Racism in among future kings can only lead to no good.
This was inspired by some fanart I saw of Roy and Ed walking down the stairs of Central in the rain. Ed was holding the umbrella.
Suffice to say, Roy did not look happy about that.
"Honestly," muttered the Colonel as they tripped down the stairs, "I sometimes wonder why I let you get your way sometimes."
"Don't complain! At least we're not getting wet!"
"I'm quite capable of holding this up for the both of us. I won't step all over you, I swear."
The Full Metal Alchemist turned to glare at the man, nearly whipping him in the face with his braid.
"ARE YOU IMPLYING THAT I'M SHORT?"
The Colonel paused to rub out his ear with his finger.
"…That depends. Will you let me hold the umbrella if I say yes?"