The Oxygen Alchemist 1
Argon Schofeild paused out side the door. He heard angry voices, and that never meant any good. "I've got Al, I don't an assistant!" Cried one voice and Argon guessed that this was the man who he would work under.
"Edward, this is to help him, and anyway it will do you good to be away from your brother. It's only temporary." A stern, female voice said and another voice, male again said, "Yeah, you Fullmetal Shrimp so deal with it"
Argon decided to intervene and knocked on the door. "Yeah? Come in" The third voice said. Argon opened the door which he would come out of a proper state alchemist.
"So you must be Argon Schofeild, huh. Pretty small, like your new master." The third voice said, belonging to a black haired man Argon knew was Colonel Mustang. "Don't call me ultra small, Mustang" The first voice said, who was the Fullmetal alchemist, and who seemed to be the boy who Argon would work for, for a bit.
"Um…If I may, he didn't call you ultra small, he implied that you were shorter then average, and I like being small, it helps sometimes." Argon pointed out.
"Anyways, back to business. Colonel, tell him the duty and his name and give him the watch" The last person said. She was a stern looking blonde woman, with a small black dog by her feet.
"Okay," Colonel Mustang sounded bored, "This is your silver watch. It proves your national title. Hers a contact with all the small print, I ain't reading it aloud so just have a look through, oh and it was your name on as well." He handed Argon the things.
"Oooh, so what's your name" The Fullmetal alchemist peered over his shoulder with some difficulty and looked at the contract. "Oxygen! The OXYGEN alchemist!" He said in disbelief. "And that will help, HOW?"
"Um… well actually, it's quite useful." Argon said. He put his hands together and stretched them. The Fullmetal Alchemist stopped being able to breathe as he saw the tattoos on Argons hands. Argon shook them and the Fullmetal began to breathe. "Okay, that's handy but what about a straight up attack like this!" And transmuted his arm and attacked. Argon calmly put his hands together again and a huge blast of air knocked the Fullmetal away. Then he did the breathing trick again.
"Stop it. Now, Argon, do you agree with the contract and your name?" The blonde said. Argon nodded. "Byes then. Make sure you don't trip up on any dust mites on your way out shrimp!" Colonel Mustang called.
"So, sir, what are we doing first?" Argon asked, politely. "We look for a place to stay. And don't call me Sir, it's too sho… shor... I don't like it. Call me Edward or something"
"I have a place to stay, Mister Edward. When I heard I would be working with someone I sorted out a room, for if they didn't have a place to stay."
Ed grinned. Working with someone other then Al could have its rewards. They walked through the streets of Central silently. Argon was looking at his watch and occasionally polishing his glasses.
"Sooo…..Um….."Ed struggled to think of things to say. "We're here." Argon announced, saving Ed from the silence. It was a large house, with a small garden. "It's not much but its home." He said proudly. "Not much! It's huge" Ed exclaimed. Argon smiled enigmatically "You'll see when we get in" He said.
When he opened the door, the noise almost blasted Ed away. It was the noise of small children. "I forgot to mention that as I'm only sixteen, I haven't moved out yet. These," Argon waved his hand around, "Are my siblings."
As if on cue, the siblings came. It was like a dam bursting; just a trickle of them at first, but then a whole wave of them surrounded Ed with their loud mouths and sticky fingers. Argon tried to call them of but they ignored him.
A large man with an apron round his waist waded in a screamed "Alright ya bunch of idiots, line up, single file, chronological order, we got GUESTS!" He held an authoritive air and a bright pink spatula, but both seemed deadly with him.
Argon rushed into line at third to last. He stood next to a girl who looked the same as him almost. "You alright, laddie?" The big man asked Ed. He nodded, still looking dazed at the bombardment of children. "Argon, introductions are necessary."
"Okays. Mister Edward, this is James, Anna, Horatio, Gertrude, Barbara, Jojo, Bartholomew, Josephine, Blodwyne, Lucinda, Giuseppe, Budth, Travion, Holden, Quinton, Zanth and my triplets Iridium and Thallium. Guys, this is the Fullmetal alchemist, Edward Elric. Oh and this is Dad." He said
A loud chorus of "Hi" echoed in Eds ears as he weakly raised his hand. Argon saw him looking uncomfortable and showed him his room. "This used to be Polonius' room but he moved out so you can borrow it." Argon said. "My room is at the end of the corridor."
Ed threw his battered suitcase on the floor and lay on the bed. So what if he was surrounded by small kids, at least he was bigger then them. So what Al wasn't here, he could cope without him for a few weeks. At the very least, Argon was capable enough to cover his back. Hopefully, every thing would go just fine.