Word Count: 205
Theme: Bloody Sunday
Me: This is kind of a leading chapter, kind of like filler to explain some small things that play a big part in the next chapter.
Goddess: remember this along with chapter 4.
Me: Enjoy!
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It had been four months of hell. Ever since Ed's burned down, and they had 'slept' in Envy's he had been a wreck. The smallest thing pissed him off, he was never happy, and his appetite had taken a turn for the worse. Everything was topped off on Sunday when Ed a huge outburst.
"So, Edo-koi, what would you like for breakfast?" Before Ed could answer, "I made pancakes." He set them down in front of Ed, who looked at them, back up at Envy, back to the pancakes when…
WHAM!
"What the FUCK! If you didn't want them all you had to do was say so! You didn't have push them on the floor!"
"They're icky! I want milk!"
Envy's jaw dropped. "You want what?"
"MILK!"
'I hate fucking bloody Sundays! Something like this happens every fucking Sunday!' Envy thought
"Ok, are you feeling alright? Because you never drink milk!"
"No, my head hurts." Ed said before throwing up last night's inner and passing out.
Envy panicked.
-At the hospital-
"So what's wrong, concussion, malnutrition? He hasn't had much to eat," Envy told the doctor, "Maybe that's what is causing his mood swings." Envy muttered to himself.
"No," the doctor missed the muttered statement. "Something far stranger."
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Me: Well thank you so much for reviewing!
Goddess: Please keep them coming!
Me: Oh and-
Goddess: the last chapter was the halfway point.
Me: Buh Bye!
