This is really just a drabble on the seven deadly sins themselves, not so much the characters. I'm sure it's been done before, but this just came to mind, making me write it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist or the seven deadly sins. It'd be just a little bit weird if I did own the seven sins.


Not So Different After All

Things were abnormally quiet in the basement-wannabe-bar known as the Devil's Nest. That probably made sense, seeing as how everyone else was asleep.

Finding the bar stools thoroughly uncomfortable, Greed sprawled himself out on the counter top. Why the counter and not the floor or couch? Simple; the liquor was closer this way.

The homunculus sighed hoarsely in an attempt to clear his throat. Then he brought the bottle he was holding to his lips and tipped it upside-down. Some of the amber liquid spilled out of either side of his mouth; that'll happen when drinking while lying on your back.

Through the heavy haze in his skull, Greed realized that he started sucking down only air. Great, he was out of another one. Why couldn't beer bottles be bigger to save poor drunks like him the hassle of getting another one? Growling to himself, Greed gruffly tossed the empty bottle to the side of the counter where it joined all the other shards of shattered glass from his previous drinks.

Without moving anything but his arm, Greed reached his gloved hand down, searching for another bottle that should have been on the shelf behind the counter. Finally finding one, Greed grinned and popped off the cap with his thumb nail, eager to satiate his lust for alcohol.

Lust?

No, greed. His greed for alcohol.

Actually, lust would work just as well in that context. After all, lust was just greed for flesh. For that matter, gluttony was just greed for food, right?

Now, Greed wasn't prone to introspection or philosophical thinking in general, but his fuzzed brain didn't know that at the time. Therefore, he continued with his thoughts about the nature of greed.

Greed really was just the result of selfishness, self-centeredness – the desire to have regardless of what it would cost others. And didn't self-centeredness eventually just turn into pride? Pride - the thought that you were better than anyone else. Yes, that was all pride was.

And wrath always stemmed from some egotistical refusal to accept another's point of view.

Come to think of it, slothfulness existed because some people didn't care enough about others to ever do anything. A sloth cared only for itself, after all.

Envy was the want for something that someone else had. To desire to keep it for oneself.

Seven results from the same thing. Selfishness. They were all born from selfishness.

Wasn't it selfish to try to bring back what was dead just so that you wouldn't be alone? Wasn't it selfish to seek immortality regardless of the costs?

In the end, he guessed there was only one sin in the world.

Selfishness.

…..

Man, he needed to go to bed before his mind kept making stuff up.