Hello all, I'm kinda back (working on chapter 22 right now, don't worry), and for a little bit of a teaser before my new chapter I am going to post this little Pride related ficlet. Written for prompt 'Seamless'.
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He pressed his palm into his damaged cheek, Edward Elric's handiwork, shielding it from the outside world. No one must see it.
Father must not see it.
A loud crack issued from beneath his hand, the crevice in his face eating its way upwards. Pride cursed inwardly at the Truth Father had dragged down for the umpteenth time, the foolish thing, believing that Father was incapable of such things.
The First homunculus closed his eye as the skin beneath it crumbled, dissolving into dust, it now sitting precariously in his eyelid, broken fragments of artificial bone the only thing supporting it, threatening to fade as well. Brushing his fingertips past each other- a haphazard imitation of his 'beloved' Tiny Alchemist- he cupped his cheek.
Pride could only resist a wince and uselessly cover the hole in his face as his eyelid burned away, his vision melting into nothing but a blurred mess while whatever remained of his right eye spilled out between his fingers, taking far longer to fade from existence. The souls inside him stirred, shrieking, fewer than before.
His seamless, perfect container, the one Father had given him, had made for him, that had held him for longer than he could recall, that never gave any outward indication that he was anything other than a child, the appropriate, desired response.
It had been torn, reduced to shameful tatters.
And there was only one tailor who could repair it.
But Father has much more important things to attend to.
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