"You're going to have to put up with a lot more I'm afraid," the general grinned. "Tomorrow's festivities are a large and elaborately planned affair. I think every xingese residing in Amestris will be in attendance and they have plans to make use of your presence all day."
"And you're goober image," Ed snorted from where he was still standing, thinking he looked all tough and security like. "They have posters of you all over the place. It was a little nauseating when we did the security pre-tour of the grounds. Actually it doesn't even look like you, but I knew it was suppose to be you, but whatever."
"Come sit on the couch with me," Ling wheedled. "I haven't seen you in forever! You use to be so cuddly. Remember back when we were all fighting to save the world from homonculus ruled chaos? You would snuggle up in the sleeping back with me there."
Roy turned his head slowly and raised and eyebrow and Ed flushed ten shades of red.
"It was COLD, we only had the one sleeping bag and I didn't have fur like Heinkle and Darius," Ed sputtered. "There was nothing to it, it was survival!" He further blustered in Roy's direction. "And I don't know about you but I wasn't going to sleep with Heinkle and Darius because you know, fleas and the like!"
"Or they might roll over on you and smother you in your sleep," Ling sighed. "You've gotten taller, that's sort of a shame, you were adorable in your more compact form."
The veins on Ed's temples were starting to stand out and Roy made a patting motion at him, grinning.
"Come sit down Ed," he coaxed. "There is enough security on this floor alone to prevent an ant from making it's way to the door. Let's do some catching up with the emperor, it has been a while."
"Speaking of Heinkle and Darius, where are they?" Ling asked from his sprawled position. "I'd like to see them as well."
"Farming," Ed said matter of factly, findly coming over and sitting in the chair furthest from the couch. "Ducks or something, I'm not sure. I haven't heard from them in a couple of months."
"I love duck," Ling sighed. "No one does duck like the palace cooks. Still, it's a shame, didn't they know I was coming?"
"All the stupid hub-bub over your lame ass showing up should have alerted them; but then again their smart and didn't have to be here," Ed snorted.
"You're not here because you wanted to be?" Ling said, a bit of a whine creeping into his voice. "But you should have wanted to be, it's me after all, you adore me. How could you be so heartless to even suggest you're being forced to be here?"
"I'm being paid to be here," Ed informed him, sprawling in his chair in a fashion similar to the royal sprawl on the couch. "The military just can't live without me, didn't you know? The military sure is shelling out a pretty cen to let you come over here to party, be thankful for that."
"You're so cruel," Ling lamented, then turned his eyes on Roy. "He's getting mean in his advancing years. Let me arrest him for being a mean to my royal personage and then I'll take him back to Xing with me and keep him under lock and key and out of your hair."
"Ah, don't think that's not a lovely proposition your highness," Roy said, grinning at Ed's snarl, "but I'm afraid he's to much of a military liability to let out of the country. I'm sure you understand."
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Date: 2010-12-05 02:47 am (UTC)"And you're goober image," Ed snorted from where he was still standing, thinking he looked all tough and security like. "They have posters of you all over the place. It was a little nauseating when we did the security pre-tour of the grounds. Actually it doesn't even look like you, but I knew it was suppose to be you, but whatever."
"Come sit on the couch with me," Ling wheedled. "I haven't seen you in forever! You use to be so cuddly. Remember back when we were all fighting to save the world from homonculus ruled chaos? You would snuggle up in the sleeping back with me there."
Roy turned his head slowly and raised and eyebrow and Ed flushed ten shades of red.
"It was COLD, we only had the one sleeping bag and I didn't have fur like Heinkle and Darius," Ed sputtered. "There was nothing to it, it was survival!" He further blustered in Roy's direction. "And I don't know about you but I wasn't going to sleep with Heinkle and Darius because you know, fleas and the like!"
"Or they might roll over on you and smother you in your sleep," Ling sighed. "You've gotten taller, that's sort of a shame, you were adorable in your more compact form."
The veins on Ed's temples were starting to stand out and Roy made a patting motion at him, grinning.
"Come sit down Ed," he coaxed. "There is enough security on this floor alone to prevent an ant from making it's way to the door. Let's do some catching up with the emperor, it has been a while."
"Speaking of Heinkle and Darius, where are they?" Ling asked from his sprawled position. "I'd like to see them as well."
"Farming," Ed said matter of factly, findly coming over and sitting in the chair furthest from the couch. "Ducks or something, I'm not sure. I haven't heard from them in a couple of months."
"I love duck," Ling sighed. "No one does duck like the palace cooks. Still, it's a shame, didn't they know I was coming?"
"All the stupid hub-bub over your lame ass showing up should have alerted them; but then again their smart and didn't have to be here," Ed snorted.
"You're not here because you wanted to be?" Ling said, a bit of a whine creeping into his voice. "But you should have wanted to be, it's me after all, you adore me. How could you be so heartless to even suggest you're being forced to be here?"
"I'm being paid to be here," Ed informed him, sprawling in his chair in a fashion similar to the royal sprawl on the couch. "The military just can't live without me, didn't you know? The military sure is shelling out a pretty cen to let you come over here to party, be thankful for that."
"You're so cruel," Ling lamented, then turned his eyes on Roy. "He's getting mean in his advancing years. Let me arrest him for being a mean to my royal personage and then I'll take him back to Xing with me and keep him under lock and key and out of your hair."
"Ah, don't think that's not a lovely proposition your highness," Roy said, grinning at Ed's snarl, "but I'm afraid he's to much of a military liability to let out of the country. I'm sure you understand."