4: Enter The Don's Son
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The twins and their sister stared at their father as if he had grown another head. It was Alfons who recovered first, cleared his throat and asked, "Uh, dad? I thought we were hitmen, not babysitters."
Uley shrugged. "The Don's direct order. Apparently he thinks that it is safer to leave his son in the hands of seasoned killers than bodyguards."
"Wait, wait, wait, wait," Al interjected. "How old is the Don again? Are you sure he's still sane?"
Uley pinched his son's cheek playfully. "Watch your mouth. Don't make him order me to kill you instead."
As Al looked rather chastisized, Alfons sighed and finally said, "So who are we supposed to be protecting, umm..."
"Edward."
"Yes, Edward, from who?"
"Envy's cronies."
It was Winry who made a face this time. "Envy! Of course! He will do anything to be the next Don, won't he."
The twins gave her a pitying look. "Did he bother you again, sis?" Al asked.
"As if he would try," Winry snorted. "He won't like to have his birdy Tommied."
The males in the room grimaced.
"But wait," suddenly Alfons said. "If we get to protect Edward from other hitmen, does that mean Envy is probably sending Lust, Gluttony and Pride at him?"
The siblings looked at among them, and as one, they looked at their dad.
Uley grinned. "I say that this will be a very good chance to bump off some internal competitors."
The grin was quickly followed by the others. "I'll see if I can get more guns," Winry said.
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Al stared at the photo in his hand. "You sure you got the right one?"
"Yes!"
"I thought we're supposed to be looking for a fella, not a doll." Next to him, Alfons wondered outloud.
Winry growled at them from behind the steerwheel. "That's what I told dad when he gave me this, so shut it already!"
The twins looked at each other and sighed.
It only took them less than fifteen minutes to get to the rendezvous point and even less time to find Edward among the crowd in front of the Central Library. His long blond hair stood out easily, making it up for the lack of height. Now that they saw him in person, albeit from a far, the siblings were convinced that while the Don's son was pretty, he was obviously male.
Winry stopped her car right in front of him. "Looking for a ride, baby?" she grinned up at him.
Edward raised an eyebrow at her, looking rather bored. "Rockbell?"
"Winry Rockbell. Hop in," she said as she opened the passanger door.
The young man only hesitated for a second before he boldly came in and at on the seat. He was silent as Winry ran the car down the main road, but finally noticed the twins and turned to see them better.
Al and Alfons waved their hands simultenously and Edward blinked, bored expression disappeared from his face for the first ever since they saw him. The twins broke into similar bright smiles and said, "Hey, Edward!"
"Uh, hey?" He waved back hesitantly, looking rather overwhelmed.
Of course, Winry smirked to herself, nobody could resist her twins' charm. But looking at how Edward was now sporting a slight blush as the twins started to interrogate him on his daily habits and the books he was bringing with him, she wondered if the fella was just not used to having a decent conversation.
They would just have to change that, then.
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