Suite 138: Secrets?

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Things, right now, are better than Steph can ever remember them being.

She's draped across the couch, legs hanging over the backrest and head dangling upside-down off the front, and fiddling with the silver bracelet she always wears.

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Is that roommate included in things being good?

Even if he happens to be a spazz?

Because here he is. One Edward Elric, wandering through. He's just walking through, which may be normal enough - but his face sort of looks like a squirrel caught in headlights.

Interesting.

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Steph peers at him, intrigued.

" - What bit you?" she asks, when he shows no signs of talking.

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"NOTHING HAPPENED," Ed says, too loudly, and keeps walking past.

  -- yep.

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Yeah, he's never gonna learn.

Steph's been feeling Robin-y lately, so one quick somersault-flip-thing later, she's landing in front of him and crossing her arms.

"Spill!"

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Ed stops, stares at her, and then redirects his path another way.

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Steph stops that by grabbing his shoulder. "Wow, something's really got your knickers in a twist, huh? Wonder what that could be?"

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"Lemme gooo," Ed whines a bit. "I haven't done anything!"

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"Not till you tell me, Boy Sneaky," Steph insists.

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But he doesn't want to say anything! Maybe sometime, but not now. Not when he hasn't even figured it out for himself yet.



"Not when you haven't told me what's up with you," he says, crossing his arms.

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"Oh, we're gonna be like that, are we?" Steph says, folding her own arms. "I don't think so! I'm older, so you gotta tell me first."

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"Nah," Ed says. "Age doesn't matter." -- sure as hell better not matter, but what if it did? What if Roy freaked tomorrow because he kissed a fucking kid?

Right. Moving on.

"You lose points for the invalid argument."

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Hmm. When Plan A fails, always resort to Plan B - whinge!

Steph's face falls and her eyes go big and blue. Also, wobbling lip.

"Don't you trust me, Ed?" she asks plaintively.

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That is not fair.

"I trust you," he says. "I do!"

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HA. VICTORY. Well, not quite, but she can feel she's getting close.

More with the wobbly lip!

"Then why won't you talk to me?"

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"Because I can't."

Because he didn't even know what to say!

"I want to figure it out first."

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Ooh, smart boy, Ed. That's possibly the only thing that would've worked. Steph eyes him curiously, dropping the fake whinge.

"Mmm. Something important then, huh? Okay, you can keep your secrets. But you gotta talk to me sooner or later, all right?"

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"Promise."

And he means it. He really does.

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Steph grins at him. "And when you do, maybe I'll tell you about Billy."