Have you ever eaten so much, your belly stuck out like you were pregnant? In our family, that's called having a "food baby". I imagine Ed having a 9-month old food baby by the end of this. XD

On with the story!


"I don't get it!" Edward blurted loudly, making his younger sibling jump from the unexpected disturbance of the silence.

"What?!" Al yelled back as he recovered from what would have been a mini heart attack if he was still in his human body.

"How can Ling eat that much?!"

"...What?"

"I mean, people complain about the amount that I tend to consume. But he eats more than a guy your size would eat!" He explained with deep frustration.

"That is what's bugging you?" He said with a hint of agitation and disbelief.

"Yes! It's unnatural! Inhuman! EXPENSIVE!" Ed started pacing back and forth. "He still owes me all that money from room service!"

"...I don't know, Brother." Alphonse sighed deeply. "You're right, he does have a very large appetite," He continued, "but I don't think it's as big of a deal as you make it to be."

"It IS a big deal! If that idiot prince can do it, so can I!" He declared with determination as he smacked his automail fist into his flesh palm.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?!"


The Fullmetal Alchemist and the 12th prince of Xing sat at a table with a white tablecloth draped over it. Some locals came to watch the event the two celebrities were participating in. The Amestrian looked proud and confident as always, while the black-haired teen next to him seemed to not think much of what he was about to do. In front of both was two separate piles of various foods stacked over a foot tall.

"These are the rules, folks!" The owner of the restaurant they were inside of announced. "Both of these boys will eat as much as they can within half an hour. They are not allowed to touch the food of the opponent, and they can use any condiments they please. The loser will have to pay this!" He waved around the dreaded receipt from the hotel; those who weren't very close could tell that the paper was very long, and any allowed to inspect it gasped in horror at the insane number at the bottom.

"Brother! Please stop when you need to!" Al pleaded from the audience.

"I'll be fine, Al!"

"Are you ready?" The owner asked the two contestants. They both nodded in sync. "Get set... go!"

Ed and Ling lunged for their food, stuffing meat and veggies into their mouths like there was no tomorrow.


When time was nearly up, Ed painfully started waving around a chicken leg like it was a little white flag. "I can't go on! I surrender!"

"Seriously?" The Xingese's muffled reply was only understood by those close to them.

"This is impossible! I'd rather pay money than barf all of this back up." Edward was obviously disappointed that he cracked, but it seemed the best choice, considering the expression he was making.

"The winner is Ling Yao!" The owner announced enthusiastically.

"Feel bad for ya, Fullmetal." A civilian sympathized with the alchemist. He only received a pained groan as a reply.

"That was easy." The Xingese commented after swallowing. "I could have eaten more."

"Do you have 3 stomachs or something?" Edward growled in annoyance.

"...Maybe." The boy smirked mysteriously.


There was worry as to Ed surrendering being weird (hope it's a little better now, CressidaRene :3), but I think it just proves that there's a point where even the Fullmetal Alchemist knows he should stop being stubborn and not let himself get blown up literally. There was that first victim in Se7en (Seven) that was forced to eat till he burst. *wince* I watched that movie just a little bit before I read Fullmetal Alchemist, so I thought it was cool that both involved the 7 sins. My sister's fave part of that movie is Brad Pitt. XD

K bai!