Futile Denial
Edward sat at the table grimly, pen scratching across paper. Alphonse raised his head at the renewed vigour his brother was showing, and waited with a raised brow.
Sure enough, Edward threw the pen across the table and sank back into the chair.
"Are you okay?" Alphonse inquired, deceptively meek. Edward shot him an odd look, and stayed silent. Alphonse sighed. His eyes- a rare shade of olive dull-gold- slid to the clock, then back to his elder brother, who was currently sulking in a comfortable high-backed chair.
"You know," Alphonse began, wondering how best to break the news to Edward without triggering one of the denials the State Alchemist was famous for.
"Yes?" Edward growled. Alphonse thought it over quickly. Then again, Edward's denials were amusing, because nobody ever believed them anyway.
"If you're wondering when Envy will arrive, I think he did, about ten minutes ago."
Wham. White gloves slammed down onto the table.
The pencils on the table jiggled a little, almost as if they were overjoyed to have escaped Edward's wrath. Or it could just have been Alphonse's imagination at work. He stifled a smile.
"When the hell," Edward squeaked in outrage and shock, "did you find out?"
"About a month ago, I guess. Animals that don't usually come around this area appear. And cats don't have purple eyes." Alphonse looked pointedly at the grey squirrel on the windowsill. It stuck out a tongue, then twisted around, in the midst of brilliant blue and white light, into a larger and human silhouette.
"My. I never thought ochibisan's brother was this observant."
"And you might not have noticed, brother," Alphonse resumed, turning his attention back to Edward, "but there's a stain on your left sleeve-"
Edward positively squawked at that. Alphonse again smothered his laughter. Edward might be known as a genius when it came to alchemy, but sometimes, he was just too easy. Catching a glimpse of a feral grin on Envy's face out of the corner of his eye, he was sure Envy thought the same.
Author's note: Eheh. Short one, I guess. I have no idea where this is supposed to go though, so I might or might not finish this. is a lazeh bum