Sometimes people leave you, halfway through the wood.

[garbagechild]

Who: Alphonse Elric, Envy, Greed, and Wrath.
Where: An ill-fated bakery. All around Goldenrod. The freakin' basement.
When: August 11th onwards! This is a catch-all.
Summary: The world has been pretty good to the various monsters and serial killers hailing from Amestris, but one particular villainous wild child has yet to be rehabilitated.
Rating: PG-13 for talk of abuse, manipulation, brainwashing, all that good stuff.
Log:

Continued from here.

Comments

[exeggutorhead]

Right, no rotting here either.

[He holds up his fingers, splayed out for Wrath to scrutinize closer if he'd like. They look just fine.]

So I'm telling the truth.

We won't leave you alone, not on purpose. Not ever again. Okay?

[garbagechild]

<sub>[WELL, THE COMPLETELY MADE-UP THING THAT WRATH SAID WOULD HAPPEN ISN'T HAPPENING, SOOOOO... ENVY MUST BE TELLING THE TRUTH.]

[For probably the first time, Wrath actually finds himself accepting that.]</sub>

... 'k.

[exeggutorhead]

[Slowly, the motion a mix of carefulness and hesitance, Envy reaches out one hand to lightly muss Wrath's hair. It seems like the right thing to do.]

Okay.

I can go wake everyone up to talk about letting you out. And you'll come back if we do, right?

[garbagechild]

<sub>[There are tears welling up in Wrath's eyes and he's not even entirely sure why. He's not sad, exactly-- and he has no idea that crying from happiness or relief is even a THING.]

[But he reaches up to wipe at his eyes, and manages a very thin, wobbly laugh when Envy ruffles his disastrous mop of hair.]</sub>

Y-yeah.