Roy Mustang

Roy had been watching Ed play with the kittens, noting with not just a little amusement that the kid was pretty good with Ow. It shouldn't be a surprise as apparently Ed had grown up with both kittens around. Well, cats really. Even now they seemed to have outgrown the whole kitten phase.

It all made Roy wonder, made him want to ask the boy a thousand questions and find out what everything in his world was like. Most of the times, Roy had succeeded to master his curiosity. The times that he hadn't, Ed had considered it a game and if one thing was clear, it was that Aly had been teaching her child how to keep a secret. Ed was smart. Way too smart.

Roy finally turned his attention back to his book, but it didn't take long before Ed ended up on the couch beside him. He leaned his head against Roy's arm as he tried to take a look at what Roy was doing.

"Da? What are you reading?"

Roy smiled a little, amused as long as he didn't think too much on the whole father thing. "I'm reading about alchemy," he replied.

"Oooh," Ed said with wonder in his voice, but it was clear that he'd already known what Roy had been reading and it was meant to leave an opening for Ed's next question. "Will you teach me?"

Maybe Roy had been asking for it when they'd chosen Ed's name. "You're still too young."

Ed made a face and sat up, indignantly. "Fullmetal wasn't too young."

Oh yes, Roy had definitely cursed himself picking out that name and Roy had no idea how his alternative version managed to talk himself out of this one.

((Open! The kittens were totally stolen. Mwahahahaha.))