Fullmetal Alchemist: Café au Lait
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prose_alchemistTitle: Café au Lait
Author:jordannamorgan
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Rating/Warnings: G.
Characters: Ed, Al, Noa.
Setting: Post-canon. Works for either my Tiesverse or post-Conqueror of Shamballa.
Summary: Ed relents against one of his greatest nemeses… for a very particular reason.
Disclaimer: They belong to Hiromu Arakawa. I’m just playing with them.
Notes: Written for the prompts of “Switch” atfan_flashworks and “Warming/Cooling Drinks” at genprompt_bingo. (And yes, despite her being in Germany in CoS, I headcanon that Noa was originally born in France.)
“Is that coffee I smell?” Edward asked, stepping into the kitchen one bright morning.
Noa’s cheeks were pink as she looked up from the cup she was stirring. “Well… sort of? It’s a drink from the country where I was born, called café au lait. It’s made with coffee and… steamed milk.” She hesitated, one eyebrow rising uncertainly. “Would you like to try some?”
Alphonse snorted lightly over his own cup. “Sorry Noa, but I really don’t think he’s going to want that. You know Brother hates mi—”
“Sure, I’ll try it,” Ed blurted abruptly, reaching for the cup his wife held. He took it from her gently, without haste; and it was not lost upon Al that his touch lingered briefly on Noa’s hands.
After a long moment of staring suspensefully into the depths of the steaming coffee-milk beverage, Ed lifted it and took a wary sip.
“…It’s good,” he declared a little too quickly, and proceeded to quaff down the rest of it in a few short gulps.
The leisurely sip Al took himself was a camouflage for his amused smile.
Well, that’s a switch. I guess love really does conquer all—even Ed’s loathing of milk.
© 2020 Jordanna Morgan
Author:
jordannamorganArchive Rights: Please request the author’s consent.
Rating/Warnings: G.
Characters: Ed, Al, Noa.
Setting: Post-canon. Works for either my Tiesverse or post-Conqueror of Shamballa.
Summary: Ed relents against one of his greatest nemeses… for a very particular reason.
Disclaimer: They belong to Hiromu Arakawa. I’m just playing with them.
Notes: Written for the prompts of “Switch” at
fan_flashworks and “Warming/Cooling Drinks” at genprompt_bingo. (And yes, despite her being in Germany in CoS, I headcanon that Noa was originally born in France.)“Is that coffee I smell?” Edward asked, stepping into the kitchen one bright morning.
Noa’s cheeks were pink as she looked up from the cup she was stirring. “Well… sort of? It’s a drink from the country where I was born, called café au lait. It’s made with coffee and… steamed milk.” She hesitated, one eyebrow rising uncertainly. “Would you like to try some?”
Alphonse snorted lightly over his own cup. “Sorry Noa, but I really don’t think he’s going to want that. You know Brother hates mi—”
“Sure, I’ll try it,” Ed blurted abruptly, reaching for the cup his wife held. He took it from her gently, without haste; and it was not lost upon Al that his touch lingered briefly on Noa’s hands.
After a long moment of staring suspensefully into the depths of the steaming coffee-milk beverage, Ed lifted it and took a wary sip.
“…It’s good,” he declared a little too quickly, and proceeded to quaff down the rest of it in a few short gulps.
The leisurely sip Al took himself was a camouflage for his amused smile.
Well, that’s a switch. I guess love really does conquer all—even Ed’s loathing of milk.
© 2020 Jordanna Morgan