Sheep

[grassangel]

Title: Sheep

Rating: G
Genre: General
Characters/Pairing: Al, sheep
Day/Theme: Nov. 2. 'animal presence'

Notes: No direct spoilers and one word which isn't in general useage.

 

Al had missed the sounds of cows lowing the distance and sheep staring complacently while they were herded past. They were all associated with Rismbool, the home that he and his brother had left a long time ago and were now returning to.
He had missed them, and looked forward to experiencing them again, but THIS was a bit too much.

Alphonse looked the sheep calmly in the eye.

"Mr. Sheep, if you do not desist licking me, I shall have to call for help, much to the detriment of my current situation."

The sheep murred back in response and continued to nudge and lick his intact arm.

"I am warning you Mr. Sheep, I am not happy." Al's statement was meant to threaten, but the tone of voice he used did nothing to deter the ocine animal.

"Mr. Sheep, this is your last warning!" Al's voice rose, in both pitch and volume. The sheep stopped and stared at him in response, giving a final lick and nudge before murring and returning to converse with it's companions.
Al sighed gratefully and returned to his thoughts before being interrupted by a nudging and slurping arising from the back of his head.

"Mr. Sheep! I just told your companion to stop that!"