I DO NOT OWN FMA OR MARVEL... SADLY... I GIVE THE CREDIT TO THEM, FOR ALL THE CHARACTERS AND SETTINGS AND BLAH, BLAH, BLAH...!
BTW! WARNING! A LOT OF CUSS WORDS, VOILENT DETAILED SCENES, MAYBE ROMANCE? IDK YET...
Late night in the world of Ametris...
Edward yawned and stretched his hands out his right hand still automail, but he got used to it he leaned back against the couch, the stretch sending shivers down his spine. "Ahhh... Al?" He sighed slightly smiling at he glanced at the suit of armor, putting his good hand on his thigh.
"Yes brother?", Alphonse looked up from his book and closed it making a paper clap sound. The armor creaked a little when he sat up.
He smiled, "I'll be heading to bed now... Alright?" He leaned forward for a second gazing at Alphonse, and he quickly shook his head, standing up he took his brown and red coat, his long ponytailed hair swaying as he started climbing up the set of stairs.
"Wait- Brother?" Alphonse exclaimed, and reached out his hand like he wanted to grab me, right before Edward disappeared upstairs. So he quickly climbed slightly back down so he could see Alphonse and he could see him back, the coats hanging from his arm.
Alphonse rubbed that back of his neck in embarrassment, "Goodnight Brother..." He silently looked back up at me, as he at the same time reached for his book.
"Night Alphonse." Edward replied smiling warmly at him, and started climbing the stairs again. Then the thought came by... The one that ruins his sleep every night... If I failed to bring mother back... Will I ever bring my little brother back? Edwards eyes widened with fear his face darkening, he glanced slightly back at the stairs then shook himself. Stop it Edward... you can do this... I can bring him back! No- Wait- I WILL BRING HIM BACK! He clenched his fists and started walking to his room again.
He walks to his bedroom door, opens it, and lets the cold air in and feels the cold air on his face he sighed. Hmm, feels like it's going to be a cold night... Edward settles his coats down on a nearby chair. I wonder if I should wear this coat to sleep or not... He sighs, and looks away. Nah... He strips off his clothes, revealing his familiarly mismatched automail limbs, and climbs into his bed, relaxing there and then pauses for a moment, realizing he's not wearing any pajamas. "Oh crap, I forgot to put on my pajama again!" He quickly reaches for a pair of boxer shorts and puts them on. Then plops down onto his pillow and pulls the covers up to his chin.