FMA-Al-Lover

You pounced on the German as he pushed you off him. "Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud, Lud..." Ludwig ignored your constant call. "Ludwig Beilschmidt!" "What do you want?" His tone held a bit of irritation. "I have something to tell you." "What?" "Take off your glasses." He obeyed, putting them on the table. "What now, (Name)?" "I have something to tell you." "You said that already." "I'm pregnant." "Was!?" The strict German stood up, looking at you with his furious blue eyes. "Who's baby!?" "Uh, yours maybe?" "Maybe?" The German continued to question you as he saw you walk into the kitchen, holding a pint of ice cream. "Ice cream!? You're p