Aftermath Fic Ideas

[Alphonse Elric]

We come up with lots of stuff XD

Al cooking food
Falls asleep cooking food
Ed comes home
Oven On Fire
Both frantic
Ed's hair catches on fire when he opens the oven
Crispy Chicken
Al chucks water over Ed (Vase with flowers)
Veg is fine
Both sit down for food later
Soggy Newspaper
Al not really interested pushing food around on plate

[Alphonse Elric]

[13:39:27] Flower Mutt ಠ_ಠ: Arms still flailing madly the elder brother yelped out as he was sure he felt the hot tongues lick at his scalp. Oh god, this was possibly one of the worst days of his life, at least though all thoughts of pity and self torment were for this short time. He'd have wondered how long that were liable to last if he'd not been so busy flailing around like a smoking lunatic, as it was though he was in fact busy with this, and thus he wasn't exactly thinking that somewhere in all of this mess there could be a positive. Hell, it only got worse when very suddenly he got very wet. Very quickly he was able to work out that Al had thrown water on him to put out the fire but.... What the hell! Why did he have a damn well Viola in his mouth!? Spluttering and coughing he spat the damn thing out before rounding on his brother, an angry look on his face, that really didn't look that angry due to the fact he had no eyebrows and various tufts of hair missing. “What the hell!?” He barked out sharply, and incredibly peeved off look to him.

“E-Ed....I’m sorry....I don’t know what happened...I-I fell asleep”

Snorting dismissively he stormed past his brother, coming to a stop he quickly picked up a mirror.... Though just as quickly dropped the thing when he caught a glimpse of the damage that had been done. “Sorry doesn't cut it!” He braked quickly. “What the hell were you doing? Are you reallyTHAT stupid?!” He snapped harshly. Frankly his harsh mood wasn't something helped by the fact that he could see that Al found this whole thing to be somewhat amusing, frankly Ed didn't. It was gonna take a hell of a long time for the damage that had been done to him to repair itself, great, no really, utterly great! If there was a damn well god out there then he must have hated Edward more than he'd have first believe, bastard. Screw him, no really, Edward was having no of this from this so called 'god'. “Clean up the damn water,” he snarled. “Next thing I'll be falling and breaking my damn neck!” There was probably going to be some serious hell to pay for this later, right now he was most very probably in a state of shock, simply subconsciously lashing out. Hell would break loose when his head caught up on matters.