Gay Pride (Or something like that)
Roy's Birthday
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, by if someone could, it should be Juan Carlos!
Note: YAOI RoyxEd OOC (Duh)
There's extreme cooking (literally) in this ficlet! Beware!
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It was an early Saturday morning, but Edward, who was usually sleeping late, crawled out of his bed, making sure not to wake up Roy.
He tip-toed down the stairs, carefully... carefully...
FWOOOP
Ed fell down the few steps. In piercing pain, he stood up, and tried once more to get away from their room as quietly as possible. Finally he made it to the kitchen, and picked up the phone.
The blonde dialed a number.
"-Yawwwnnnn- Hello? Winry here, who's this?"
"Winry, it's me, Ed!"
"Edo! Hello!" Winry said cheerfully. "How are you, how's Roy been?"
"Good, good, but I need your help."
"Sure what is it?"
"I need a recipe..." Ed gulped, "A cake recipe."
"Wow, when did you become the house wife, Edward?"
"Haha, funny Winry, just get me a chocolate cake recipe, okay?"
Ed heard something in the background of Winry's call. A Clunk, clunk, clunk. It was Alphonse.
"Winry, your up so early, and on the phone, who is it?" Alphonse said.
"Al, do you know where the cookbooks are?" Winry was obviously on speaker phone by now.
"Sure, here," He pointed to a shelf and pulled out a cook book. "But why?" Al said.
"Edward wants to bake a cake!" She yelled.
"Just tell the whole world, Winry..." Mumbled the Fullmetal.
"What? Ed's baking a cake?" His brother was now yelling too.
"Who's baking a cake?" Pinako screamed from the top of the stairs.
"Edward is!" Winry and Alphonse said together.
Ed felt like just hanging up now. All he had wanted was a stupid recipe for a cake.
"Winry, just give me a recipe!"
"Okay, okay." Winry started reading ingredients out of a random cook book. Edward took note of everything and wrote down with all the detail he could get from Winry's cookbook.
"Thanks, bye!" Ed hung up.
"Wait ED! I forgot something!" She had for got him to put vegetable oil on the sides of the pan so the cake doesn't stick, but it was too late, the Blonde had already hung up.
"Well, I guess he'll figure out the needs to grease the pan sooner or later.." Winry thought to herself.
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Ed was over excited to start cooking! He took out a large bowl.
"Okay, two eggs," Ed said to him self, looking at the directions. He dropped two full eggs in the bowl, shell and everything.
"2 cups of water," He took a glass and filled it to the rim with water, then put it in the bowl. He repeated this process one more time. "There two cups of water, what's next?" He looked at the list of directions and ingredients.
This went on for a while, just throwing ingretiates in the bowl. Finally, he poured the mixture into a pan, with out even mixing. The directions didn't say he had to mix it, and he had to follow the directions.
Edward put the pan in the oven, and then set the timer for 20 minutes.
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Ding! The cake was ready. Edward pulled out of the oven, a monster-cake. It was uneven, and falling apart. It had the whole top caved in, and you could still see specks of chocolate powder on the sides.
"Oh no! What have I done?" Ed thought to himself. And what a coincidence, Roy was coming towards the kitchen.
"Roy, go back, don't come in!" Too late, the Colonel was already there, mouth wide open staring at the clump of spongy cake before him.
"Um... Happy Birthday Roy?"
Awkward pause.
"Roy? Um... want a slice?" Roy was still staring at the monster Ed had created.
Edward flipped the pan over on to a plate, but the cake was stuck in the pan! He smacked the bottom of the pan, and crumbs started falling on the plate.
The blonde hit it once more, and then more then half of the cake fell on to the plate, but the bottom of it was still stuck to the pan.
"Uh oh..." Ed thought.
The middle of the cake was goo. It was the uncooked mix just drooping from the center of the spongy cake.
"Edward," Roy looked at the cake in disgust. "I, um, love it." He said, taking out a fork and sticking it in the "cake" and taking a small nibble of his birthday surprise.
Bad idea; It was the grossest thing Roy had ever tasted.
"Ed.."
"Yes, Roy?" Ed said.
"It's the thought that counts, but next time, let me do the cooking." Roy exclaimed.
The Fullmetal felt stupid, but then of course Roy has his ways of cheering Ed up.
Roy dove in for a birthday hug, and that was all he needed, and that was the only birthday present he really wanted.
I like making partially fluffy endings. They make me happy xD
This is a little longer then others, but still just as good!
Thanks for taking the time to read it, and to review it. You know my policy, you review, you get virtually hugged!
Juan Carlos was feeling depressed today... Maybe someone should draw some fan art for him!
Yah! Draw a picture of what you think Juan Carlos looks like, send the link to me, and I'll put all the links up some where. Yahhh!
I love you all!
-Peachar