Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist
Chapter 6
"Roy! Roy, wake up!" Al pushed hard at Roy.
"Nnnn…"
"Roy! I think the baby wants out!"
Suddenly Roy was wide awake. "What! But it's not due for another two months!"
"Did anyone try telling that to it!" Al's face contorted with pain for a few seconds.
"Shit!" exclaimed Roy. He jumped out of bed and ran to get dressed, grabbing random items of clothing and pulling them on. When he was done, he grabbed the car keys. "Ok, lets go"
Al stared at him. "I'm not going anywhere with you looking like that"
"Huh?" Roy looked down at himself and grimaced. His uniform jacket and the pink and green polka-dot miniskirt Al had bought him as a joke were never meant to be put together.
Getting rid of the skirt, he grabbed a pair of pants and pulled them on.
When he was finally ready, he picked up Al and carried him to the car, ignoring the other man's protests that he could still walk.
He then drove at top speed to the hospital, narrowly missing several pedestrians on the way, and flattening another.
Arriving at the hospital, he grabbed Al and ran for the doctor.
Roy was told by several people to stay in the waiting room, however the distraught alchemist stopped all such orders, scaring everyone half to death by the look on his face as he set some poor nurse's hair on fire.
"OH GOD! MAKE IT STOP!" Screamed Al. "ROY! HELP ME!"
Roy helplessly held Al's hand. "It's ok! It's all going to be fine…!" he muttered repeatedly, as much to himself as to Al.
Roy freaked out as Al screamed in agony, then fainted. "AL! AL! DON'T DIE! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU!" he howled.
The doctors developed a severe case of sweatdrops as the older alchemist threw himself on top of his unconscious lover and bawled.
Through some miracle, they managed to work around the distraught man, and three hours later, an exhausted Al was cooing at his newborn children – twins, a boy and a girl – as Roy stared over his shoulder in awe. "They're so tiny…" he muttered. "Now what the hell do we do with them?"
Al laughed softly. "It can't be that hard" he whispered.
"But what if they break?" Roy wanted to know.
"They're not going to break. Not if you're careful" Al held a child out to Roy. Roy took it gingerly. "What if I drop it?"
There was no reply from Al. He was already asleep.
Well, you guys are really lucky – this was going to be the last chapter. It was just too hard for me. It was going stale. But I think I managed to rescue it, so it's going to continue as Al and Roy struggle with parenthood.
My best friend won't have anything to do with this fic, and I need help with it, so if anybody out there wants to volunteer to have ideas bounced off them, I would be very grateful.
And folks, these kids need names. Maybe you guys have a name you particularly like? Suggest a few please. I need to name Riza's baby boy as well.