A/N: well here we are, my first-ever drabble collection! my first-ever drabbles period. Never wrote 'em before, but they're oh-so much fun, I've come to realize. and since I keep getting all these good ideas for an Ed/Al story, I think it's only fitting I put them all in once place XD. so yeah, this first one is elricest persay, just some cute little brotherly fluff. very very very young brotherly fluff :D
and since I've already got a whole bunch of these little drabbles done and typed up, you'll see more in the very near future, yay! -dances-
Disclaimer: don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or its characters.
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"I - Brothers"
by: If Wishes Were Blue Skies
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"Bro… thers?"
Trisha nodded to hear one-year-old son. She sat with him on the couch next to her, her stomach swelled to the size of a watermelon. Edward cuddled up next to her, his head rested against her stomach.
"Yes, Edward," she said softly. "Once he's born, you and this baby will be brothers."
The tiny blonde simply nodded, more than a bit clueless on what she was telling him. But as he felt the tiny being kick beneath his ear, he felt true affection go through him for the first time, though needless to say that he didn't know this at the time.
"Brothers…"
"Alphonse," Ed stated, pointing to the small bundle in his mother's tired arms. "Brother."
The woman smiled from her bed. Ed's eyes were wide with wonder, looking at the now ten-minute-old baby boy in her arms. He reached out with a hesitant hand and touched Alphonse's face with the utmost gentleness. The baby, fast asleep, let out a small noise, but remained asleep.
Edward found himself smiling, even though he didn't know why. He then climbed up onto the bed, settled himself against his mother, just so he could reach his new baby brother easier.
"'Mommy', Alphonse. Can you say 'mommy'?"
Alphonse, now at a year old, sat on the floor staring at Trisha with side and innocent silver eyes, sucking on his pointer finger. He remained silent.
The woman tried again to get Al to say the word, and even tried various others such as 'daddy' and 'mama', but to no avail. She sighed, clearly defeated. Maybe it was still a bit early for him…
"Hey mom, have you seen my toy train?"
Trisha turned to see Edward walking out of his bedroom. She shook her head at him. "No, Edward. But why don't you try looking in the –,"
"Edward!"
Trisha's eyes went wide, and she snapped her head around to look back at her youngest son sitting in front of her, now with a big smile on his face.
"Edward!" he repeated, now pointing a stubby finger at Ed from behind his mother. Both Trish and Ed stared at the small boy in shock, both knowing full well that any and all previous attempts at getting Alphonse to speak even one word had been proven to be an impossible task. But now without even trying to get him to, he had spouted off his brother's name without mistake.
After a moment, the brown-haired woman beamed, taking Al into her arms and hugging him excitedly.
"That's right, Alphonse!" she exclaimed, then putting him back down. Ed had since walked forward to her side.
"And do you know who Edward is?" she asked happily. Al actually seemed to be contemplating the questions, but then he grinned and said, "Brother!"
Trisha thought she might faint. Her second child's first words! She clasped her hands together joyfully, telling Al how smart he was.
But Alphonse just looked up at his big brother cheerfully, then leaned up and grasped Ed by the waist. Edward seemed to at first be bothered by this, trying to wiggle out of his hold.
"My Edward," Alphonse then murmured into his brother's shirt. Ed's squirming ceased immediately, looking down at the younger boy's head in amazement for a moment, but then smiled and put a hand atop Al's nest of honey-colored hair.
"My Alphonse."