A/N: This isn't going to be a long story, only three chapters. But, it was fun to write, and it's more of an experiment to branch out of the type of writing I usually do. So, enjoy, and please, a review?
"Come on Al, don't be such a sour puss," Edward sat on the stairs, his back to Alphonse's room, waiting for his brother to open the door.
The door opened a little, and Alphonse peeked his head out. "I don't need a girlfriend."
"I know, you're just going to grow old, and then–"
"OKAY! I'LL GO TO THE PARTY!" The door slammed. Edward faintly heard his brother mumble through the door, "For God's sake..."
Edward grinned. "You're going to find somebody at this party."
"What makes you so certain?"
"You mean besides the fact that you're a nice person, and that if you went out more often, girls would fall at your feet?"
Alphonse gave in and opened the door halfway again. "Is there a reason you're not saying the reason?"
"Well, sure there is!"
There was an awkward pause.
Alphonse sighed. "You're not going to tell me, are you? Are you setting me up?"
"Me? No! Of course not! Winry is helping too. I have approved, or disapproved, of who Winry has brought to me."
"You're a weirdo. A weirdo who wants a night alone with Winry."
"I know I am. And, yes, I'd send you out into the cruel world that is a damn evil party, just so I could get a night alone. With Winry."
Alphonse slammed the door again, frustrated. He yelled to Ed through the door, (though unnecessary) "What kind of costume is this!? It's a freaking purple tux, Ed! And, what's with the mask next to it?"
Edward was trying hard to contain his laughter. "It's a masquerade party! You're supposed to dress funny. It's made for people like you!"
"You mean for people who don't have a life!?"
"No, for people who don't have someone to share a bit of their life with. And, for people who are too shy to go out and find that person."
"Sure. Whatever." Alphonse put the costume on somewhat awkwardly, since everything was a bit tight. "What's with the tightness, Ed?"
"Makes you look muscular, right?"
"I don't know, neither do I care." Alphonse looked back to the bed, and saw a green tie, and a green top hat. "Hey, could you come in here, I need help."
Edward got up from the stairs and opened the door. "Sounds like you're done yelling." Without asking, he went for the tie. He held it up in front of Alphonse, who nodded. There was another awkward silence as Edward put the tie on Alphonse.
"Well, you look pretty good, Al! Do you want me to leave now?"
"I'm not totally sure. I'm just feeling a little... bleh."
"Butterflies?"
"No, I don't think so. Oh well." Alphonse walked toward the mirror. "Hey, toss me the hat." Edward did, and Alphonse put it on. He made it a bit crooked. "Hey! I look a like the big guy at the circus! But," He looked down, "I'm not exactly as tall..."
"You can't be too much taller than the ladies!"
"Hypocrite."
Edward burst. "I AM NOT TOO SHORT THAT A RINGMASTER COULD SWALLOW ME WHOLE WITHOUT..."
Alphonse snuck out of the room quietly while Edward was still ranting. He waited in the living room for his brother to cool down.
This was why he always got ready for anything early.
"Ready to go meet your future bride," Ed asked with a grin.
"ED!"
