Fuzzy Mornings
by Rikugou
It is a known fact that weekend mornings were meant for sleeping in. It's blasphemous to wake someone up early on the days that didn't require your presence. You work nonstop five days out of the week, so you have the right to sleep in on the weekends. Unfortunately, it seemed as if a certain "well-informed" person had failed to receive the missive, which led to Ed desperately trying to save his pillow from prying fingers determined to get him out of bed.
He should have thought twice than to take up house with an irritating morning person who felt unholy glee at waking him up at 6:30 in the morning. Ed muttered something rude under his breath and tried to shove his head under the pillows.
After a brief session of tug-of-pillow, the blonde let go and pulled the covers over his head instead. Ed smirked in satisfaction when he heard a thump from the heretic bothering his holy sleep. He sighed in satisfaction when no further obstructions came and settled down for another 3-4 hours of well-deserved sleep.
Fifteen minutes later, an inquisitive finger poked at the foot sticking out from beneath the blankets. It twitched and kicked out feebly in an effort to dissuade the irritant. Smirking, the other tickled the sole some more, amused when it immediately retreated. A faint grumble could be heard as the vaguely human shaped lump moved to curl up into a ball to further protect any ticklish spots.
"G'way! I'm trying to sleep!" came the muffled snarl.
Half an hour later, just when Ed was beginning to get resettled into his haven of warmth, the irritating body belonging to that irritating hand burrowed into the covers with him.
He tensed, half-expecting to be forcefully evicted from the blankets. When he received nothing but a pair of arms to pull him closer to the other body in the bed, he relaxed and wound himsef around his ever-obliging body pillow. If his bedmate wasn't going to kick Ed out of the bed, they might as well make themselves useful.
One of their hands crept under the band of his thin boxers, but he let the indiscretion pass unremarked. His fuzzy brain didn't want to consider that it might have nefarious purposes. Ed sighed and burrowed closer. If more mornings were spent like this, he'd never want to get out of bed.
Thankfully, they didn't spend too many mornings like this or else he'd never get anything done.
Ed heard a faint clicking sound and frowned. What the hell--?
That was his only warning when a handful of ice was shoved into his boxers.
"Dammit Roy!"
Ed squawked and jumped out of bed, hopping around trying to get rid of all the ice.
Meanwhile, Roy lay on the bed, laughing his ass off.
The blonde glared at the raven haired man and seethed. The man just ruined one perfectly fine morning for sleeping in. Edward's next course of action? REVENGE.
-END-
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--Rikugou
Finished: 04.22.04
Editted: 01.30.05