldick Brothers
-A Christmas Story-
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even an Eldick. Or was there? ...
"Big brother?" Al cried softly pulling the blankets towards his pale cheeks.
Ed chuckled to himself as he slid back into bed with Al, "I'm right here little brother, I just went to check on santa."
Al gave a small sigh, "I know there's no santa big brother, you don't need to treat me like a kid anymore."
"You're right," Ed let out another small chuckle, scooting himself closer as to slightly lean over his brother. He looks so innocent, so vulnerable Ed thought to himself. He raised his hand and gently brushed Al's bangs from his forehead, tracing a finger down the center on his nose then to his lips, spreading them slightly.
"Brother..." Al's ears turned pink from the tingle in his stomach and slid the blanket over his face.
Ed only smiled and pushed the blanket back down then slipping his hand under it he moved it slowly down Al's quivering frame.
And then I died.
End