Summary: Not needed…
A/N: Now it's my turn! Wonder what's gonna happen… -snickers- X3
Attack of the Fangirls
Red-soled boots thudded against the sidewalk, strides taken in a leisurely fashion as if there wasn't a thing in the world that could make this seemingly pleasant day turn bad.
Edward was preparing to turn a corner near a very specific house (slate-gray roof tiles, white walls, nothing special) when abruptly the front door swung open. Gold eyes widened in horror as the screams of crazed fangirls reached his ears and he instantly started running away from the house as fast as he could.
As he ran, his cloak rubbed against the lamp, thus awakening the genie inside of it.
Envy appeared beside the young alchemist, contrarily seeming to be at an easy jog rather than a desperate run. A slender brow raised as he asked curiously, "You called?" Noting the desperation in the human's eyes, he turned around (still at a leisurely pace with his fingers laced behind his head) and gave the girls a nonchalant look. "Oh, fangirls. That's not so bad."
"Not so bad!?" the cloaked boy yelled breathlessly, glaring daggers at his genie. "You don't know what you're talking about! Have you ever been chased by rabid, good-for-nothing fangirls!?" He almost scoffed when the other male shook his head except he was still running and trying to breathe. After a moment, a mischievous grin spread on his face. "Oh Envy," he called in a sickeningly sweet tone that was almost destroyed by his panting, "I have a second wish!"
The taller looked at the smaller with a look of excitement, a large smile on his face at the mention of a wish. "Yeah?"
Pointing a gloved hand at the genie, Ed exclaimed, "I wish these fangirls were yours!"
The smile on Envy's face slowly disappeared and his already pale face turned white. "You didn't…" Amethyst eyes widened in horror as he saw the T-shirts of the girls change from that of "I heart Edward" to "I heart Envy" and he spun around on his heels, this time running with much more effort (and far exceeding the efforts of his human master).
The blonde slowed to a stop, leaning against the fence while the girls rushed past him. "Run, Forrest, run!" He laughed whilst trying to catch his breath, cupping his hands around his mouth to make sure his "victim" heard him. "That's what happens when you call your master 'pipsqueak'," he added in a low tone, grinning wickedly as the genie disappeared out of sight.
While that was happening, Envy had evidently ran far enough away for the girls to get lost trying to find him (or so he thought), at the same time far enough for his "dependence" on the lamp to be evident.
The bracelets on his wrists had shrunk, turning his hands a bluish-purple color and the sash had grown and tightened around both his waist and diaphragm, making it difficult for him to breathe. "I hate that lamp," he hissed, beginning to walk down a street that lead to Ed's general direction.
Suddenly, the fangirls appeared behind them, hearts for eyes and…well, hearts flying everywhere they went. "We love you, Envy!" they all screamed, reaching out toward the unfortunate genie. One of them yelled "I'm getting a palm tree and naming it after you!"
"Not that palm tree joke again…!" Sucking in as much air as he could into his lungs, he sprinted down the street, obviously faster than the humans chasing him. As he approached the alchemist's location, the blue bracelets and sash returned to their proper sizes. Turning two more corners, he skidded to a stop and glared savagely at the boy leaning coolly against the fence. "You…!"
"What?" Ed asked calmly, smiling at the fuming genie. "Like you said, it's not that bad, right?" When the other male started toward him, he pulled out the lamp and waved it carefully in the air. "Ah, ah, ah, you wouldn't harm your loving master, now would you?"
Stiff fingers slowly curled into fists, his being seething with hate. "Oh, how I loathe you…!"
"Love you too!" The teen joked, placing the lamp back delicately into his cloak's inner pocket.
"That's sick!" Envy began to complain, wanting to say more except the familiar scream of crazed girls reached their ears. "Oh, no…!"
The smaller of the pair smirked, waving for his genie to follow. "C'mon, in here." He then proceeded to calmly lead the other male into a deserted alleyway, motioning for him to seat himself behind a trashcan.
The fangirls rushed past their hiding place, not even bothering to look for some odd reason.
Envy leaned against the wall in relief, sinking to the floor.
Ed, being the odd boy that he is, noticed there happened to be a palm tree randomly growing in the alleyway. "Hey, I think you two are related," he teased, pointing at the plant and grinning at his genie.
Amethyst eyes locked coldly onto gold ones. "Not, another, word," he hissed, wrinkling his nose distastefully.
"What about the final wish?"
"Let me guess," he growled, rolling his eyes at the tone the younger was using. "You wish I was a palm tree, right?"
"No need," Ed started, shaking from trying not to laugh. "You already are one!"
The magical being glared daggers at the impudent human that started laughing at him, snarling furiously. "Let's just get to Central HQ already," he growled with more venom, disappearing once again into the depths of the lamp.
"Already on my way," the smaller stated, grinning as if he were proud of himself. "But what am I gonna do with that third wish…?"
