chapter 7
Knock Knock
AN: Hello again, sorry it took so long to update, but I had an essay and assignment due in so that –unfortunately- took the priority.
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Disclaimer: they own the neighborhood, I just rent the house.
Belledonner
knock knock
The old wood door cracked open to admit two glaring –if a little glazed- gold eyes.
"Mae' sent coo." The clogged up voice belonging to the eyes accused.
That same door was suddenly flung back in his face.
So Roy knocked again.
"I 'ave everything mumder control." Came the muffled voice from behind the door.
"Not according to-," Roy started, only to be cut off rudely as the door swung violently inwards.
"But we all know he over reacts, seriously, 'specially 'hen it 'omes to the ickle she-devil." Edward raged.
"Well, duh. But I came all this way, on pain of photographs! And you really sound like you need a tissue." Roy said, trying to sidestep past the blond, who was blocking his path into the house.
"Roy, it's barely 'woo bocks, and you 'ere driven. Enjoy your toucher!" Edward said spitefully through his blocked nose.
"OW!" Roy moaned as the door struck his nose when it came crashing back onto its frame, a slight bulge in the wood that looked suspiciously like a booted footprint appeared in the now warped wood.
"Your not getting rid of me that easily." Roy shouted at the door, one hand still clutching at his nose as the other pounded at the offending door.
"Fine if choo want to help, go burn down the war'robe." The door suddenly swung open again and Roy fell forward mid pound, straight onto the furious teen in the doorway.
"Ah, you can't reach her?" Roy said mildly to Edward, who was now struggling to breath as he was squashed beneath Roy, who, as Maes had mentioned earlier: needed to find time to go to the gym.
"No. But that's besides the point!" the blond wheezed, struggling around and finally managing to bring his hands together in a clap.
"And what exactly is the point?" Roy said suddenly looking at the world from a different vantage point.
"The point is, that I need revenge." Edward said, smiling up at Roy. It was not a smile that promised fun for the whole family, quite the opposite in fact.
"Why don't you alchemise a little ed-sized revenge for yourself?" Roy felt the blood start to run to his head, fill his usually pale skin a flaming red and make him exceedingly dizzy. And through is own discomfort, he still felt rather amused at baiting the ever-baitable Ed.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO UNDER-GROWN THAT A BABY COULD STEP ON HIM AND SQUISH HIM INTO A THOUSAND TINY ED SIZED PIECES??"
"Err you?"
"GGGRAAAAAA!" obviously this was the wrong answer; Roy mused after Edward had put the finishing touches on Roys current position.
"So you can't use alchemy on anything to do with Elysia, because Maes forbade you from using alchemy in the house? But that wont stop you using it on me?"
"How'd choo- well, duh." Ed said, mimicking Roy's own voice.
"He did the same thing to me, threatened me-"
"On pain of photographs." They both said simultaneously, "not that I would use my darling Elysia as black mail!" they quoted.
"Stupid fathers." Edwards muttered, along with a few unprintable phrases.
"I couldn't agree more." Roy said through gritted teeth.
"Well, choo can just hang out 'ere, I'll go check on the monster." With out another word –though he did let out a peel of laughter- he bolted up the stairs and though a doorway marked by hundreds of flowers and a little plaque that read 'the angles room'.
He left Roy, hanging from the ceiling wrapped in a cocoon of brick. Roy groaned and tried to worm his way out of the cocoon, then decided this was a bad idea, a very bad idea. Above him –or actually bellow him- the ground was covered in hundreds of miniature Elysia, all with their very own set of rather sharp looking devil horns and pitchforks, all of which were aimed at him.
And the worst part was, he couldn't click. His hands were wrapped in what seemed to be tape, tape made out of photographs. Now he was pissed, Edward would regret ever having transmuted his gloves, Roy vowed.
"Ugh, Edward? You want to let me down now?" he yelled furiously.
"How about no?"
"I order you to get me down NOW, major!"
"Then please, by all means, don't excuse the insubordination."
Roy just growled in response.
And all because of a damn cold.
Belle
AN:
Just for kicks- I am going to start a little comp here, you send in your best quotes and the one I find the best will be posted not only at the bottom of a chapter of 'all because of a damn cold' it will also be (with your permission) put into a whole new fic, one devoted to one liners, one per chapter, your quote will have your name next to it and everything, so if you have any funny, witty, wise or beautiful quotes, send them in! There will be the chance to have your quote on each new chapter I post!
Just for kicks-quote of the day:
"Only the innocent need lawyers, the guilty already know how to lie." Belledonner –me! -