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Name: Edo!
Birthday: 7/2/1990
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Monday, January 02, 2006

...Memories.


...I'm doing research. It's pretty exciting. I'm going to find, buy, and read The Alchemist's Handbook. I know I'm going to get into one of these alchemist classes if it kills me, studying like this. I swear it. I've got my leather notebook, my documents, my pen...my transmutation circles. I'm going to be an alchemist. All dreams of being...voice actor, a doujin-ka, a writer...they've vanished.

I know what I want.


Sunday, January 01, 2006

...Popsicle...corndog...POPSICLE...CORNDOG...xD!


Sunday, December 04, 2005

Currently Listening
Toxicity
By System of a Down
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...Updated news on meh...o__o:

I am now completely horrified of wrenches, lightning, and clowns. -shudders.-
And my two new for-my-life theme songs are Disappearing Boy by Green Day, and I'm Not Okay by MCR.

:D



Guess what! =O You don't have to highlight this time. xD 'Cause I'm very random like that. o_o

Company: An FMA One-Shot


The sound of socked feet on hardwood echoed through the hall. A small giggle followed, and a little girl with blonde pigtails grinned, her eyes bubbling, as she stopped in front of the bedroom door.
"Uncle Edo! Uncle Edo..." She reached up and twisted the doorknob, tugging the door open.
Immediately, her smile faded, and she stared into the bedroom, blue eyes wide and now filled with awe.
"Uncle Edo, what are you doing?"
Edward's head jerked upwards, golden eyes wide and blonde hair flying from his face.
"N-Noel! What the...what are you doing here...?" His voice cracked, almost squeaked, made him blush. If Noel was here, that meant—
"Nii-san! Nii-san, you home?"
Noel perked up, her blonde pigtails bouncing as she looked down the hallway. Her pudgy hands still on the doorknob, she piped up, complete innocence in her worried voice, "Daddy, Uncle is in his room...but he has company. Maybe we should leave."
"'Company'...?" Alphonse echoed, arching a brow as he padded down the hallway. Clutching at his arm was Winry, blinking, confused, her blonde hair down and brushing her waist.
"Who would he have over?" she murmured. "He knew we were coming."
Alphonse sent her a disdainfully thunderstruck glance. "I don't know. But knowing Nii-san, he probably 'forgot' we were coming, ne?"
Winry couldn't help but laugh, and Alphonse smiled.
"Geez," Edward hissed, scrambling up off the floor. A few chuckles followed the pissed hagane as he snatched for his pants. One flesh and one metal hand flew to his waist, where his fingers raced to fumble his buttons back up. "Noel, CLOSE THE DOOR!"
"Why?" Noel chirped. "Don't you wanna see me and Daddy and Mum?"
Edward shook his head, sighing exasperatedly and stomping over to the door. Noel
giggled.
"Uncle Edo, you don't have a shirt on!"
"I know..."
"Uncle Edo, your hair is down."
"I...know..." At this Edward shot a small I-Will-Kill-You glance over his shoulder.
"Uncle Edo, why are you all red?"
"A-a-a-a-l!"
"Nii-san..." Alphonse broke off as he met Noel at the door. Resting a palm on her head, he perked a brow at his brother. In the entire Edward splendor he had come to be known for, there the blonde stood. Golden tresses tumbled messily about his shoulders, which were bare, and his pants hung loosely around his waist, buttoned as if he had just thrown them on. Indeed, his skin was a bit flushed, and his face was set in the most irritated of scowls.
"Noel says you have company..." Winry said, slowly, eyeing Edward.
He snorted. "No. I was sleeping. Thanks."
Frowning, Alphonse, reached out to the door, which Edward was holding suspiciously close to the doorframe. "Are you—"
"I'm sure!" Edward squeaked, stepping back and closing the door a bit more. "Don't worry...I, um...don't feel good. You can go home. Thanks for coming. I'll call. Ja!"
And with that quick, snappy, succinct response the blonde slammed the door. Alphonse slowly withdrew his hand, coughed, and turned on his heel, starting off down the hallway calmly.
"Al!" Winry cried, almost stomping her foot. "You can't just let him shove us away like that...I mean, I know Edward, and I know he's a stubborn ass like that, but..." Really, she knew what she was talking about. Even Alphonse knew what she meant. The two didn’t know how many times they’d tried to wake Edward up, and he had snarled at them fuzzily, shooed them away, or just completely ignored them. He’d been that way his whole life, but that was what made him Edward, right?
Alphonse just smiled and motioned for the two others to follow him. Noel giggled, and clung to Alphonse's pant leg. Winry frowned, but sighed, and placed her hand on her hip, walking slowly after her husband and daughter.
"Don't worry," Alphonse said as they reached the front door. "He'll be fine. We don't want to bother him right now."
Simultaneously, Winry and Noel peered up at him, almost amused, and piped, "Why?" in the same inquisitive, demanding chirp.
Alphonse smiled a bit more, almost slyly, and stepped outside, where his lips curled into a boyish grin. "Roy's over right now."

OWARI.


I just had to. :D I was eating some nachos the other day, before I went on hunger strike, and I had this sudden visual of Alphonse's and Winry's kid barging in on Edo and Roy having some fun! So I decided to write it out...oo Anyway. :D Hope you liked the impulsive, coffee-induced imploration of my hunger for yaoi. If you...even understood a word of that. oO Sorry for the shortness, anywho... -sorta...crawls under the computer desk to hide from the enraged muse Edo, who suspected that the word "shortness" had been directed at him, and sighs heavily, exasperated...- Thank you...for reading...


Wednesday, November 30, 2005

       




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