Author's Note: I am very glad people like this. It will continue to cute as I can make it (well, not that cute, because I think I would be sick on my keyboard).
Here is a paragraph of "as cute as I can make it":
Ed looked up at Riza, a smile in his brilliant golden eyes. With a shake of his head, his sun-drenched hair came loose of its braid and flowed over his shoulders. A brilliant sapphire butterfly fluttered in front of him, landing on his nose. He looked crosseyed at, causing Riza to giggle gently.
Yeah. Not doing that. I will make it cute, though.
I will not, however, make Ed rip Roy's pants off, as one commenter suggested. O.o Wha…you have obviously not been feeding your inner fangirl often enough! Anyways…
Ed flicked an ear as the water ran into the tub. Al held an arm over to see if it would steam on the metal. After several minutes of trying to determine the temperature, he just gave up.
"You're going to have to put your paw in the water, Nii-san."
Ed put his paws on the edge of the tub and reached one out to the spout.
"Miaow."
"I guess its okay. I can't believe how filthy you are; you got dirt all over my insides yesterday! You haven't had a bath since the fight, and that was two days ago."
"Rowr."
"I know we've had other things to worry about…"
Ed began to struggle out of his shirt. Al reached over and pulled it off for him. Ed set his paws back down on the edge of the tub and watched the water swirl as Al bent down and began to tug at his boots.
When he'd gotten them off, he examined Ed's feet. Both were covered in fur, and they had thinned. Al had noticed Ed walking on his toes lately (and his front paws as well) with his knees tucked underneath him, as his legs were still slightly long for this way of walking. His heels were still round, however, so Al guessed that he would be able to walk bipedally if he so chose.
He reached over Ed and turned off the water.
"C'mon, Nii-san, you have to get clean."
"Miaow."
Ed cooperatively stood up on his feet, allowing Al to unfasten his pants. He stepped out of them, and was promptly scooped up and dropped into the tub.
"Rowr!"
He made a much larger splash than necessary. Water spattered the ceiling.
"Nii-san!"
Ed gave him a toothy grin and then watched with interest as the water turned a dark black.
"Eugh. You really were dirty." Remarked Al, looking at the water. He picked up Ed's discarded shirt. "This smells funny."
"Miaow."
"And now the bathroom smells like wet cat."
He set the tub to drain and turned the shower on.
"Make you sure you get all the loose dirt off. I'm going to go put these in the laundry."
By the time he came back, Ed had succeeded in soaking all the towels in the bathroom.
"Nii-san!"
Ed shrank back as Al advanced on him with the shampoo. He poured a generous amount on his head and lathered it, then left it for a minute as he put the plug back in. When he turned back to Ed, however, he realized that he'd forgotten to undo his braid.
"You should've said something."
He undid it, then began to carefully comb the shampoo through Ed's hair with his fingers.
"Can you even talk?"
"Miaow."
"Well, you're pretty clear about what you want anyway."
Al sat back in contemplation, and Ed flicked an ear at him. Al cupped water in his hands and began to rinse Ed's hair.
"Maybe we should get a pet shampoo for you. And you're going to start eating eggs for breakfast. Riza said it would keep your coat glossy. Stand up."
Ed did so. Al winced.
"You're still covered in dirt, nii-san."
"Rowr."
"Is it really that caked on?"
He discovered shortly that it was. By the time it was removed, Ed was scrubbed a bright pink and looked thoroughly disgruntled.
"You should get used to it. Your new fur is going to be much harder to keep clean."
"Rowr."
"Get out of the tub. Stand on the bath mat while I go find a dry towel."
He went down the hall to the cupboard and dug out a large towel that was reasonably fluffy.
When he got back to the bathroom, however, Ed was gone.
He followed the trail of wet paw prints to the kitchen, where (to his horror) he found Ed on the counter, attempting to get at the cookie-jar Al had hidden on a high shelf.
"Nii-san, the shades are up! Can't you wait a little a while for your food?"
He could not.
"Rowr!"
Al rushed forward in time to catch the jar.
"Nii-san! Everyone can see you! Get off the counter—come back! Nii-san!"
Ed made a wild dash for the front door. Al went after him, hoping desperately that Ed would have forgotten that with the broken latch, the door only required a stiff push to open—
Ed remembered.
"Miaow!"
-…-
Mustang looked out his window with a sigh. He wouldn't be able to avoid work forever.
Then he caught sight of something that made him sit up.
"Hawkeye! Get in here!"
She got, with a very annoyed look on her face.
"Yes, colonel?"
"Isn't that Fullmetal down there?"
She looked.
"I can't think of anyone else whose tail is that long, so yes, it must be."
They watched for a few moments.
"Why is he naked?"
They both leapt up and spun around in midair, Riza drawing her gun in alarm. She relaxed when she saw who it was.
"Hughes!" snapped Mustang. "Don't come up on us suddenly like that!"
Hughes shrugged. "Just curious as to what the two of you found so fascinating. Seems like there's something going on with Ed that you didn't tell me about."
He gave Mustang a frown, who shrugged.
"Everyone's going to know about it now."
Riza looked out the window, a worried look on her face.
"Why on earth would he be doing something like this, running around naked? It seems like he's changed after what happened."
"I can't say I'm surprised." Murmured Hughes.
Mustang gave a single nod. "Fine. Get them both in here. We'll discuss further actions."
Riza and Hughes nodded, and both turned to depart. Mustang called after them,
"Make sure he's dressed!"