My fireplace.
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While Envy stroke Edward's hair he spared the fireplace a look. He still remembered the day he first saw it, as if it was yesterday. Lust was right. He did need it.
***Flashback
"Oh, Envy!" gah, that woman was annoying. Envy had just finished his polite (ehrm, using a chainsaw is polite, right?)talk with Wrath about why he shouldn't intrude in Envy's room. Envy swore to himself he would kill the little pest some day. Lust did not help improve his mood. Seriously, who the hell walks in on an annoyed homunculus, singing? She needed help, that woman.
"Yees?" Envy responded in the same annoying way.
"I've got something for you..." Oh, no. Not like last time he hoped. Last time you ask? She gave him a dress! She had told him that if he wanted to be female he should just take the whole step at once! Who gave her that ridicoulus idea? 'Cause Envy knew someone did, and right then that person bought himself a ticket to extreme pain and humiliation. If it was you, run.
"What?" he spat at her.
"You've got to see what I put in your cabin in east!" No. No. That bitch did not. Touch. His. House.
"What did you do?" Envy kept his voice as a low hiss, a warningsignal everyone reacted to, in a more or less messy manner.
Lust shivered at his tone, wondering if she had made a mistake. "You'll see."
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"A fireplace?" his voice was filled vith disbelief. "A fireplace? Are you nuts?"
"It's really good to have."
"Yeah, and Wrath is in love with the Fullmetal shrimp."
"I insist," she said, "That you keep it."
"Pfft," he snorted, "You insist."
"Yes, yes, I do" she simply said.
"I'm not propsing, you don't have to answer me so damn formal. And that abnomation's going out!" he was only inches from jumping on her and tear her to peices.
Lust shivered again. She had definetly made a mistake. But there was no backing down now. She extended her nails and walked up to Envy, nailing him to the wall and hitting him in some... ehrm... private... places.
"No. It stays. I insist."
Envy whimered. Damn that bitch and her nails. Didn't she know it hurt? He nodded weakly and she let him down.
"Good. Why don't you thank me?" Lust asked with fake innocence coating her voice.
"I'll thank you when I use it," was his bitter answer.
End flashback***Envy gulped. He was going to have to thank Lust for it. He just thanked any kind of God a sin could pray to that he wasn't Pride.
He shook his head clear of those thoughts. He didn't have to worry about that until Ed woke up.
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Outside, Lust smirked. Oh, she would enjoy it when Envy came to her and thanked her for the fireplace. She would enjoy it a lot.
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