Sorry guys, you'll have to wait for the next part of the last drabble. I can't think of what to write for that. So, meanwhile, enjoy this. :3
(Start)
It was like a thousand suns had just lit in his mouth. Then after that, an untrained doctor attempted to cut out his tongue with a dull knife. And as if that wasn't enough, somebody had made him inhale smoke through his nose before making him enter a sauna with a broken thermostat. Roy sent a heated glare in Edward's direction as he gulped down another mouthful of water and then pressed the cool glass to his red cheeks.
"Really. Who knew the Flame Alchemist couldn't handle spicy food?" The blonde cackled as he nibbled on his own spicy-tuna hand roll.
"I hate you."
(End)
Ever eat one of those? Or three because nobody else could finish them? It hurts like you wouldn't believe. But they're sooo good. I must be some kind of masochist. xD