"Normal punishments don't work on my brother. We'd better come up with something else."
Ed frowned slightly; that thought pushed dangerously at the border of sappiness.
Snuggling on the couch was perhaps the only place where their differences worked with each other, albeit briefly.
Heaven is this: a short, crisp October day, the clear sky a great bowl above them, the amber valley a chalice below.
Ed knew he was going to muck everything up between the three of him if he didn't get a hold of his libido.
"Just talking and showing won't help much. He needs to try things before he can get them right."