"Tell me more about the Apocalypse."
Kimblee's face is blank, emotionless as it usually is, but Envy has learned by now to tell the differences between his expressions. That peculiar light is in his eyes, the same one that had lit up his face when Envy had first put the Philosopher's Stone into his hand, and the same light that had been there when he'd first used it. The two of them had laughed for hours with the exhilaration, Kimblee experiencing the feeling of the Stone's power for the first time, and Envy somehow having enough empathy to imagine what that must feel like, to feel that power coursing through your veins for the very first time.
Perhaps it's foolish, and even disgusting, to feel this for a human, but Envy is...proud, that they are able to tell Kimblee's excitement from his apathy. There are seldom few humans who can claim to understand Kimblee, and even those who think they can are only pretending, trying to be nice to the poor, lonely, Crimson Alchemist and pretending that they could understand what was going on in his unfathomable mind.
It feels good to be the only person who can really understand what Kimblee thinks.
"Ah. The Apocalypse." Envy grins, leaning back, legs crossed gracefully. "You mean the Promised Day."
"Call it what you like," says Kimblee, his mouth quirking ever-so-slightly. "It's still the end of the world."
"It's not the end of the world, silly." Envy punches Kimblee's shoulder lightly. "It's the beginning of the world, the world as it's supposed to be. No more humans, no more silly human quarrels or wars. Just everything as it should be, with Father on the throne of Amestris, and all of Us ruling by his side."
"'Us' being…" Kimblee begins, leaning forward.
Envy shrugs. "My siblings and I. We were born for this, after all."
"Oh, I don't doubt it." Kimblee steeples his fingers, tapping them together thoughtfully. "But I'm curious. If all of the humans are gone…" He pauses his movement, looking Envy in the eye. "...who are you going to rule over?"
Envy… has wondered this before.
Father had never quite explained exactly what would happen next, only that it inevitably would happen, and that they were all to work towards it with diligence.
But that doesn't matter. Envy will learn in due time.
"Oh, that's easy!" says Envy, grinning carelessly. They reach over, patting Kimblee's head. "You. I'll rule over you. Hmm? How do you like that?"
Kimblee brushes Envy's hand away, an eyebrow raised. "I'm a human."
"You're different." Envy smiles sweetly, and puts their hand back. "You're different."
A/N: Ahh so sorry for taking so long to update this... my creativity has been quite lacking lately. This was actually an old draft of my short story "Yours," when it was originally going to be a little bit longer. I didn't wind up writing the longer version, but I hope this stands on its own fairly well.
Thank you so much for reading! I'm really honoured that so many people have enjoyed this story :D (Also I'm very sorry for how bad I've been about replying to comments... my anxiety's been kind of bad lately but it's getting better now, so I'll try my very hardest to reply if anyone else comments!)