"Normal punishments don't work on my brother. We'd better come up with something else."
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.
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.
"Just talking and showing won't help much. He needs to try things before he can get them right."