A/N: You can thank my cat for this extra update. She kept yelling at me. Seriously, she did. Page twenty two (22), top comic.
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Drabble the Fourth
Edward watched as Roy straightened up his bow tie. Roy was going on another date, it seemed, and Ed would be stuck at home. Not that he minded or anything…the underwear drawer was just full of surprises.
"You know, Edward," Roy began as he slicked back his hair," I think it's time you get a girlfriend of your own."
"Oh?"
Roy nodded. "I can help you on dating, you know. Just watch me in action sometime."
Ed snickered. "Oh, I have."
"And what did you learn?"
Another snicker. "A lot." Edward began counting off on his fingers. "Make a comment, get slapped. Make a suggestion, get slapped. Make a move, get slapped. Make a—"
"Okay, I get it." Roy scowled. "So you think you can do better than me?"
"Oh no, I know I can do better than you can. It's just I don't want to get slapped around like you. Besides, I don't feel like devoting myself to something that I'll probably end up fleeing from."
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