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||Alphonse|| Flowers

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Child!Alphonse x hospitalized!Child!Reader

Al pushed open the small glass door that lead to the hospital's garden, he knew she'd be there. He stepped onto the soft grass and there he noticed the small form sitting on one of the benches, facing away from him. She was swinging her legs as she gazed at the multiple colors in front of her. Al walks over to her side and takes a seat next to the (h/c).
"Do you know why I don't like these flowers?" Al hears the young girl ask quietly. He only looks at her, she continues. "They're fake. The colours are to bright. Their petals are rough instead of soft." The girl jumps off the bench and reaches down to feel one of the flowers. "They didn't want to take care of real ones. It would take to much time and money, they say," She giggles. "Ironic, isn't it? Isn't their job to take care of living things? Yet, they don't have the money, nor time, to take care of a small, weak s-sapling." Al notices her stutter and sees a tear drop hit the petal of the flower. "I feel sorry for it. Even though it's fake. It can never leave, stuck forever, in one place. It's only purpose is to look pretty." She turns around and faces Al. She had a large smile on her face, yet waterfalls were on her cheeks. "Do you think plants have feelings?" Al had to take a moment to think before saying.

"Yes, I do."

She smiles, "So do I."

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They were sitting in front of each other with a large desk in the middle.

"You do understand, correct?"

The couple look at each other before nodding. "We do."

The adult stands up and lifts their hand, first the mother then the father shakes their hand.

"Thank you for taking your time to come and speak to me. Your daughter is a wonderful young lady." They nod and take their leave.

Once inside the car, the mother starts weeping while the father hits the top of the steering wheel.

"God damnit..."

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"Al?" The young child calls out. On a bench sat a child holding something closely to his chest, but she couldn't tell what it was because his back was facing her.

She walks over to him and he grins once noticing her. "Look! I brought you a gift!" He lifts it up for her to see.

It was a moon lily planted in a small clay pot.

"I've been growing it for a while for you! Do you like it?"

(Y/n) drops the book that was once in her hand and grabs the plant. "I love it..." She says awestruck.

Al smiled knowing that he made his friend happy. "Maybe you can plant it?"

She nods quickly, "Can I go to your house and plant it there?"

Al and (y/n) play in the fake garden until she was able to leave. They made their way to Al's house and Ed was to busy doing something else to notice her.

"Where should we plant it?" Al asks.

(Y/n) thinks for a moment before saying, "How about under the tree?"

Al agrees and they were about to run back outside together when Ed grabs Al and pulls him back.

"Who's that?" He asks pointing at the (h/c) haired girl still running toward the tree.

"(Y/n)! Remember? I told you about her, she lives in the hospital." Al says, wanting to go after his friend.

Ed looks at the girl then back to Al, "Maybe you should stop hanging out with her, she has that condition, right? I don't want you to get hurt."

Al's eyes widen, "What?! No!" He pulls away from Ed and runs after the girl.

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"How much longer does our daughter have?" A high pitched voices shakily asks.

There was a sigh, "We can continue doing surgery, but the more we remove the fast it grows. Which means we'll have to do surgery everyday or close to everyday. By doing the surgery constantly she would have maybe a year. If we completely stop the surgery, the bone will grow slower but she would only have six months."

A low voice growls, "She's only seven. A simple child! Is there anyway for her to live a full life?"

The doctor clears her throat, "Considering that there is no cure, nor medication for this. She has about a year."

More tears and anger.

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A year passes quickly and Al had stopped visiting (y/n) about three months ago with no explanation. The girl goes into surgery everyday to get the extra bone taken out, but she already can't move her neck or hips. It won't be long before her condition kill her brain or another major organ.

That night, after dinner, little (y/n) grabs a piece of paper and some crayons. She had her tongue out as she tried to draw. It took much longer than expected, finished around midnight, but she was happy with it. She set out on her night stand before falling asleep.

The next day, Al runs all the way to the hospital from his house and went straight to the garden.

"(Y/n)?" He calls out. He looked around but couldn't find his friend anywhere. He was about to leave when he saw her parents walking by.

"Wait! Mr. (L/n)! Mrs. (L/n)!" Al walks out, "Where's (y/n)?" He asks. Al notices their eyes tear up as her mother hands him a piece of paper.

"I think you should have t-this." Her mother stuttered.

Al took the paper and noticed it was a drawing of the garden. (Y/n) and him were in the middle hugging. He had the moon lily in his hand as she was crying, yet smiling. On the top it said, "I am Sorry."

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