explanation time- there is a community on lj that is entirely about an AU in which Ed has a son named Rowan. the utterly fantastic amount of fluff in that community spawned this little monster. enjoy! -fireun
"Well, it must be time to stop for some lunch, eh?" Ed pushed his glasses back up his nose, put both arms to use holding his son, and looked for a promising spot. Seeing something that appeared appropriate, Ed started off the road, settling down a few feet off to the left, on a grassy bit beneath a tree. He plopped Rowan in his lap, and hauled his pack from his shoulder, digging about for food. Triumphantly acquiring both sandwich and bottle, he set to work getting both of them fed.
"This is one of those times I don't think anyone would believe their eyes." Ed chuckled; trying to convince Rowan the bottle was in fact an acceptable source of food. "I know, I know, you want a nap, but food first, ok?" Rowan made a gurgling noise that Ed chose to interpret as acceptance, and finally began to suck, albeit halfheartedly, at the bottle.
"We're both tired. But hey, I promise we will stop soon. Get a real dinner and a nice place to sleep." Ed mussed the baby's fluffy light hair and then retrieved his sandwich with his free hand. "I promised I would take care of you properly, didn't I? I might not have had the best father in the world myself, but I had a damn good role model." Ed chuckled, thinking back on the somewhat insane, somewhat inspiring, antics of Maes Hughes. He paused for a moment, looking down at the admittedly adorable baby in his arms...
"One thing Rowan, if I EVER get that enthusiastic about photos of you, spit up on me or something. Or better yet, spit up on the photos."