Nevermore Sister
Too Close for Comfort
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"AHHHHHHHHHH!"
"And I never want to see you in my sight again!"
The slamming of the front door could be heard throughout the city. Al was never this embarrassed by his brother before in his life. Especially since Ed was face down on the ground with his ass in the air. How that boy managed to leave a red footprint on Ed's ass was beyond him, but it was glowing like a coming attraction.
Ed, on the other hand, wasn't embarrassed. On the contrary, he was downright pissed! Not only did that punkish girly boy call him short, he literally kicked him out of the shop. Ed was not happy. That boy, Darren, had information that Ed wanted. Ed knew he was holding back from saying anything. He was a fucking State Alchemist! He should get all the goddamned information he wants.
Al couldn't do anything but hold back his brother who was now trying to break down the shop door. Al couldn't take the struggling anymore so he threw Ed back into his armor.
"Goddamn it, Al!" Ed's voice echoed. "Let me out!"
"Not until you learn to control your temper, Nii-san."
"Al!"
This was too embarrassing. Walking around when someone thinks you're just wearing armor is one thing. When someone looks at you and hears two voices coming out is another thing. But Al had to put up with it. Back to the pub to see if Bernie remembered anything else than what he told them.
She opened her door to her bedroom that afternoon to complete darkness. She growled. She hated State Alchemists. She just couldn't stand them. They probe and poke into business that doesn't concern them. Much like that puny blond who got an attitude with her earlier.
But she couldn't help but feel like she knows him from somewhere. She couldn't remember where it was though. If she wasn't mistaken, she thought that he looked a lot like her father. The blonde hair, the golden eyes; reminded her a lot about him. It made her uneasy.
There was a knock at her door, pulling her from her thoughts. She groaned again and got up. She made her way to the door and looked through the peephole. The face outside looked familiar. A grin plastered on his face, and long green hair falling from his head.
Goddamn it, she thought. Not now…
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A/N: Okay... I know I said I wasn't going to update this soon. I changed my mind. I'll give a cookie to whomever names the Mystery Character. Get this wrong and I'll hurt you. Next chapter coming soon! Read and Review please!
The Pathetic Writer: Happy? The next chapter has alcohol and more insults.