(Second Chapter! The main reason this is early is because my friend forced me to finish. T.T Aaaaanyway, it was still fun to get it done, though not much happened. R & R!)
"Riza, I really don't get why you love my hair so much." grumbled Ed as she sat on the floor in front of a couch. The taller blonde sat cross legged on the couch while she played around with Ed's hair. Taking the bobby pin out of her mouth with a roll over her eyes, she replied.
"I told you, your hair isn't stubborn, much unlike you." she poked the pin into the cute messy bun she was working on. Ed winced when it not only went through her hair, but her skull.
"God damn that hurts! How much longer?" she whined, holding her head. Riza swatted her hands away from her hair.
"As long as it takes for me to finish, that's how long."
"Well you need to finish before 5, we're meeting the boys, remember?" Ed asked, trying to turn her head to Riza, Riza just grabbing her head and facing it forward again.
"Why do you think I'm trying so hard on your hair, Ed? We are going to a party, so you need to look less like a tomboy. I won't mess with your clothes; god knows you don't let me change them anyway, so your hair and face is the next best thing." Riza stated, stabbing Ed's head with that hair tool of death again.
"You can't call me a tomboy! You're no better than I am!" yelled Ed. Her eyes widen though as she thought about what Riza said. "Did you say face? You aren't going to do makeup too, are you?" Ed said, sounding horrified.
With a grunt, Riza finished Ed's hair. Standing up around the blonde, Riza put her hands on her hips. "Yes, you will use make up." Ed groaned, letting her head make contact with the coffee table in front of her with a painful sounding 'thud'. Riza rolled her eyes again at her friend's dramatics, really, it was just make up. Ed wouldn't melt, what's the big deal?
Ed saw it differently, the eye stuff could smear, the lip stuff could smear; all of it could smear! She didn't want to look like a raccoon or a clown, thank you very much. And besides, lipstick wears off super fast, and what's the point of that tan face crap? She had heard that it makes you break out from clogging pores, and you use it to cover the break outs! It's a pointless chain reaction! Ed broke out her mind rambles when she felt Riza get up from behind her, padding towards the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" called out Ed.
"I am getting something to drink before I work on your face." She answered as she dug around in the fridge. Riza rolled her eyes at all the sugary things inside of it; no doubt in her mind that is was for Ed's sweet tooth. There was soda's and left over desserts galore, Riza wondered how Ed wasn't either fat or had fake teeth.
"Oh come on, what's so bad about pop? Just pick one." said Ed, making Riza whirl around with her hand to her heart with a loud gasp. Snickering, Ed pushed past her now glaring friend, digging around until she pulled out a bottle of lemonade. Turning back and showing it to Riza, she put it on the counter when the taller blonde nodded her head. Ed sat up on the counter while watching Riza open her drink.
"Hey Ed, I was wondering if you want to sleepover tomorrow, Rebecca is going to be their too. You can bring Winry if you want. It could be a slumber party." Riza laughed at the wrinkled nose she got as a reply, tipping back the bottle to take a gulp.
Ed's face went from disgusted about the term Riza used – Because really, slumber party? – Too evil. "So do you plan on inviting Jean for some sexy time?" Ed was very satisfied when Riza ended up spitting out her drink, luckily not toward her.
"W-what the hell, since when do you make jokes like that?! Where is the sweet and naïve Ed we all know and love?!" Riza demanded her eyes wide in shock and surprise. She didn't care about the jab; she just really hadn't expected her short friend to say such a thing. Ed was unable to answer though; she was too busy trying not to fall off the counter while laughing her ass off. It was so bad that Ed was crying and holding her sides, a stitch having appeared.
"That w-was the best thing I have ever seen! You spit it all out, ahaha!" Riza couldn't help but slowly join in, Ed's laugh was just plain contagious.
Al just happened to walk in at that moment, seeing both Ed and Riza holding their guts, their shoulder wracked with laughs. "Should I come back later? And why is the floor wet?" he said, lifting his now wet foot of the floor.
"S-sorry, we'll clean it up A-Alphonse." Riza managed to choke out, holding the counter so she wouldn't fall to her knees.
"…Okay then. Do I want to know what's so funny?" he asked cautiously while walking around the puddle to get to the fridge.
"Think of when I poked Jean's side during lunch and he splurtted coke over everyone, then picture Riza doing it." Ed said, finally getting a hold of her giggles. Al nodded with a chuckle, taking out the last bottle of lemonade.
"I can see how that would be funny, though I don't get why Riza is laughing." Al said.
"Jean laughed after he did it." Riza said in a mock defensive tone, one hip cocked to the side with her arms crossed. Al just smiled and grabbed his backpack off the kitchen table.
"I am going to Winry's to study for our next test; you guys have fun at your party." His look turned stern. "Don't drink anything alcoholic, Ed. And Riza, watch her for me, would ya?" Ed gave a muttered 'treating your older sister like a baby'.
Riza smiled reassuringly at him, waving him off. "No worries, I won't let any of them drink." With that, Al grabbed the keys to the car Ed and he shared and walked out the door.
Things were silent for a while until Ed made harsh contact of her palm to her face. "How are we going to get to Roy's house to meet them? Al just took the only car." Riza groaned as she pulled out her cell phone, looking threw her contacts. "Who are you going to call?"
"Fuery lives close by, right? I'm sure he hasn't left- hello? Yeah, hey, I was wondering if you could pick me and Ed up. Al took the car and we forgot that I didn't drive here. Yeah, thanks." Riza hung up and put the cell phone back in her pocket. "Fuery will be here in half an hour. That means I still have time to do your makeup."
With a groan, Ed reluctantly followed Riza to the bathroom.
