Disclaimer: "Mom?" "Do I need to get out your birth certificate?"
Gold eyes stared up at Scar. A growl escaped his throat.
Scar placed his right hand on the head in front of him.
"Where's Alphonse Elric when I need him?" he grumbled, picking up the tiny kitten. "I don't know how to take care of cats!"
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