Dress Up

Chapter 3

"STOP LAUGHING! IT'S NOT FUNNY!" Edward screeched, lunging at Alphonse for probably the 6th time that afternoon. Ever since the "incident", which was what Ed was now calling it, everyone had been snickering and whispering behind his back, even people that hadn't been there. It was obvious that Hughes had been talking.

Alphonse, expecting the attack, moved out of the way of his raging brother. "I'm sorry, Ed. I'll stop laughing. I promise." Al said, raising his hands up in surrender. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Once he had himself under control, he flashed a smile to his brother, who was glaring at him to show that he was serious.

Edward, seeing that Al had really stopped, lowered his raised fist and continued walking down the hallway leading out of the building. Al lowered his hands as well and jogged to catch up with his brother.

They continued walking in silence and were just a few feet from the door when Havoc and Breda turned the corner right in front of them.

"Hey, boss! Why you leaving so early? You don't get off till seven o'clock. It's only…five." Havoc question, looking at his watch to see what time it was.

"He's probably going home to pick out the dress he's gonna wear tomorrow. You knew how women are with their clothing." Breda said, nudging Havoc in his side. Both men looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. Havoc had to lean against the wall for support and Breda actually had tears coming out of his eyes.

Poor Al was trying his best not to laugh, he had promised not to after all. But the picture of Edward in a frilly pink dress and pigtails kept flashing in his mind and, after a futile battle with self control, he clutched his sides and fell to the floor on his knees, laughing so hard he was practically howling.

Ed could only stand and stare at the people that were SUPPOSED to be his friends and the person that WAS his little brother. 'What a bunch of assholes…' He thought. He then walked around the pile of people laughing, crying and gasping for air sprawled on the floor and continued toward his freedom. There was no point in yelling at them. What would they do? Say: 'Gee, I'm sorry. I won't ever do that again. I promise.' Tch, yeah right. They would probably say something along the lines of 'Calm down, little missy. We were just kidding with you. By the way, when are you gonna become Mrs. Mustang? Anytime soon?' then burst into another fit of laughter. It was pointless to freak out, so he decided to just walk away.

Edward sighed as he reached the door and pushed it open, walking through the threshold into the late afternoon sun. What the hell was he going to do? He couldn't just not fulfill his end of the deal. Roy and him knew the consequences of losing when they agreed to do the bet, so now he had to do it. But he didn't have any girl clothing, and he'd be damned if went into a store to buy some! Ed sighed again and began descending the stairs. Halfway down he heard someone call out his name. He stopped and turned to see who it was and saw Al running towards him telling him to wait. He rolled his eyes and started walking down the stairs again, ignoring his brother. He was probably gonna say that he was sorry for laughing and that he would never do it again, just like last time

A few moments later Al had got up with Ed and was now walking beside him. "Ed, please don't be angry. Lighten up and try to see the humor in all of this." Al asked in a sweet voice, smiling at Edward. Ed stopped dead in his tracks and glared daggers at Al. "'Lighten up and try to see the humor?'" Ed repeated, looking at Al like he was insane. "How would you like it if you had to walk around for an entire month dressed as a girl, the whole time acting like one of Mustang's many bimbos? Huh? I don't think you would like it very much!" Ed shouted, stomping past his brother.

Alphonse sighed heavily. There was no sense in trying to reason with Ed. He was pissed, and no one could change that. 'I hope Roy's taking this better than brother is' Al thought as he followed a still stomping Ed back home in silence.

A/N: Sorry it's kinda short and it took me so long to update! I had a bad case of writers block. I'll, hopefully, most likely, have the next chapter up in a few days because this one and the next one are gonna be short so it shouldn't take me long…hopefully. Oh, and I hope no one took that "women and their clothing" thing personally, because it's true. Most girls take a while to decide what they're gonna wear. And I'm not being sexist; it's impossible to be sexist against your own sex…I think. Anyways, please R&R! Jaa ne!