100 themes FMA
Theme: 17: Competition
Characters: Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, Winry Rockbell
Universe: Manga/Brotherhood
Words: 392
Warnings: No cookies.
"Okay, the starting line's gonna be here," Ed declared, dragging his toe through the dirt. "An' the finish line's... the gnarly tree, 'kay?"
"You're drawing it wonky," Al declared, crossing his arms and glaring at his big brother. Ed looked down at the line.
"No I didn't," he insisted. Al stomped his foot.
"Yes you did!" He whined. "It looks like you haven't 'cause you're standing at a funny angle, but you did! You always cheat!"
"Yeah, but he always loses anyway," Winry interjected, just grinning when Ed turned to glare at her. "He can't win when he plays fair an' he knows it."
"Can too!" Ed declared, dragging his toe through the dirt again. "Fine... There, happy?"
"Winry, can you go an' stand by the gnarly tree to see who wins?" Al asked politely. "He's gonna lie otherwise." Winry giggled and got up, dusting off her dress as she strode towards the tree.
"You both pick on me," Ed grumbled. "You shouldn't pick on your big brother. We shouldn't even be fightin' about this one. I'm older'n you, an' taller by a whole two inches, an'-"
"Winry's taller'n both of us, though," Al pointed out. "An' her birthday's a whole month 'fore yours. Come on, or are you gonna give up?"
"No way!" Ed said, crouching down by the starting line like he'd seen the older kids do. Al stayed standing up. "Right, three- two- one- GO!"
Al shot off towards the tree. Ed tried to, but he tripped over his own feet, and by the time he'd bounced back up and running, Al was almost at the tree already. There was no way he'd catch up.
"We need to do it again!" he complained. "No fair! I fell!"
"It's your own stupid fault," Winry said. "Al wins."
Ed crossed his arms, turned around and stomped away in a huff. From a distance, he watched Al ask Winry. She giggled and shook her head, before wandering off, bored already with boys and their stupid competitions. Al wandered over despondently and plopped down by his big brother.
"No good," he said morosely. "Winry said she wouldn't marry either of us."
"Neither of us?" Ed complained, lying down heavily. "That sucks!"
"I know," Al huffed. "We're gonna have to come up with another excuse for Granny Pinako to make cookies for us, huh?"
This one's based on a true story. When I was little, I occasionally got married to a friend of mine in his back yard so that his mum would make us cookies to celebrate.
I don't own any of the rights to FMA. Sadly, Arakawa-sensei's lawyers aren't as thick as Yoki.