Ed came streaking down the path, shedding clothes as he hit the dock. He made a magnificent leap at the end, tucked and hugged his knees as he plummeted toward the water.
"CANNONBALL", he shrieked in manic glee as he descended.
Al and Winry, all ready in said water, both widened their eyes in terror and Al heroically managed to shove Winry to one side before his face met his brothers butt and they both went under.
Ed popped up like a cork, then seemed to fish around under the waters surface and then dragged his gasping, struggling sibling up as well.
"Did you see that?! Didja?! Did you see the air clearance I got there?!" He asked Al, grinning in his face.
Al gagged and sputtered, slapping around to shove his brother off and wipe at his eyes. Ed laughed and let himself be slapped away; that is when he turned and noticed Winry there, looking at him with a small scowl.
"WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! THE FUCK IS SHE HERE?!" and Ed crossed his arms in front of him under the water and sunk down to his neck, panting and wide eyed himself.
"Well, if you want my opinion," Winry said mildly, "you get a 5 on the air clearance and a negative 3 on hitting all in the face with your naked butt, so in the end, that cannonball was worth a 2," and she folded her arms.
"WINRY, GO BACK TO THE HOUSE, WHAT THE HELL? WHO TOLD YOU TO BE HERE?" Ed shrieked, feeling his balls try to draw up into his body to hide.
"I told her to be here," Al said, now somewhat recovered. "You know, for old times sake, only I didn't know your nostalgia was going to include skinny dipping."
Ed kept trying to sink lower, but he had this nasty habit of breathing and lake water wasn't exactly conducive to that sort of thing. "The hell, the hell," he said, giving Al the evil eye.
"You're soaking your leg in pond water," Winry pointed out. "That's gonna need some repairs probably, and that's ok, I need money for that fancy new rachet that Arnold has down at the general store," and she grinned and winked at Ed who was like one of those fish bobbers now; red on top, white on bottom.
"I think my nose is broken," Al muttered, gingerly wiggling the appendage back and forth. "I think I'm the only person on the planet to get their nose broken by their brother's ass," he whined.
"If you stay in here to long then you'll need the entire leg replaced, and if I do that, well that's enough money for a summer getaway!" Winry grinned some more. "I know you won't get out if I stay here, so I think I'll sit on the dock until dark. What about you Al, you in?"
"For a summer getaway? Sure," Al said. "I'll sit with you." And they both slogged over to the dock and pulled themselves up to sit there.
Ed hopped around, gapping after them both, trapped by his prudishness and his brother's need for vengance.
"JERKS! AND YOU AL, YOU TRAITOR," he howled.
"It's so much fun now that he doesn't sink right away," Winry said, digging in the small bag she brought with her to pull out a deck of cards.
"Yeah he really missed swimming," Al said with an evil sort of smirk in his brothers direction.
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Date: 2010-12-04 12:20 pm (UTC)"CANNONBALL", he shrieked in manic glee as he descended.
Al and Winry, all ready in said water, both widened their eyes in terror and Al heroically managed to shove Winry to one side before his face met his brothers butt and they both went under.
Ed popped up like a cork, then seemed to fish around under the waters surface and then dragged his gasping, struggling sibling up as well.
"Did you see that?! Didja?! Did you see the air clearance I got there?!" He asked Al, grinning in his face.
Al gagged and sputtered, slapping around to shove his brother off and wipe at his eyes. Ed laughed and let himself be slapped away; that is when he turned and noticed Winry there, looking at him with a small scowl.
"WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! THE FUCK IS SHE HERE?!" and Ed crossed his arms in front of him under the water and sunk down to his neck, panting and wide eyed himself.
"Well, if you want my opinion," Winry said mildly, "you get a 5 on the air clearance and a negative 3 on hitting all in the face with your naked butt, so in the end, that cannonball was worth a 2," and she folded her arms.
"WINRY, GO BACK TO THE HOUSE, WHAT THE HELL? WHO TOLD YOU TO BE HERE?" Ed shrieked, feeling his balls try to draw up into his body to hide.
"I told her to be here," Al said, now somewhat recovered. "You know, for old times sake, only I didn't know your nostalgia was going to include skinny dipping."
Ed kept trying to sink lower, but he had this nasty habit of breathing and lake water wasn't exactly conducive to that sort of thing. "The hell, the hell," he said, giving Al the evil eye.
"You're soaking your leg in pond water," Winry pointed out. "That's gonna need some repairs probably, and that's ok, I need money for that fancy new rachet that Arnold has down at the general store," and she grinned and winked at Ed who was like one of those fish bobbers now; red on top, white on bottom.
"I think my nose is broken," Al muttered, gingerly wiggling the appendage back and forth. "I think I'm the only person on the planet to get their nose broken by their brother's ass," he whined.
"If you stay in here to long then you'll need the entire leg replaced, and if I do that, well that's enough money for a summer getaway!" Winry grinned some more. "I know you won't get out if I stay here, so I think I'll sit on the dock until dark. What about you Al, you in?"
"For a summer getaway? Sure," Al said. "I'll sit with you." And they both slogged over to the dock and pulled themselves up to sit there.
Ed hopped around, gapping after them both, trapped by his prudishness and his brother's need for vengance.
"JERKS! AND YOU AL, YOU TRAITOR," he howled.
"It's so much fun now that he doesn't sink right away," Winry said, digging in the small bag she brought with her to pull out a deck of cards.
"Yeah he really missed swimming," Al said with an evil sort of smirk in his brothers direction.
"NOW I DON'T," he informed them.