Wings of Mutation (An SnK x FMA crossover)

Chapter 3~ Fallen

Ed plods through the hallways, his hair a ratty mess. He notices a small poster as he approaches the bathhouses, which reads:

All cadets: Breakfast in the mess hall at 6:30 a.m. sharp. 3DMG training will follow soon after laps.

Ed groans as he reads and hastily pushes the left door open.

A blonde girl is adjusting the straps on her back, and she sighs as the last one falls into place. She notices Ed and jumps.

Ed gasps at the sight of her.

"Gah! Hydrogen, helium, lithium..."

"Yo, Krista!" A brunette girl, almost as tall as Jean saunters into the hallway. She wraps her arm around Krista and chuckles before noticing that Ed is watching them, awkwardly.

"This pipsqueak bothering you?" she asks.

Krista's eyes blink apologetically at Ed before answering. "No, Ymir, everything's fine." She gives a polite wave before walking back to the girl's dormitory.

Ed huffs and enters the correct bathhouse this time. The boy takes a small cloth and dips it in the freshly prepared water. He rubs his eyes and stares at his reflection as it ripples.

After clearing up the dark bags under his eyes, Ed hears the ear-piercing whistle of the Commander from outside the cabins. He gives the straps a final tug before walking over to the mess hall.

Grabbing a bowl of grey lumps that looks suspiciously like porridge, Ed makes his way to an empty table.

"Hey,"

Al stands at the other side of the table, clutching an identical bowl. He sits down, a content smile on his face.

"Sleep well?" he asks, stirring his porridge dreamily.

"Not really." Ed yawns, rubbing his eyes. "You?"

Al, still in a daze, nods. "It was about lessons with Sensei."

The older Elric bites his lip at the thought. "They sure were fun..."

"Huh?"

"Nothing." Ed says, shrugging. "I just couldn't sleep with the smell of Bertolt. Have you seen how much that guy sweats?"

Al laughs quickly. "It's not that bad..."

"Liar." Ed scrunches up his face. "And don't even get me started about Jean tying up Eren with the curtains as bedsheets. What an idiot!"

Al was giggling uncontrollably now. "I think I fell asleep around that part."

Ed wasn't finished. He eyes the bowl of porridge, pondering whether or not to continue. The blonde rolls his eyes and decides to finish.

"It's Mikasa. Jean was practically drooling over her last night."

Al, spoon in his mouth, allows his cheeks to puff up. "Let him do what he wants."

"Not when he's fantasizing about banging her in his sleep!" Ed blurts, wincing as other cadets turned to him with an odd look on their faces.

"You'd be surprised how many erotic noises he can make." he whispers, face scrunching up in playful disgust.

His younger brother eyes his bowl of porridge before sighing and throwing the spoon into it.

"I'm not hungry anymore."

---------- (half-hour later)

Ed sinks to the soft soil gratefully, still panting from running. Eren and Jean had raced the entire time, all while spitting snide remarks at each other.