Ed's leg bounced up and down as he fought to stay calm. It's just a little shot. He reasoned with himself. No need to get worked up. His breath hitched by a millisecond, and quickened as the door to the office swung open.
Crrrrreeeeeeeeeaaaaaakkkkkkkk. The sound grated against the blonde's eardrums, and he scrunched up his face with discomfort. Al was waiting outside for him, along with Mustang and Lieutenant Hawkeye.
I don't see why the Bastard has to be here. Ed complained mentally. I know there has to be someone, to make sure I don't try anything, but isn't that why Al's here? I mean that bastard doesn't need to be here. I can take care of myself! A new voice, that sounded a little like his own, but wasn't rationalized, 'Ed you know that they have to have a guardian's signature, and Mustang is your superior, which makes him responsible for your well-being.'
What the- Who are you?!
'I am your inner conscience Ed. You don't always let me in, and I keep you from making stupid decisions, like refusing to get your shots'
I don't care! Get out of my head! And I hate needles! If you were me you would know that!
'Heads up Ed here comes the needle,'
Wait wha- "OW DAMMIT!" Ed cursed as the needle plunged into his arm. He had been so lost in thought that he didn't even notice the nurse come in.
"Now that wasn't so bad now was it?" The red-haired nurse asked as she withdrew the needle.
"Yes, yes it was," Ed grumbled as the woman wiped the crook of his elbow clean, and placed a bandage over where the needle stuck him. The woman giggled, and led him out to the waiting room, where Ed promptly stalked away from the rest of the group seemingly having an argument with himself.
"How was he?" The Colonel asked eyeing the short alchemist.
"He was in his own little world-"
"I'M NOT SHORT DAMMIT!"
"The entire time," The nurse laughed as she asked for Roy's signature on the receipt. He promptly scrawled his paperwork signature, at which Riza glowered at, and handed the slip of paper back to the woman. Ed's shoulders hunched over as the group walked out.
"So brother what was that lady talking about?" Al asked innocently enough.
"It was nothing Al, just another doctor being stupid," Ed grumbled as they piled into Mustang's car for the drive back to Central Headquarters.
"She was laughing pretty hard Fullmetal what did you do back there?" Roy asked as he pulled out into traffic.
"I TOLD YOU IT WAS NOTHING!" ED screamed, startling Mustang, who was driving, into stepping on the gas, and almost rear-ending the car in front of them.
A chorus of "SIR! /COLONEL!" came from Riza and Alphonse as the Colonel slammed on the brakes, narrowly missing the car's rear bumper.
"Fullmetal, never yell at the driver when the car's in motion,"
"Yeah, yeah whatever,"
"I'm serious Fullmetal, I can and I will turn this car around so I can make them give you another shot," Roy threatened staring at the blonde through the rear-view mirror. At that threat Ed clammed right up, and he was silent the rest of the way to Headquarters.
Moral of the story: You want Ed to shut up, threaten to give him a shot.
