A/N: I really don't know…. xD I thought I'd write this before I go to MY ANGST-Y story 'Warm Me Up'. (Is that what it's called? I changed the title five times while I was writing it.) E-GADS! Shocker, I am continuing that story. Anyways… let's get to daaaa wriiitin' (What the fire truck?)

"Brother, I'm concerned." Alphonse sighed, looking down at his older brother.

"Mm?" Ed mumbled," Is that so? May I ask why?"

"It's just… your… ahem… h-height and all…" Al then flinched knowing what was coming at him next.

"Who are you calling so short, that *cells* make fun of their height?"

"It's just that… you know…" Al mumbled, nervously looking down at his hands. He started to rub them together, and sway a little. "You know…"

"I know what? I can't believe my own brother turned on me!"

"Well, I think we should consult a doctor or something…about your… err…. height."

"A doctor you say? …. A DOCTOR!" Ed shouted; flapping his fists in every direction, as he got worked up. "SO HE CAN MAKE FUN OF ME TOO?"

"N-no, it's just…" Al grinned, at his new idea," Maybe he can help you."

Ed thoughtfully scratched at his chin," Help me, eh?" Pulling his lips into a wild grin he replied," I like that idea. Al, you're a fuc-"

"Fire trucking," Al corrected. Recently he had been trying to get his older brother off of the cursing habit that he had picked up a long time ago. Fire truck seemed to be the best replacement word, for it started with an f and ended with an uck.

"Right, right," Ed mumbled," You're a fire trucking genius."

"Yes, yes, yes; I know." Alphonse said with a girlish giggle.

(LOOK MA, IT'S A SCENE CHANGE!)

"Well, according to our records… you should be drinking a tad more milk; little boy." The local doctor said with a smile, as he took off his gloves.

"Who are you calling so small that he needs more milk than *babies*?"

The doctor sighed," Edwart-"

"Edward." Alphonse corrected.

"Yeah Edward, I said nothing of the sorts."

"…But you were thinking it; I KNOW YOU WERE!" Edward yelled, as Alphonse held him back from thrashing about.

They had arrived at the doctor's a while back; and after a long series of complex seeming tests… that was the conclusion the doctor had come to. Later that evening Ed ranted on his height and the bill for the visit.

(LOOK MA, IT'S ANOTHER SCENE CHANGE!)

"That demonic turkey baster! Wasting our time and money; and thinking malicious thoughts on my height! HE'S A RIP OFF, THIRD RATE, DEEEMON!" Ed yelled, throwing his fists," Why I outta'." He grumbled, adjusting his sleeves to look a bit more menacing. Al chuckled," Now Brother…"

"RAAAAAGE!" Edward roared, randomly running around to break branches off of trees. "Umm, Brother?" Al asked meekly, as Ed turned towards him and let out a roar of a 'what'.

"You done now, because I don't want people to stare. Last time I forgot to stop you and the next thing we know, you're ramming a remote into your rear…"

"ROOOAR! …. Yeah, I'm done now." Ed then shoved his hands into his pockets and followed his younger brother. "Hey Al, I don't remember doing that remote thing."

"…. And I'm sure you don't want to." Then he patted his older brother's back, and they raced home.

A/N: That was…. THE FUN-EST (phail…) 15 MINUTES OF MY LIFE! Should I start doing this as a series? xD Then I could have something to do. I mean, if you've read my stories this is pretty *extreme* when it comes to it. By the waaaay, two questions…. What does AU mean, and… Am I the only one who has the incapability to curse, or even type it? Cookies to people who get my weird-o references. And to the people I referenced to… thank you, and I love you. I'd 'nom nom nom' your face.