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[skydark]

Taking a cue from bob_fish

I need to get my writing mojo back. Request a drabble if you want. Word count will probably vary. I will do FMA, canon pairing, Yaoi Pairing, whutever. Won't promise I'll do them all but I'll give it a go!

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[a-big-apple.livejournal.com]

Ed and Roy in a pet store. Bonus points if there's a talking parrot.

[sky-dark.livejournal.com]

"This is depressing," Ed said, moving past the cages, stopping to peer in here and there, offering a finger to a small paw that batted at him between the bars.

"Don't think of it that way," the colonel said, also offering fingers through the bars for a puppy to chew on, "they will get nice homes soon enough."

"Where I come from you can get cats and dogs for free," Ed said, scratching under a small furred chin, "all you gotta do is wait for mating season, then there is plenty."

"Some people prefer to buy purebreeds," the colonel commented, moving on down the row, "when you pay for something you take care of it better."

"Hmph," Ed said, stepping back a bit. Then there was a loud squawk, mostly from Ed and the colonel turned around to see what the commotion was about. When Ed stepped back he put himself in range of a large parrot who decided Ed's head was just as good as it's perch on the top of it's cage, so it had made itself at home. Ed froze, but the big colorful bird spread it's wings for balance and gripped Ed's hair tightly in it's talons.

"You look like you're wearing a winged helmet," the colonel said, amused.

"Don't gawk," Ed hissed, holding stock still, "help me!"

"I don't know," the colonel said, "it's has a very large beak and I wouldn't want it to take offense or anything. I like my fingers where they are."

The big parrot tucked it's wings then, seeming to become comfortable on it's new high place, it regarded Roy frankly.

"Γειά σου," the bird suddenly said.

"HEY," Roy said, pointing, "I think it speaks Cretan!"

"Whoop de shit," Ed said quietly, "get it off!"

"Τι κάνετε," the bird sang out merrily.

"I'm pretty sure that's Cretan," Roy said, grinning. "Hello," he said to the bird, leaning forward, "Hello."

"It's putting grooves in my scalp," Ed whispered, and slowly reached to try and snag Roy's coat.

"I' μ ένα όμορφο πουλί", the parrot informed Roy and Roy seemed to shimmy with glee.

"We should buy this bird, it's amazing," Roy said.

"You don't even speak cretan," Ed said, small tears gathering in the corners of his eyes. "What the hell do you need a bird you can't understand for? For all you know it's telling you to fuck off and die, which, if it is, I support it," Ed gasped.

"FUCK," the parrot screamed then, this brought activity from the back of the shop and a small woman came rushing forward, making clicking sounds. She deftly coaxed the parrot off of Ed's head and returned him to the top of his cage. Then she turned and fixed them both with a steely eye.

"OUT," she said, in heavily accented amestrian, "we don't teach our birds to say such things and we don't tolerate visitors who do!"

Ed and Roy let themselves be hussled out in front of her dimiutive rage and they stood on the sidewalk, peering in the door.

"Well damn," Ed said, "now I want to buy the bird."

[a-big-apple.livejournal.com]

HAH, it speaks Cretan! Fantastic.

[bob_fish.livejournal.com]

Two thumbs up for the last line!