Edward looked from the tiny, sleeping dragon in the palm of his hand to the less-tiny, sleeping prince on the couch opposite him. Back to the sleeping dragon. Back to the sleeping prince.
Off to the side, Al made a noise somewhere between delight and amusement, but when Ed looked up with a glare, Al appeared to be studiously reading the book in his hands.
Is that why Al had bought him this stupid thing?
'Brother, you know I would never make a comparison between an electronic pet and your boyfriend,' he could practically hear Al say.
Ed grimaced at even thinking the word 'boyfriend'.
Ling was just this guy, who'd been thrown together with them because of mutual goals, who said and did things that occasionally made Ed so enraged he saw red - and who, on one such occasion, had interrupted Ed with the world's dumbest line, 'You know, you're quite beautiful when you're angry.' Ed's rant had ground to a halt, and he'd just stared, dumbfounded - at the stupidity, of course - and Al had suddenly remembered an urgent errand on the other side of the city, and Ling-
Ling was not Ed's boyfriend. Shut up, Al.
In the palm of his hand, the little dragon woke up, hungry. Ed pushed the right combination of buttons to feed it, then narrowed his eyes at Ling and reached for the room service menu.
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Date: 2017-10-01 09:45 pm (UTC)Off to the side, Al made a noise somewhere between delight and amusement, but when Ed looked up with a glare, Al appeared to be studiously reading the book in his hands.
Is that why Al had bought him this stupid thing?
'Brother, you know I would never make a comparison between an electronic pet and your boyfriend,' he could practically hear Al say.
Ed grimaced at even thinking the word 'boyfriend'.
Ling was just this guy, who'd been thrown together with them because of mutual goals, who said and did things that occasionally made Ed so enraged he saw red - and who, on one such occasion, had interrupted Ed with the world's dumbest line, 'You know, you're quite beautiful when you're angry.' Ed's rant had ground to a halt, and he'd just stared, dumbfounded - at the stupidity, of course - and Al had suddenly remembered an urgent errand on the other side of the city, and Ling-
Ling was not Ed's boyfriend. Shut up, Al.
In the palm of his hand, the little dragon woke up, hungry. Ed pushed the right combination of buttons to feed it, then narrowed his eyes at Ling and reached for the room service menu.