A/N: Well, I promised I'd update. This is the beginning of another three 'shots' that fit together - they're some of my older ones, so part of me wanted to rewrite them before posting them, but right now I can't muster up the inspiration and it's been too long since an update.
Thanks to Souliel, iNatix, and peppaminty.
I don't own FMA.
"What the hell is this?"
Lust turned a gaze on him that made Greed take a step back; equal parts of sorrow, pain, confusion and muted horror were mixed in her eyes.
"This is our new brother, Envy…" she replied, her voice soft and expressionless. Her black-gloved hands continued their soothing motion on the snout of the green creature in front of her; on closer examination Greed saw that it was shaking, violet eyes clouded with tears.
"What's his problem?" he asked, sticking his hands in his pockets. "And what went wrong? None of us were like this - where's the 'human' part?"
'Envy' gave a hiccupping little cry, gathering its sprawled, deformed legs closer to itself. Greed flinched back as his sister turned a glare that was now mostly anger upon him; they'd never been great pals, but she looked positively murderous.
"Exactly that," she hissed, stepping away from their new brother for a moment and lowering her voice. "We don't know why he's different. Father is disgusted and made me take him out of the room immediately. I'm trying to calm him down." She turned back, resuming her petting of the creature's head. "Envy, don't worry… each of us has held a special power, perhaps yours will help somehow…"
"I doubt it," Greed muttered to himself, grimacing. Envy looked as if he had been patched into shape out of humanoid green clay figures by a careless sculptor, cobbled together into a form reminiscent of a chimera.
He couldn't stay here any more, with Lust murmuring soothingly and Envy crying quietly and the faint sounds of Pride and Father talking in the room beyond. Greed spun on his heel and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Lust called. Damn busybody.
"Out," he replied shortly. Out somewhere where he could blend into a crowd, talk with people who seemed normal in comparison to him, maybe find some alcohol strong enough to knock him dizzy for a few minutes and burn away the image of the… thing made by Father.
It was times like these that made him want to get away most badly.
A/N: Yeeeah. Envy's true form is pretty much an aberration compared to all the others, and I can see Greed being pretty freaked out by it. *sigh* They bring out the worst in each other. Next update should be a lot sooner, peoples!