Chapter Three
The New Pet
When Edward woke up, it was morning, and he could hear Roy in the kitchen, humming.
Edward walked into the kitchen and was greeted by the smell of eggs and sausages. His stomach rumbled loudly.
Roy turned and smirked at Ed, holding two plates with eggs and sausages. "Nice timing, there. Sit down, and lets eat breakfast."
They ate in silence, both lost in thought. Roy was planning out the day, but Edward was trying to figure out what had come over him last night. Sure, Roy is really hot…and his lips are really soft…
Roy finished his food and looked over at Edward, who had of course finished before him and was now…staring at him.
Roy blushed. What was he staring at? He cleared his throat.
"T-today, we're going shopping."
"Shopping?" Edward's eyebrows rose high in surprise.
"Yes. You need new clothes." Roy's tone was matter-of-fact, as if buying Edward some new clothes wasn't a huge favor.
Edward smiled and nodded.
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Edward was confused. He had never really shopped for clothes; all of his clothes had been given to him by his mother. This…this was much more complicated.
Edward looked around him and gazed at the giant towers of racks, filled to brim with clothes of every type, size, and color. Roy browsed through the shirts, oblivious to the boy's discomfort.
"What colors do you like best?"
"H-huh?" Ed snapped out of his daze and looked at Roy, who was gazing at him expectantly. "Uhm, I like red. And black. And silver, too…"
"Red, black, and silver, eh?" Roy smiled. "That's good that you have a preference; it helps narrow down the search. What size are you?"
"Size?"
"Yeah. What size clothes do you wear?"
"I…I dunno."
Roy slapped his forehead lightly. "Well, duh. I should have guessed. Don't worry, we'll just have to try things on. What do you think of this shirt?" Roy held up a black tank top.
"I could wear that." Edward shrugged.
"Alrighty then." Roy tossed the shirt onto a nearby chair and continued looking.
Soon, several t-shirts, pants, and a jacket were added to the pile, and Roy pulled Edward over to the dressing room. Dumping the huge pile of clothes on the bench, Roy pushed Ed inside.
"Try them on. We'll get what fits."
They left the store with three bags of clothes, and headed over to the shoe store.
"So, what kind of shoes do you like?" Roy asked cheerfully. He felt like he was shopping for a new pet.
"Uhm, boots?"
"Boots it is!"
They left that store with another bag, this one holding Edward's new boots. He felt like he was a kid being spoiled with too many toys.
"You don't have to do this, you know."
"Nonsense!" Roy chimed cheerfully. "You're staying at my house, eating my food; you might as well wear clothes that I buy for you."
"W-well, are we done yet?"
"No. There's one more stop."
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"Ice cream?"
"Yup. What flavor do you want?"
"Uh…" There were so many to choose from! Edward closed his eyes and pointed. "That one."
"Mint-chocolate chip? Alright. One mint-chocolate chip cone, and one mocha cone, please."
They left the store and started walking back home, bags in hand and licking their ice cream.