Why is that present buzzing.

[armoredsoul]

Who: Shark House and it's visitors
Where: Shark House, Goldenrod
When: All through December
Summary: December catch-all log!
Rating: PG13 because monsters, man.
Log:

Comments

[garbagechild]

If you were sick, you probably should have laid down in a bed.

Did you lie down in a bed?

_{[He's pretty sure that's what you do when you're sick.]}

[armoredsoul]

[He huffs out a small laugh, shaking his head.]

No, I wasn't sick. I was just very sad for a while.

[garbagechild]

Why?

_{[Simple and to the point, as always.]}

[armoredsoul]

[Alphonse shrugs and looks down with a small frown.]

I was...really missing Brother, is all.

[garbagechild]

Oh.

_{[He goes silent again. It's not really like it's SURPRISING to hear that or anything, but.]}

... Do you feel better now?

[armoredsoul]

...a little, yeah.

[That's a lie, really, but he doesn't want to worry anyone.]

[garbagechild]

_{[He's lucky that Wrath is not even remotely good at reading the subtleties of human emotion, because he promptly takes Al's reassurance at face value and hops off the washing machine.]}

Good.

Now that you're back, you can make soup for everyone.

I'm not allowed to use pots anymore.

_{[.... WHAT HAS TRANSPIRED WHILE AL WAS MISSING]}

[armoredsoul]

[...he was gone for a week.]

Why are you not allowed to use them? Did something happen?

[garbagechild]

Lust was sick.

She wanted soup.

_{[You put the dots together, Al.]}

[armoredsoul]

[...oh, no.]

[Al sighs and rubs his head, then pats Wrath's shoulder lightly.]

It was very kind of you to try. I'm sure she appreciated the effort.

[garbagechild]

Maybe.

I think she mostly appreciated when the scarred man threw away the bones I got to make the broth.

She thought I must have found them in the trash.