Fanfic: The Sneeze (Fullmetal Alchemist)

[nebroadwe]

Title: Drabble: The Sneeze
Fandom: FMA (manga or anime version)
Character(s): Ed, Winry
Pairing: None.
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Exchange of bodily fluids!
A/N: There's really no excuse for this, except that we were all children once. Crossposted from nebroadwe to Höllenbeck (i.e. hagaren_manga, fm_alchemist, fullservicefma, fma_gen, fma_writers, fma_fiction, and ed_winry).
Dedication: For Lucy and Noel, who might actually get this one.

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      The tickle in his nose is driving him crazy. Al suggested looking at the sky, but left when nothing happened, bored by his brother's complaints. Stretched out under the maple, Ed wriggles impatiently and squints again at the sun through the leaves.

      Winry skips by, then backtracks and leans over him. "What'cha doing?"

      "I'm -- " he says, and the sneeze explodes right into her face.

      "Eww!" She recoils, arms flailing; he rolls over and prudently turtles. "Edward Elric, that's GROSS!"

      Scrubbing at her mouth, she runs off. He scrambles up and follows, sniffling thoughtfully, wondering if he can do it again.

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[Disclaimers: Fullmetal Alchemist (Hagane no Renkinjutsushi) was created by Arakawa Hiromu and is serialized monthly in Shonen Gangan (Square Enix); the anime of the same title was directed by Mizushima Seiji and story-edited by Aikawa Sho. Copyright for these properties is held by Arakawa Hiromu, Square Enix, Mainichi Broadcasting System, Aniplex, Bones, and dentsu. All rights reserved.]

Comments

[nebroadwe.livejournal.com]

Ed, Ed, Ed. You know, she'll get back at you someday when you least expect it...by making you buy her tampons.

At the little corner pharmacy with the near-deaf shop assistant: "FEMININE PRODUCTS ARE DOWN THE LAST AISLE ON THE RIGHT. I SUGGEST YOU STICK WITH MODESS -- THOSE NEWFANGLED BRANDS AREN'T HALF AS ABSORBENT AS THEY CLAIM TO BE. WHAT? THERE'S NO CALL FOR THAT KIND OF LANGUAGE IN HERE, YOUNG MAN!"

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

There you go. Write it. *grins in wicked anticipation*