A/N: I'm alive! Greed and Pride this time, even though it's impossible to force Pride to actually have a moment of sibling affection… next time I'll stop torturing myself (briefly) and write something with two of the closer siblings - Envy and Gluttony, maybe. This story is actually tied into one written by my sister, FairMaiden333 - it's called 'Interlude, and to fully understand the background on this one you should probably read it. It's a very nice piece of sad family fluff for the homunculi, so it's definitely worth the time to look it up.
"He looks kind of peaceful when he sleeps." Greed cocked his head to the side as he circled around to the front of the throne, regarding Father with a slight smile. "Huh. Didn't know he could ever get rid of the put-upon old man face."
Pride frowned. "Quiet down. We don't - we shouldn't disturb him."
An odd expression crossed the face of the body Greed now inhabited; Pride had seen many strange things in his long years, but he had to admit that the sight of Greed's expressions superimposed upon the face of the Xingese brat was a little jarring.
"I feel… like I should be saying that to you," he muttered, looking up at the slumbering homunculus again. His normal cockiness was gone from his voice. "Has something like this… happened before?"
"Not to you," Pride was quick to answer. He knew, somehow, that no matter what Father said to Greed himself that this was the same annoying younger brother he'd known years ago - from the little quirks of speech he had, to his instant dislike for Envy, to the apparent remnants of memories he was recalling right now. "To the former Greed - there was an incident in the past similar to this. However, Father purged you of those memories. You are the new Greed now, and you have no need to recall them."
"Okay…" Greed sighed slightly, turning away and heading towards the door. In the doorway, he paused and turned back towards Pride; there was something oddly wistful in his expression. "Hey, you want to patrol the tunnels with me? Just… you know, maybe you could fill me in on some of the stuff that happened before I got here."
Pride hesitated for an instant, then shook his head.
"No. I do not have the time, and I don't think Father would want that." His tone was softer than he had meant it to be, and he was annoyed at himself for the momentary weakness.
Greed shrugged. "All right, fine." He vanished into one of the tunnels. Pride waited for a minute after he was gone, then silently climbed the steps of the dais and sat by Father's feet, alone.
He told himself he didn't feel sorry for the missed chance.
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