A/N: The Christmas continuity as of now--drabbles 10, 12, 13, 14, 15, and now 16.
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Drabble 16: Greed in Reverse
Greed had gone overboard with the presents.
"Uh, I know there was a Secret Santa, but, um..." None of them could get over how sheepish the Homunculus looked, nor could they get their eyes off the huge and bulging sack he eagerly pushed toward them.
"Hell, I couldn't resist." And with that, he gently shook the sack, all the presents sliding out in a variety of sizes and names--Martel, Al, Dorchet, Roah, Ed, Winry, Scieszka, Pinako, even the dog Den.
There was only one thing to do. Greed settled back with his egg nog and the camera he had gotten from his Secret Santa, Pinako, as he watched and heard the ripping of wrapping paper.
To Winry, auto-mail related stuff of course, new tools and a book that recounted auto-mail's history and steel upgrades. (She squealed in delight, especially over Ed's state watch nestled in its small box; after the elder Elric's rage, everyone had a good laugh over that joke, even Winry wasn't disappointed at all, and Al asked Greed how he had managed to get his hands on it without big brother's notice.)
To Ed himself, a rare book on alchemy he had idly looked for as a side-quest, and a set of small daggers reminiscient of Hughes'. (While the boy happily chattered to Al about showing the daggers to Hughes when they saw him next time, Winry and Pinako shot small glares at Greed, who merely shrugged; he knew they would come in handy for Ed...)
To Alphonse, a book on 100 types of felines, and hidden within the pages was a magazine picturing rather revealing women, the exact one the Homunculus had caught the armored boy riffling through the other day; in addition, a blank journal accompanied by a pen and pencil, and written on the interior cover of the journal was this message written in Greed's messy scrawl: "Suggestion--write down all your plans for when you have your human body back. #1, I guarantee I'll get you to try some beer, maybe even some egg nog if there's any around!"
To Pinako, some auto-mail related stuff, but the centerpiece was a new pipe, with a note stuck on that said, "For blowing the largest smoke-circles ever to grace Resembool." (The old mechanic smirked, immediately putting the pipe to the test, and the youngest ones actually gasped as the smoke-circle kept growing and growing and growing...)
To Martel, a gun and a dress. (While most people stared at the gun, Dorchet, Roah, and Martel herself stared at the dress; they were both a soft black, and when the snake chimera looked at the Homunculus, who just blushed and smiled, she found herself blushing and smiling as well.)
To Dorchet, a new sheath for his blade and a book of poetry, as well as his own blank journal with its own pena and pencil and its own message of "Read me any stuff that's meant for an audience, o.k.?" (Ed was surprised their resident swordsman was a poet, and the dog chimera offered to let the boy skim through his new book a bit; Dorchet looked pleased as the elder Elric remarked how poetry didn't seem as bad as he first thought.)
To Roah, a silvery pocket watch, a new set of cards and a dartboard game. (The dartboard game was immediately put into play, and it was planned that it would later that night be used for Martel's lesson to Ed on throwing daggers.)
To Den and Scieszka...really, just bones and books respectively. (Both dove head-first into their piles.)
All the while, Greed busied himself snapping photos. His fanged grin from the camera paused as he noticed the glazed look in Mr. Shrimp Alchemist's eyes as he watched him, of course not really seeing him.
"What?" The elder Elric shook himself, anxiously waving Greed off, and he let it slide, since he listened in seconds later when the boy confessed to his younger brother his fear that the Homunculus would develop a camera-fanaticism like a certain you-know-who. Greed figured he'd find out later who this camera-fanatic was, after a little more egg nog...
A/N: Dorochet's poetry is inspired by another fic on drabble 14 in laylah's Never Enough, Greed/Everything series. Martel has a gun, because frankly, I imagine she needs one, and the same thing goes for Ed's new daggers; had fun giving Pinako a Gandalf-styled pipe; really had fun giving Al something to satsify those hormones I imagine are overactive since being bound in a suit of armor; also, Greed with a camera...well, I always thought he and Hughes were quite similar. But, the toughest thing about all this was figuring out what everyone would be getting, and I think that in the end, I won't be doing that again...
