Disclaimer: Don't own it, so don't sue me. I don't really like this one, but at least I'm practicing my writing.
B is for Blond(e)
Amazingly, there were some days you really could not tell Edward was a blonde.
Some days, he would retort to some prick with a verbal bashing so accurate, you would swear someone else had thought of it.
Some days, he would not reply when someone poked at his height (though it was rare, and he was usually fuming to begin with).
And then there were days when the alchemist would be hit hard with a blonde moment. Like today in the mess hall.
He would spend so much time studying and researching, that he would forget the day… and the mess hall's daily special.
Normally, he wasn't picky to begin with; always eating everything in sight. On Thursdays, he'd never eat in the mess hall because he didn't like the special: popcorn shrimp.