FIC: Hot Rod Mustang (PG-13) - Fullmetal Alchemist
Title: Hot Rod Mustang
Author: Zippit
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Timeline: Manga/Brotherhood
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Edward Elric, Roy Mustang
Rating: PG-13
Content Notes: N/A
Word Count: 249
Completed: August 8, 2013
Challenge:
fma_fic_contest
Prompt: 231 - Lead
Disclaimer: The characters portrayed within are not mine. This is merely a loving response to the original work.
Author’s Notes: It’s been a while since I’ve written Ed so here he is being all Ed.
Summary: Ed wishes Mustang didn’t have to literally live up to his name.
Ed clung to the passenger side door as Mustang took a corner on what felt like two wheels. “What’re you doing?! Stop driving like a maniac!”
He glances over and Mustang doesn’t even look the least bit ruffled. “What are you talking about, Edward? This is how I normally drive.”
“So that’s why the Lieutenant drives you all over the place. Look out!”
Mustang barely moves the car sideways in time to avoid ramming the back of a delivery truck. “A man of my status shouldn’t skimp on the privileges afforded to his rank. There needs to be a clear seperation between officers and their subordinates.”
“Bullshit,” Ed mutters and glares murderously out the front window. How’d he even get roped into riding with Mustang anyway? “Is there a point to this besides taking years off my life?”
“I had hoped you would use this as an opportunity to divulge any new information while we were certain of privacy.” Mustang looks across at him. “I would also like to remind you that discretion should be used.”
Ed waves a hand at him. “Yeah, yeah, and no, Al and I haven’t learned anything new.”
Mustang makes a noncommittal sound then skids to a stop in front of the hotel he and Al are staying at. “In that case, I expect to see you tomorrow morning.”
Ed scrambles out with a scowl but nods then watches as Mustang peels out with a screech of tires. Ed snorts. “Fucking lead foot Mustang.”
Author: Zippit
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Timeline: Manga/Brotherhood
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Edward Elric, Roy Mustang
Rating: PG-13
Content Notes: N/A
Word Count: 249
Completed: August 8, 2013
Challenge:
fma_fic_contestPrompt: 231 - Lead
Disclaimer: The characters portrayed within are not mine. This is merely a loving response to the original work.
Author’s Notes: It’s been a while since I’ve written Ed so here he is being all Ed.
Summary: Ed wishes Mustang didn’t have to literally live up to his name.
Ed clung to the passenger side door as Mustang took a corner on what felt like two wheels. “What’re you doing?! Stop driving like a maniac!”
He glances over and Mustang doesn’t even look the least bit ruffled. “What are you talking about, Edward? This is how I normally drive.”
“So that’s why the Lieutenant drives you all over the place. Look out!”
Mustang barely moves the car sideways in time to avoid ramming the back of a delivery truck. “A man of my status shouldn’t skimp on the privileges afforded to his rank. There needs to be a clear seperation between officers and their subordinates.”
“Bullshit,” Ed mutters and glares murderously out the front window. How’d he even get roped into riding with Mustang anyway? “Is there a point to this besides taking years off my life?”
“I had hoped you would use this as an opportunity to divulge any new information while we were certain of privacy.” Mustang looks across at him. “I would also like to remind you that discretion should be used.”
Ed waves a hand at him. “Yeah, yeah, and no, Al and I haven’t learned anything new.”
Mustang makes a noncommittal sound then skids to a stop in front of the hotel he and Al are staying at. “In that case, I expect to see you tomorrow morning.”
Ed scrambles out with a scowl but nods then watches as Mustang peels out with a screech of tires. Ed snorts. “Fucking lead foot Mustang.”