FMA Ch 15-
(Roy's POV)
Four Weeks and a day After (November)
Everyone in the office was worried sick about Ed, but Roy reassured them of his stable condition. Even rang so Ed could tell them for himself, which he did, though he did sleepily slur 'Yer-Yer, just let me sleep bastard.', if you could count that as reassurance...
He had had a long day, but worked hard so he could get home to the boys and more importantly to inspect his home, he didn't want broken. He picked up some food on the way home for him and some ingredients for Ed. There was a nice store a few minutes from his house.
He opened the door to find an intact house, Al on one of the single chairs, with a book he raided from Roy's study and Ed lying on his stomach on the couch. "Good evening, Roy." "Evening, Al. …show more content…
How long has be been asleep on the couch?"
"Since you called. He wanted to get up and walk, but only got this far... He pretty much collapsed on the couch. I advised him not to go anywhere, but you know Ed."
Ed stirred, he rolled to his side, almost off the couch and mumbled names again.
"Is he always a fidgety sleeper?"
"Yes, ever since... that day. He doesn't sleep soundly."
"Poor, Ed." Roy whispered under his breathe "Should we move him?"
"He'll be up soon. But if he's not up in an hour or so. Yes, he's gonna roll off sooner or later."
Ed rolled once more to be facing the back of the couch and muttered again. This time opening his eyes and yarning. "What time is it Al?" Ed slurred and mumbled in sleepiness
"It's about seven, Ed."
"When is Roy getting home? I'm hungry."
"I'm right here..."
"Oh... I'm hungry. Can you get me food... With no poison. Please"
'He is in a good mood for someone who just got up...' "I didn't poison you this morning did I?" Ed just rolled to get to his back but fell of the couch to his face. Al let out a giggle before attending to his brother "Are you OK, nii-san?" "Yer-yer... This doesn't change the fact I'm hungry." "I can see your fever has gone down, by how attentive you are." Roy placed the back of his hand on Ed's, now seated on the couch, forehead. "Back off. I'm fine." Barking aggressively 'I hate how he changes so quickly, it's unsettling.' "Yer, it's gone down. You feel pretty normal to me. Al can you please get a thermometer just to be sure." "Of cause." Al fetched a mercery filled glass cylinder and handed it to Ed. "You can do it." Ed quickly grabbed the thermometer and placed it under his tongue and waited a minute or two before pulling it out. "See, i'm fine!" Happily pointing at his temperature which was at a normal level. (A/N There are so many different temperatures so I chose... Drum roll please... none. It's easier on everyone {By everyone I mean me} this way.) "Fine. I'll make you dinner. But just because you don't have a fever doesn't mean you aren't going to be right after you eat." "Of cause. I plan to... And do something for me. Stop trying to be my father, your just my guardian." Ed forcefully shoving the word just at him "I'm just following Doctors orders." "Yer-yer... I guess." "If I need to act like a parent, I will. I'm just looking out for you. We can't have you dying on me or anything." "Well, you got me pretty close to that, Roy." "Nii-san, stop being so rude, he's letting us stay here while your wings grow. You could afford to be nicer." "Of course. I'm sorry, Roy." Ed shot a smile towards Roy, slightly creeping him out once more "Fullmetal, just behave... That's all I ask of you." (Ed's POV) Dinner was once again egg and ham, 'I swear that is the extent of his cooking skills. I bet he did get help for that dinner.. Maybe it was Hawkeye or his mother... who I haven't met...' 'Ed?... I can hear what your thinking dumbass...' 'Oh... right Sam... I can forget. I mean 15 years of my brain to myself...' 'I get it. Plus with me
(Roy's POV)
Four Weeks and a day After (November)
Everyone in the office was worried sick about Ed, but Roy reassured them of his stable condition. Even rang so Ed could tell them for himself, which he did, though he did sleepily slur 'Yer-Yer, just let me sleep bastard.', if you could count that as reassurance...
He had had a long day, but worked hard so he could get home to the boys and more importantly to inspect his home, he didn't want broken. He picked up some food on the way home for him and some ingredients for Ed. There was a nice store a few minutes from his house.
He opened the door to find an intact house, Al on one of the single chairs, with a book he raided from Roy's study and Ed lying on his stomach on the couch. "Good evening, Roy." "Evening, Al. …show more content…
How long has be been asleep on the couch?"
"Since you called. He wanted to get up and walk, but only got this far... He pretty much collapsed on the couch. I advised him not to go anywhere, but you know Ed."
Ed stirred, he rolled to his side, almost off the couch and mumbled names again.
"Is he always a fidgety sleeper?"
"Yes, ever since... that day. He doesn't sleep soundly."
"Poor, Ed." Roy whispered under his breathe "Should we move him?"
"He'll be up soon. But if he's not up in an hour or so. Yes, he's gonna roll off sooner or later."
Ed rolled once more to be facing the back of the couch and muttered again. This time opening his eyes and yarning. "What time is it Al?" Ed slurred and mumbled in sleepiness
"It's about seven, Ed."
"When is Roy getting home? I'm hungry."
"I'm right here..."
"Oh... I'm hungry. Can you get me food... With no poison. Please"
'He is in a good mood for someone who just got up...' "I didn't poison you this morning did I?" Ed just rolled to get to his back but fell of the couch to his face. Al let out a giggle before attending to his brother "Are you OK, nii-san?" "Yer-yer... This doesn't change the fact I'm hungry." "I can see your fever has gone down, by how attentive you are." Roy placed the back of his hand on Ed's, now seated on the couch, forehead. "Back off. I'm fine." Barking aggressively 'I hate how he changes so quickly, it's unsettling.' "Yer, it's gone down. You feel pretty normal to me. Al can you please get a thermometer just to be sure." "Of cause." Al fetched a mercery filled glass cylinder and handed it to Ed. "You can do it." Ed quickly grabbed the thermometer and placed it under his tongue and waited a minute or two before pulling it out. "See, i'm fine!" Happily pointing at his temperature which was at a normal level. (A/N There are so many different temperatures so I chose... Drum roll please... none. It's easier on everyone {By everyone I mean me} this way.) "Fine. I'll make you dinner. But just because you don't have a fever doesn't mean you aren't going to be right after you eat." "Of cause. I plan to... And do something for me. Stop trying to be my father, your just my guardian." Ed forcefully shoving the word just at him "I'm just following Doctors orders." "Yer-yer... I guess." "If I need to act like a parent, I will. I'm just looking out for you. We can't have you dying on me or anything." "Well, you got me pretty close to that, Roy." "Nii-san, stop being so rude, he's letting us stay here while your wings grow. You could afford to be nicer." "Of course. I'm sorry, Roy." Ed shot a smile towards Roy, slightly creeping him out once more "Fullmetal, just behave... That's all I ask of you." (Ed's POV) Dinner was once again egg and ham, 'I swear that is the extent of his cooking skills. I bet he did get help for that dinner.. Maybe it was Hawkeye or his mother... who I haven't met...' 'Ed?... I can hear what your thinking dumbass...' 'Oh... right Sam... I can forget. I mean 15 years of my brain to myself...' 'I get it. Plus with me