Another random idea. Inspired by a prompt on the kinkmeme.
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SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 28 ONWARDS (Brotherhood).
Warning: Has excessive cussing at some points.
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Drabble 2: Gre-ed
Edward pushed Ling out of the way and accepted the Philosopher's Stone into his body instead.
'GET OUTTA MY GODDAMN BODY!'
Shut up.
'Fuck you! I can be as loud as I want!'
Shut. Up.
'Ahhh goddammit! Get out! Get the hell out! I didn't want this - fuck!'
...Does it look like I care? You're the one that shoved your friend out of the way, you're the genius that got yourself stabbed with the needle and accepted the Philosopher's Stone, and now you're stuck with me.
I allowed a grin to stretch across my face as I felt the absolute fury welling up from inside me.
'It's not your face! Not your body! It's mine! Mine!'
A chuckle escaped my lips. "Yours, hm...?" I mused out loud. Thank god I'm all alone up here, or else people might start to stare. To them, it looked like I was talking to myself. "The way you just said it... you sounded so possessive."
Oh yesss. Possessive. Possessions. Property, belongings, material wealth... Lovely, very lovely.
'Well, duh.' The voice continued, anger practically rolling off it in waves. 'I was born with this body, and you have no right to share it with me! Get. The. Fuck. Out.'
"Hmm, lemme think about it." A mock-thoughtful expression was plastered on my face. "How about... no?"
A shrill scream coming from inside my head made me visibly cringe. Holy crap that kid had a set of lungs on him. I rubbed my ears, a scowl replacing the grin I had moments ago.
"Great; now my head hurts. Thanks."
'Good.' My host snarled. 'You deserve it. Because of your damn Father I'm now separated from Al! Oh shit,' The voice suddenly sounded horrified. 'Oh no... Al! Oh shitshitshit, I bet he's panicking now because I'm not there, and-'
I started tuning him out, but it was difficult to when there was hardly any outside noise around. My eyes gazed dully at the people walking around on ground level - huh, they looked like ants. I brought up my hand and pretended to pinch one of the puny humans into a pancake with my index and thumb.
'-and Winry! Oh no, what if she finds out that her automail is busted and replaced with actual working human limbs?'
"I thought you'd like that, pipsqueak." I commented, bringing two flesh hands into my field of vision. I also kicked the now flesh left leg up in the air once before letting it fall back down again. "That's the upside of having a Philosopher's Stone injected into your bloodstream - you have no choice but to regenerate." I paused, "Of course, that has its downsides sometimes."
Father told me that Lust was burned to death by some guy called the Flame Alchemist - what was his name? Mastiff? Mustard? Whatever. Lust's Philosopher's Stone was drained by the constant regeneration her body did.
Whew; what a way to die. Death by burning.
...Now I want barbeque. Damn.
'Burning, huh...?' The kid's voice mused. 'I'll have to keep that in mind...'
...Shit, I shouldn't have thought that. Wrath's gonna kill me.
'The Fuhrer's a homunculus...' I felt him scowl. 'Letting that thing run this country... it's disgusting.'
I didn't have a reply to that, so I just shrugged in response. I let the breeze ruffle my blond hair, unfazed by the way the strands whipped at my cheekbones.
'...I don't get it, Greed.' My host said after a few moments of silence. 'What's your motive? What could you possibly gain by siding with that Father guy, and all the other homunculi?'
I let a small sigh rush out of my lungs, crossed my legs together and got into a meditative position. My eyes closed, and I suddenly found myself surrounded in red and black.
It wasn't hard finding the pipsqueak among the whirling colours because of that golden blond hair, but his red coat and black get-up underneath made it a little annoying. Amber eyes were set in a fixed glare in my direction, his arms folded in front of his chest.
"I've said it many times, and I'll say it again." I told him. "I want money, power, women... I want the world!" I flashed a sharp-toothed grin at the pipsqueak's direction. "Father and the other guys? I'm siding with them 'cause they're gonna help me with my goals. They're powerful, they're aiming for the world - no, the universe!"
"But I thought you were Greed." Edward accused. "Greed doesn't share."
I chuckled, "No, Greed doesn't share." I agreed. "That's why when we get the world, I'll tear 'em all apart, one-by-one!"
"And what if they tear you apart first?" My host retorted.
"...Honestly, what can I do? I'm dead! Idiot."
Edward rolled his eyes. "Tch... Is that what you truly want, Greed?" He muttered. "Material possessions don't make you happy."
Flashes of people I haven't even met before - blondhairfemaletattoosnake - ah shit what was happening - threemalesbullcaninelizard - why were these images - lackeysteammatesfriends - fuck, fuck stopstopstop-
"Shut up." I rasped out in the real world, and I opened my eyes. The top of buildings, ant-sized people, and the line where the land met the blue sky and the clouds was what greeted me. My heart was thrumming so fast, and each throb felt like a hard jab to the chest. I tried to get my breathing even as I wiped a droplet of sweat trailing down the side of my neck.
"Greed,"
"...Yeah?" I managed as I glanced behind me. I felt Edward frown inside as I met Bradley's stern gaze.
"Father wishes to see you." Wrath replied. "Is something the matter?"
An easy smirk made its way onto my face, "Just talkin' to the pipsqueak." I stretched like a cat and did a backflip, landing smoothly onto the concrete behind me. I turned on my heel and followed the elder homunculus' lead as we walked back inside the building.
"He's not bothering you too much, is he?" The Fuhrer continued.
"What can he do?" A grin, "I'm totally in control."
'Liar...' Edward whispered before he disappeared back inside. I gritted my teeth as I was reminded of what just happened mere moments ago.
Who were those people?