Drabble Rating: G
Status: 9/100
Word Count: 200
Theme: Roy Al #18: "Snow"
Snow was much, much better than rain. Rain always put Roy on-edge and irritable. More than once, while they were walking through it, Alphonse could see Mustang scanning the street, his hand straying towards his holster.
But snow! Snow was soft and comforting, and it brought out Roy's inner child. That's why Alphonse made every excuse to get them outside when it snowed; especially when the snow was nicely packed and perfect for throwing.
Mustang's sense of decorum and dignity meant that he would never, ever stoop to throwing snowballs. He was far too grown-up to engage in snowball fights.
At least, until Alphonse struck first. As soon as the first snowball splattered against Roy's uniform, all bets were off; Roy didn't have the depth perception he used to, and his vision was limited, but he had experience and maturity on his side, which meant that, more often than not, he'd be returning two or three hits for every one Al got on him. Soon, snowballs started flying everywhere.
But Al always ended up winning, because he'd use alchemy toturn Royinto a snowman. Not that Roy minded, of course; he had other victory conditions in mind.