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Who: Edward Elric and YOU
Where: The Beach
When: The afternoon
Rating: Probably not more than PG, but if it does get higher, I'll update.
Summary: Ed's had a bit too much time to think.
The Story:

Now that Ed's gotten fairly settled into a routine in Wonderland and things from the last event have calmed down, Ed's found himself with too much time on his hands to think about things. Some of them are things like worrying about how Alfons was doing back in Germany and how he and Hohenheim took Ed's disappearance.

And then there's his and Al's Mirrors and how disturbingly different they were. Ed still found it hard to believe that a version of his brother would hate him. In some ways, it reminded him painfully of Sloth and the way she hated him. On the third hand, there's Greed and the issues Ed has resulting from him; some of which were tied in to his own version of him.

All of this is why he can be found sitting on a bench at the beach, watching the waves roll in and retreat; occasionally sipping from one of the beers he had a closet produce for him.

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"Because they think God doesn't like it. Oh, and what makes it even better? One of the angels here told me that he and the other angels really don't care about if people love someone of the same gender. So it's just bigoted people shoving in their own beliefs on others."

Al buried his face in his hands. "I'm so glad Amestris avoided that idiocy..."

"Yeah." Ed holds and releases a slow breath. "That's why I want to try to bring Alfons home with me. So he can see what things should be like."

Al smiles at Ed. "I'll make sure I can bring him back, too. And Dad, too, if he'll come."

Ed goes quiet for a moment. "He said he wanted to stay there and die the way Mom knew him."

Al frowned a little, looking down at the ground. "...if that's what he wants."

"He's not in good shape. He'll last a few more years, but..." He shrugs helplessly.

Al bit his lip, not looking up yet.

Ed sighed and leaned against Al. "Sorry."

Al leans against his brother with a sigh, closing his eyes. "How is he doing, really? Is he in pain?"

"I'm not sure. He's good at hiding stuff."

Al sighs again, reaching for Ed's hand. "...I want to see him again."

Ed twined his fingers with Al's and squeezed them gently. "Well, if you come over to Germany, you'll get the chance."

Al squeezed back, and looked up at his brother with a smile. "I will."

Ed smiles back. "Yeah."