“Damn it, Fullmetal! What you’re doing is completely inhuman!”
“Yeah, yeah. I never really cared for rules and all that.” Ed replied as he brought the colonel over to his armpit. Just as his younger brother had done, Ed pressed Roy into his sweaty pit until he was nice and snug. With the older male glued to his pit, Al put his arm down so Roy was squeezed between his arm and ribs. There he rolled his shoulders as if exercising them, giving the colonel a good rub down. Roy could feel the muscles of Ed’s upper arm crush him from behind. Worse of all, his face…no…his entire body was deep in a pool of sweat that had formed between the walls of flesh. He tried to breath but only got a nose full of the boy’s vulgar odor. He was going to pass out at this rate.
Fortunately (or unfortunately), Ed lifted his arm before that could happen. Ed looked at his armpit and was surprised to see that the colonel wasn’t stuck to it. He looked at his feet to see if the colonel had fallen around them, but didn’t see the bug anywhere. H felt something on his arm, though, and saw that it was the colonel. He had become stuck to his arm instead of his pit. Ed laughed at seeing the colonel stuck to the sweaty skin of his arm. He pinched the alchemist between his finger and thumb and pulled him free.
“You don’t look so well, sir. Maybe you should take a shower.” Ed sniffed his body and recoiled dramatically. “Whoa! Defiantly a shower! You smell like an over productive teenager…maybe two, in fact.”
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