A little late, but here's a Mama's day bit for Envy.
Simplistic
"Mah."
Envy stopped stone cold dead in his tracks for several seconds before whipping around to see who was behind him. But the only other person in the room was his baby daughter, Ayla.
Now slightly unsettled, he wandered over to the playpen, leaning on the edge. Ayla reached for him with one tiny hand.
"Mah," she repeated softly.
Glancing around to make certain no one was there to see him be motherly, Envy reached his own slim hand down and took hers gently.
"So that was you," he muttered.
After a second glance and a few moments silence assured him they were alone, he reached in with both hands, picking the small blonde up and cradling her close to him.
"Can you say 'mama?' You're already pretty close."
She giggled, clapping her hands together.
"Mah."
"No huh? Well, I suppose you're still a bit too little. I'll hear it sooner or later, I'm sure. After all, sometimes I wonder if your father ever shuts up."
Ayla giggled again, but a small click still caught Envy's ear. Violet eyes narrowed, and he slowly set the baby back down in her playpen. Once she was out of his arms he spun around and lunged for the camera Edward held. Knowing better than to stay in reach, and putting possibly his life on the hope Envy wouldn't leave their daughter alone, Ed bolted out the door, camera in hand.
True enough, Envy pulled up short in the doorway, uncertain. Then, smiling rather evily, he proceeded to go back inside and lock first one door and then the other. It wouldn't really keep Ed out, he knew, but it still gave him the satisfaction of doing it. Besides, it would take the alchemist a few minutes at least. Then the camera died.
After, of course, Envy swiped the film.
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That was fun. Thanks for the reviews the last time round, both of you. They were awesome.