~!WainGuy?~ back with a very short sidestory. Thanks for the reviews, alerts and fav-ing of this story! Please enjoy yourself and be sure to be comfortable and in a well lit room when you read this!
Disclamer: I dont own FMA
Warning: Very Short, interaction between Edward and Jean mostly.
X marks the Spot!
"What's your favorite...?"
"So, Jean, wanna do somethin?"
A shake off the head, "I don't feel like it... What are we gonna do?"
A small shrug from small shoulders, "Talk?"
An eyebrow rose, "Talk about what?"
"Ah... I don't know..."
A moment of silence before a small blonde head perked up.
"How 'bout we do this questshion games?"
"You mean question right? 'Cause I don't remember a word like questshion..."
A small, annoyed snort sounded from the shorter of the two and he pouted. "I can't pro-noun-ce words well, okay? Don't you want to hear my idea?"
"Shoot~!"
"What if we asked what our favorite stuff was? We take turns and we both answer 'em! What'cha thinks?"
A thoughtful hum before Havoc's face lit up, eyes twinkling as he nodded. "I'll start then!"
"What'cha gonna ask then?"
"What's your favorite... color?"
"Red! You?"
"I like green better. Your turn Eddie Spaghetti!"
A scowl and a huff of air. "Stop calling me that! Okay, so what's your favorite pet?"
"Do you count as one?"
"Jean! I am not some pet!" Ed hissed angrily as he glared at his best friend.
Jean laughed, "O-o-ok-kay then! I guess a fish or maybe a small dog... And let me guess, your favorite pet is Black Hayate right?"
"Yup!"
"Predictable Eddie!"
"Jean!"
"What's your favorite ice-cream?"
"Chocolate and strawberry! You?"
"Vanilla!"
The boys went at it all afternoon and did not realize how late it was until Uncle Hughes and Daddy came out to take them back inside before Jean went home and Ed was sent to bed.
The End