Don't Question the Cook
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celebrate_fmaTitle: Don't Question the Cook
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author: Kat
Rating: G
Character(s): Ed, Al
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
Words: 170
Claim: Days of Yore
Summary: Al tries to make hot cocoa under Ed's watchful eye.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Al refrained from sighing. His brother barely gave him breathing room while he watched him stir the pot. “I promise it doesn't have any milk.” They were going to call it hot chocolate, but really it was more like melted chocolate thinned with water. Ed was terrified that he was going to add milk, which Al wasn't, but even if he did, in Al's defense, what kind of hot chocolate didn't have milk in it? He was only going through with it because it apparently wasn't the first day of winter with out it.
“So what are the pink things?” Ed starred at them like they were poison.
“Peppermint candy.” Al was really loosing his patience.
“And those?” Ed poked the offending puffs.
“Marshmallows.” Al sighed.
“And you are following the recipe exactly?”
Al had enough. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the bottle of milk. Calmly, he dumped it into the pot of chocolate and resumed stirring.
Ed screamed bloody murder.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Author: Kat
Rating: G
Character(s): Ed, Al
Genre: Humor
Warnings: None
Words: 170
Claim: Days of Yore
Summary: Al tries to make hot cocoa under Ed's watchful eye.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Al refrained from sighing. His brother barely gave him breathing room while he watched him stir the pot. “I promise it doesn't have any milk.” They were going to call it hot chocolate, but really it was more like melted chocolate thinned with water. Ed was terrified that he was going to add milk, which Al wasn't, but even if he did, in Al's defense, what kind of hot chocolate didn't have milk in it? He was only going through with it because it apparently wasn't the first day of winter with out it.
“So what are the pink things?” Ed starred at them like they were poison.
“Peppermint candy.” Al was really loosing his patience.
“And those?” Ed poked the offending puffs.
“Marshmallows.” Al sighed.
“And you are following the recipe exactly?”
Al had enough. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the bottle of milk. Calmly, he dumped it into the pot of chocolate and resumed stirring.
Ed screamed bloody murder.
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