Chapter four: Settling in
Qiuck authors note for all you people's, sadly I only have time for one chapter today, and this one isn't that eventful. So even though this might bore you, I hope, and pray you'll stay with this story to the end! and if you don't that's okay...I don't like you either LOL!
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Al threw his suit cases in the corner, too tired to start unpacking now. He plodded himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was rather dingy, and small.
It had one bed against the tan walls, which didn't have any sheets on it, or pillows. A small dresser, with two drawers placed in small slots in the cut wood; sat next to it. The dresser drawer was completely empty, and was bare on the top of it.
Except for one picture…..the picture was in a wooden frame, and (in the picture) Al saw his younger self staring back at him, and a pair of golden eyes immensely fixed on him.
This had been taken a long time ago, before the failed transmutation.
Ed was ruffling Al's hair, as Al's younger self held up a fish. Smiles wide on their faces.
Al picked up the picture, and placed in inside a drawer sitting on its back. He wiped away a tear that had went astray on his face.
"Oh brother" Al whispered to the picture before shutting the drawer.
Al stared at his things in the corner, he sighed and starting unpacking.
There was a small narrow closet that had been built the wall a few feet away from the end of the bed. He hung up his clothes in the closet. Al folded, and placed his socks and other ware in only one of the small dressers drawer.
He put little trinkets in the other one, and his car keys. He couldn't drive, because he looked only thirteen, he would have to grow, then he would finally be able too…he was so ready to drive. He could have Ed's car.
He put other pictures that weren't framed in the other drawer too. Then he decided to put the framed picture back up on there, so he dusted it off a little and placed it on top, at a delicate angle.
The then put clean white sheets on the bed, and placed a comforter on it, and pillows at the top; he was finally done, and he plopped down on the new sheets.
Al heard talking voices of his new domicile coming from the other room, but they seemed far away, and he fell into a deep sleep.
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When Al woke again, the night sky was dotted with bright stars. The window which had been open this whole time was now letting in a cold breeze that swept through the room.
Al pulled down the window, and sat crossed-legged on his bed. He heard Izumi, Sig, and in the other room, there was a sound of clinking plates, and knifes.
"This is good" he heard Sig say.
Al wasn't hungry, and he was glad they hadn't said anything to him about it. Izumi seemed to understand what he was going through, and what he didn't, and did want to do.
All he wanted to do was lay his head back on the pillows and sleep; it was night already so he couldn't bath. It would be too cold. Al slipped into his plaid night clothes, and tucked himself under the cool covers.
Al closed his eyes, and for the first time in three days, he felt home.
A/N-yeah stay tuned for the next chapter…no flames.