Author's note: Even shorter than the last, AND it sucks! Wow. I'm pretty talented! (I actually have an ending in mind, but no idea how to get there. I'm graspin' at straws.)
A few days later finds Ed angrily crying into a pillow and Al sitting outside his brother's locked bedroom.
"Don't you think you're overreacting? Even just a bit? All I did was use all the hot water!" Alphonzonesha yelled, while gesticulating around wildly, even though no one was around to see.
"No! Just-… No! You've betrayed me! I'm never talking to you again! I can't believe you would do this to me…" wailed Edwardionesha. His brother had just done the worst of things. It was probably punishable by death in some countries. It was just that horrid.
"It was a simple mistake! It's just hot wa-"
"Exactly! All of the hot water is GONE! Forever! It'll never come back, Al! What were you doing in the shower anyway? You're made out of metal! You'll rust, Stupid! And now I won't be able to shower for a whole 'nother half an hour! This is unacceptable!"
Al looked around for help. No one was there to aid him in his lover's spat. He sighed and murmured, "I think you may be on your period."
Ed's super-human hearing kicked in and he heard every word his younger brother said. He jumped out of bed and kicked down the door, which harmlessly bounced off of Al's chest.
"Impossible, for I. Am. A. Man!" he –synonym for the word 'yelled'-ed. Smoke was cliché-ed-ly pouring from his ears and his face was as red as your mom. "Jeez, I was just kidding, Meanie-head! But you have been rather irritable lately. Seriously. Normal people don't get angry when someone compliments your hair, like I did earlier."
"…Shut up! You're stupid. I'm going to BED!" Al burst into tears, before accidentally punching Ed in the face. "Stop yelling at me!"
"I'M NOT YELLING AT YOU!" Ed… not-yelled. (Haha,.) He puffed up his chest and glowered at his brother, before idly reaching down and scratching his crotch. Which is a very rude thing to do in public.
Al just stared. And then asked, "Is there something wrong?" to which he got no reply. Ed had now begun to vigorously claw at the front of his pants, earning him concerned looks from his brother and the wallpaper. And the carpet. Basically everything in the vicinity was looking at him, guys. And by everything, I mean EVERYTHING.
Ed ripped off his pants dramatically. "I think there's something wrong with my –beeeeeeeeeeep-. It itches like an mf and it kinda hurts." Al grinned to himself before claiming he could help.
Of course, they ended up getting it on instead and no problems were solved. Maybe if Al had done what he had said he would, Ed's life could have been saved.
OMINOUS!
Next week on All My Child's Offspring, things take a turn for the worst as Ed finds out that he's not the father of Al's baby!
