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

[armoredsoul]

[Beryl is quite used to shoulder rides, so he won't be dislodges all that easily. Al laughs and turns around from putting some grilled cheese sandwiches on the press--god bless Lust for finding that thing.]

Close! Soup can have meat in it, too, and the broth is made by boiling either bones and meat or veggies to pull the proteins and other nutrients out. It makes it a little thicker and adds flavor.

[He gestures for Wrath to come over and look, lifting the lid from the pot. It's basically straight out of the can, but Al did add a few spices for flavor.] This soup is basically liquified tomato, though.

[garbagechild]

Oh. That makes sense.

<sub>[It's easy to explain things to Wrath with chemistry. Chemistry makes a whole lot more sense to a Homunculus than most other things.]

[Hesitantly, he edges up beside Al, grabbing the edge of the counter and watching the sandwiches go onto the press. His nose is twitching like a dog's-- he is not even remotely subtle about investigating things via smell.]</sub>

I saw soup before where my new team is, but I was never thirsty so I never tried it. I thought it was a drink.

[armoredsoul]

[Al doesn't even bat an eye; he's so used to Wrath's oddities by now that it would be more notable if he didn't act like an animal half the time.]

Nope, it's a meal! Sometimes when you're sick a thinner soup with less solid things in it is easier on your stomach, but there's plenty in a soup to fill you up.

[Beryl leans forward a little to sniff as well, and Al chuckles before reaching to give the Eevee a little scratch between the ears.]

[garbagechild]

_{[Oh, this smells MUCH better than the soups in the cafeteria.]}

It smells good.

When do we get to eat it?

[armoredsoul]

As soon as the sandwiches are done toasting, so just a bit longer. Go wash your hands and I'll get it all ready for you. You want anything to drink?

[garbagechild]

Okay.

<sub>[He steps away from watching the pot bubble and wanders over to the sink.]

[Thank god Wrath doesn't seem to have the same aversion to hand-washing as he does to bathing as a whole.]</sub>

And yes, please.