Drabble Rating: PG
Status: 8/100
Word Count: 200
Theme: Uke Roy #7: "A Walk"
Alphonse had been working for too long. Far too long. As soon as Roy had returned with the library books, the boy had sealed himself into Roy's study, and hadn't come out for days.
Desperate times called for desperate measures.
Roy burst into the study, pyrotex on and fingers poised to snap. "Alphonse Elric!" His one good eye snapped onto the target in question, and he barked, "Walk! Now!"
Alphonse mumbled, "Later. Important part."
Roy Mustang could, however, be very persuasive. "So help me, Alphonse Elric, if you don't put down that book and take better care of yourself, I will burn this study down!"
So it was that Alphonse found himself strolling through Central, under a considerable amount of duress. However, as he stretched aching legs and blinked in the mild weather, he found himself feeling much better. He and Roy chatted, studiously avoiding the subject of alchemy; random bits of conversation that were precious simply because they were so normal.
After a brief stop to eat, the two made their way back home, laughing and walking arm-in-arm. In the end, Alphonse was forced to admit, a walk with Roy Mustang was the best thing for him.