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[Fic] FMA "Little Man Syndrome"
Ok, it's a little different to my usual style, but for some reason it worked better this way.  Inspired by a random comment by the totally awesome rainjoyous here.  (Read the fic! Read the fic! Read the fic!  /hynotic state)

Title: Little Man Syndrome

Fandom: FMA (Disclaimers apply)

Rating: G

Word Count: 231


"Quite a performance today."

"Hmm." A sip of whisky, a sigh, because anything to do with Edward Elric was troublesome.

"A bit ... well, extravagant though." A sip, a ponderous look. "Ever wonder if Ed suffers from little man syndrome?"

A snort. "Hardly." A sip, a smirk. "Fullmetal doesn't suffer from it. He revels in it, he wallows in it, he glories in it, but he doesn't suffer. The only thing that's not over the top and utterly in your face about Edward Elric is his physical self." Another sip, a smirk that's turned wry. "It's everyone else who gets to suffer for it."

A look askance, a sip, a quick adjustment of glasses and a suppressed grin. "Oh, I've definitely got to tell him you said that."

Another sip, a smirk widening. "You do, and you die."

A chuckle, a sip, a grin. "Do you actually think you'll live long enough."

A nonchalant face, dark eyes mirthful. A casual sip this time. "You're forgetting that Fullmetal's just as likely to shoot the messenger in this case."

A long look left then a thoughtful gaze upwards. A sigh, a depressed slump onto one fist, a self depreciating twist of a mobile mouth. "You can be a real bastard when you're right, you know that?"

A full smirk. A sip. "So I've been told."

Neither had to say by whom.