Thanks so much for the cute reviews!

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Dante's thoughts as she left the basement revolted around the need of getting more red stones. What would happen to that homunculus if he didn't get enough? "Probably nothing..." She reasoned, as her hands roamed through drawers and small, crafted wooden boxes to find the rest of the precious substance. She knew that she hadn't given that creature all the alchemic supply he needed to function properly, and she didn't want such a potential to go waste.

Her fingertips finally felt the unearthly coldness of the incomplete philosopher's stones. Shortly after, though, she heard a voice:

"What are you doing?"

From that moment onwards, if she wanted to deal with him, the homunculus, she decided any compassion had to be wiped out. "I was looking for this..." She said, handing the rest of the stones to him, "Eat them."

Narrowing his eyes, the homunculus took what he was been given. She couldn't help noticing, that even if homunculi were rumored to have black hair, her son's look-alike was a perfect replica, meaning that he still had that healthy shade of golden he'd had when alive.

Apparently, the homunculus was by far more complete than any other she could have possibly read about, and she'd have the future pleasure to meet.

She finally realized so when he asked, "Where's father?"

She chuckled cruelly, as if laughing at his innocence. 'Father? Hohenheim of Light? He abandoned you, because the sole sight of you sickened him.'

The creature stood still, letting the meaning of those words down on him. Dante looked on with interest, as he seemed to be refusing to believe what he was being told.

'I... I hate him.' The homunculus finally said, clutching his hand so tightly a small stream of blood trickled down his fist. 'I hate that bastard! I HATE HIM! One day...one day, I swear I'll kill him!'

She smiled calmly. "So much for innocent" she thought. Smoothly, her hands traced his face. "Don't worry about that. You have all the time in the world ahead... to thank that person who abandoned us."

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Sorry this thing is so short!

Note: I didn't know whether I should call Envy 'it' or 'he', so if I used them both and mixed them, please excuse me :P