Whew! Finished Pawns 27
But I'm going to piss you off by waiting for my sweet beta savvychaos to have a look at it first.
Nyah nyah nyah.
Not quite your request Sky Dark, but my rant sort of inspired this:
PUNCH (100 words).
Roy noticed that Fullmetal was acting funny about half an hour after the party began. He was telling anecdotes to a small crowd. No. Couldn't be. Roy could barely strong arm a report out of him.
When Roy stumbled upon the kid a while later, he was… good heavens… flirting with daughter of one of the generals. Something was seriously wrong.
Ten minutes later Roy felt a hand on his ass and spun around surprised.
"Oops …" said Ed. "Hee hee snort."
"Ed, the punch is spiked, you should watch it."
"Uh-oh." He threw up on Roy's shirt. "Too late."
Ok, the real Drabble:
20 YEARS LATER (100 words)
Roy almost didn't recognize him. His hair was longer, his face harder, but the eyes were the same. Still burning for something out of his reach. Beautiful.
Roy touched his own hair reflexively. It had not changed except at the temples where the grey had started in. Inwardly things were much different. This Roy no longer played the field. His relationships lasted longer than his missions. He'd matured. This Roy would not have chased Ed away.
"It's been a while," said Ed, taking a seat next to him on the park bench. "Did you miss me?"
"More than words."
edit: I just realized that 10 years would only make Ed 26 -- short of the 30 to 40 years sky_dark asked for, so with one numeral, I made it all better. I blame my math skills.
Nyah nyah nyah.
Not quite your request Sky Dark, but my rant sort of inspired this:
PUNCH (100 words).
Roy noticed that Fullmetal was acting funny about half an hour after the party began. He was telling anecdotes to a small crowd. No. Couldn't be. Roy could barely strong arm a report out of him.
When Roy stumbled upon the kid a while later, he was… good heavens… flirting with daughter of one of the generals. Something was seriously wrong.
Ten minutes later Roy felt a hand on his ass and spun around surprised.
"Oops …" said Ed. "Hee hee snort."
"Ed, the punch is spiked, you should watch it."
"Uh-oh." He threw up on Roy's shirt. "Too late."
Ok, the real Drabble:
20 YEARS LATER (100 words)
Roy almost didn't recognize him. His hair was longer, his face harder, but the eyes were the same. Still burning for something out of his reach. Beautiful.
Roy touched his own hair reflexively. It had not changed except at the temples where the grey had started in. Inwardly things were much different. This Roy no longer played the field. His relationships lasted longer than his missions. He'd matured. This Roy would not have chased Ed away.
"It's been a while," said Ed, taking a seat next to him on the park bench. "Did you miss me?"
"More than words."
edit: I just realized that 10 years would only make Ed 26 -- short of the 30 to 40 years sky_dark asked for, so with one numeral, I made it all better. I blame my math skills.