Chapter Seven

Ed told Al about how he'd confessed his pregnancy to Roy as soon as he got home. Al didn't exactly approve, but he didn't disapprove, either. He told him that he was glad he at least had some kind of support now, so he wouldn't feel so bad at work. Ed knew that that was just the way Al's mind worked. He always looked for the best in every situation.

Right now Al was upstairs reading a book. Ed was lying on the living room couch, wishing he had the patience to do the same. He felt anxious for some reason, though, like he just couldn't stay in one place for long. His mind was running a thousand miles a second. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and he managed to get up and answer it. "Yeah?" he asked, looking up to see Roy standing there, a small bag in his hands. "Oh…Hi."

"Ed, how far along are you?" Roy asked, inviting himself into the house.

Ed closed the door behind him, following him into the kitchen and leaning against the doorframe, crossing his arms over his chest, "About four weeks." He replied, flipping a loose strand of golden blonde hair effortlessly behind his face with a flick of his neck. "Why?"

The older male started going through the bag, placing things in cabinets, "Hopefully you've already been taking a daily prenatal vitamin that contains 400 micrograms of folic acid, right?"

"I didn't know I had to."

"You should." The Flame Alchemist replied, closing the cabinet and handing a white bottle to the pregnant teen, "Keeps your baby healthy." He explained.

Ed raised an eyebrow and accepted the bottle, reading the label curiously. "Oh." He replied casually, setting them down on the table. "Well, I'm thirsty. You want a cup of coffee or something while you're here?"

"No coffee, either, Ed." Roy interrupted, "You shouldn't drink that."

"Roy, you aren't my dad." Ed insisted, "I need coffee."

"You're eating for two now, remember? Caffeine isn't good for babies."

The blonde rolled matching golden eyes, giving in and opening the fridge. He found a can of soda, flipping the tab with his teeth and drinking that instead. "Happy?"

"A little happier than I was before." The colonel answered, "But that probably has caffeine in it, too."

Ed paused and read the first few lines on the can, "Caffeine-free." He read out loud, and then proceeded to walk into the living room. Roy followed, placing his hands in his pockets as Ed sat down on the couch.

"And drink your milk." He added.

Ed looked up at Roy and laughed, a smile on his face for the first time in days. "That's not funny."

"Then why are you laughing like it is?"

Ed laughed again, tilting his head back and closing his eyes, "I'm hormonally unstable." He decided, and Roy let a small smile cross his own face as well.