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I spent all day playing video games, talking with Yang a bit, and looking at hairstyles, and what do I have to show for it?
THAT'S what.
EDIT: AHAHAHA I JUST CLAPPED A MOSQUITO OUT OF MID-AIR WE ARE THE CHAMPEENS LALALALALA
The bunny up there. Her real name is Usako, but wouldn't it be cute if I called her the plotbunny? Or, um, the bunny that makes me draw things, since pictures don't really have a PLOT...huh...speaking of which.
(Roy and Ed, sitting in a library. Roy is smiling angelically while groping Ed under the table, Ed is bent over *coughs* some kind of homework and blushing redder than a tomato. They're both wearing school uniforms. Your glamorous hostess is hunched over a computer somewhere in the background, her back to Roy and Ed, pounding away at the keyboard.)
Roy: Welcome to Fullmetal Academy. We're hardworking students doing hard work in the library, aren't we, Ed?
Ed: ...hard. ...work. Yyyeah. Uh. I'm not a girl, I'm just...wearing the girls' uniform because, uh. *squirms*
Roy: *smirk* Yeah?
Robin: *stops typing and slams hands down on desk on either side of keyboard*
Roy: *jumps, regains cool, and turns around* Try to be quiet, this is a library.
Robin: *bellows anyway* THEN FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK, KNOCK IT OFF, YOU TWO! Do you HEAR me?! Four crappy sketches just in the last couple hours and not a ONE is going to work right! No more, dammit! NO MORE PANTY SHOTS AND BLUSHING AND OH GOD *buries face in hands*
Ed: *jumps up* Dammit, what do you want ME to do about it?! He's the one who's...DOING everything!
Robin: Kick his ass!
Roy: *looks at Ed and smirks a little* He can't, he feels bad about kicking his senpai's ass.
Ed: *turns redder* FUCK! I do NOT!!! GodDAMMIT...
Robin: *gets up from computer and marches over to Ed* All right, fine, that's it, you are FAR too molestable in that uniform. Get rid of it.
Ed: What, now?
Robin: YEAH, now!
Roy: Yeah, now. *smirk*
Ed: Wha---no! What the hell!
Robin: *grabs the scarf on Ed's collar and starts pulling it apart*
Ed: HEY! Bitch! What're you doing to me!?
Robin: I'm---trying...to-get-some...flippin'...PEACE!!! ... *suddenly discovers Ed's chest and is forced to stop and stare and turn bright red*
Roy, Ed, Robin: *long silence, twittery bird noises*
Roy: *rests a heavy hand on Robin's shoulder*
Robin: *breaks out of reverie, takes a deep breath, and lets go of Ed, wiping nose* ...man...now I see why you do it...
Roy: *snorts*
Ed: ゜口゜|||
Robin: *ambles back over to computer* No more molesting, dammit. No more kinky cosplay. And no more of the under-the-table groping business. I swear, I'll do it justice someday, just not now.
Roy: ... *drapes himself over Ed*
Ed: *mutters* Yeah, sure you will.
Roy: ...let's play strip poker.
Ed: No. *shrugs off Roy and goes to change*
Roy: *pouts*
THAT'S what.
EDIT: AHAHAHA I JUST CLAPPED A MOSQUITO OUT OF MID-AIR WE ARE THE CHAMPEENS LALALALALA
The bunny up there. Her real name is Usako, but wouldn't it be cute if I called her the plotbunny? Or, um, the bunny that makes me draw things, since pictures don't really have a PLOT...huh...speaking of which.
(Roy and Ed, sitting in a library. Roy is smiling angelically while groping Ed under the table, Ed is bent over *coughs* some kind of homework and blushing redder than a tomato. They're both wearing school uniforms. Your glamorous hostess is hunched over a computer somewhere in the background, her back to Roy and Ed, pounding away at the keyboard.)
Roy: Welcome to Fullmetal Academy. We're hardworking students doing hard work in the library, aren't we, Ed?
Ed: ...hard. ...work. Yyyeah. Uh. I'm not a girl, I'm just...wearing the girls' uniform because, uh. *squirms*
Roy: *smirk* Yeah?
Robin: *stops typing and slams hands down on desk on either side of keyboard*
Roy: *jumps, regains cool, and turns around* Try to be quiet, this is a library.
Robin: *bellows anyway* THEN FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK, KNOCK IT OFF, YOU TWO! Do you HEAR me?! Four crappy sketches just in the last couple hours and not a ONE is going to work right! No more, dammit! NO MORE PANTY SHOTS AND BLUSHING AND OH GOD *buries face in hands*
Ed: *jumps up* Dammit, what do you want ME to do about it?! He's the one who's...DOING everything!
Robin: Kick his ass!
Roy: *looks at Ed and smirks a little* He can't, he feels bad about kicking his senpai's ass.
Ed: *turns redder* FUCK! I do NOT!!! GodDAMMIT...
Robin: *gets up from computer and marches over to Ed* All right, fine, that's it, you are FAR too molestable in that uniform. Get rid of it.
Ed: What, now?
Robin: YEAH, now!
Roy: Yeah, now. *smirk*
Ed: Wha---no! What the hell!
Robin: *grabs the scarf on Ed's collar and starts pulling it apart*
Ed: HEY! Bitch! What're you doing to me!?
Robin: I'm---trying...to-get-some...flippin'...PEACE!!! ... *suddenly discovers Ed's chest and is forced to stop and stare and turn bright red*
Roy, Ed, Robin: *long silence, twittery bird noises*
Roy: *rests a heavy hand on Robin's shoulder*
Robin: *breaks out of reverie, takes a deep breath, and lets go of Ed, wiping nose* ...man...now I see why you do it...
Roy: *snorts*
Ed: ゜口゜|||
Robin: *ambles back over to computer* No more molesting, dammit. No more kinky cosplay. And no more of the under-the-table groping business. I swear, I'll do it justice someday, just not now.
Roy: ... *drapes himself over Ed*
Ed: *mutters* Yeah, sure you will.
Roy: ...let's play strip poker.
Ed: No. *shrugs off Roy and goes to change*
Roy: *pouts*
