Ed's Unbelievable

Disclaimer: I will never own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of their characters. I mainly did this just for fun.

This is just a short one shot that my sister and I thought of. We thought it was funny, and clever. I hope you think so too. Please review, and check out my other fanfics. Thank you for reading.

"Edward Elric. The Fullmetal Alchemist. You saved countless lives, and solved many mysteries." A deep voice lectured as he looked at the file he held. "You're the first alchemist of your age to become a state alchemist. Your automail arm and leg were due to you trying to bring back your mother from the dead with human transmutation. Your best friend Winry and her grandmother made it. Her parents were killed in the Ishbalin war." Roy Mustang looked up to the young man sitting before him. "And you don't remember any of it?!"

The blond young man scratched his head. "You certain that's me?"

Edward Elric had a bandage around his head, and several scratches along his jacket and face. Alphonse brought him to the Colonel's office after he found him passed out on the ground. They were chasing some punk after he used alchemy to rob a store. Al lost track of Ed after they went through an area too small for him to get though.

"You can't remember anything?" Riza Hawkeye said. "Even your own brother?" she motioned to the large armor close by.

"Oh, right, you said that." Edward said as he leaned back in the chair.

My own brother doesn't remember me. Al thought with sad eyes.

Some silence passed between them before Hughes entered loudly. "Roy! How's our little amnesia alchemist?"

Mustang visibly stiffened and glared at the overjoyed man in the door way. "What are you doing here Hughes?"

"Well, I'm glad you asked." He entered still as joyful as before. "When I heard that Ed was suffering from memory loss, I went to go get someone that my help him remember."

A blond young woman entered shortly. Ed's eyes widened at the beautiful young woman. She walked past him, and he spoke without thinking.

"Whoa, she's cute"

Winry stopped abruptly. Turning, she glared at him with noticeable blush on her cheeks. "Edward Elric, if this is some kind of joke-"

"I mean it full heartedly." He retorted before she could continue.

Winry turned to his brother, with a questioning face. "He's been acting like that since he woke up." Alphonse said.

"Does he remember anything?" Winry asked.

No one answered, instead they looked to Edward. He looked at each of them before crossing his arms in deep thought. His positions changed after several seconds, as if changing the sitting arrangements would help. He relaxed after all of his thinking and looked up at the group.

"Nope, zilch, nada, not a chance." He said jokingly, but was actually quite serious.

Al blinked. "That sort of sounds like him."

Ed grinned and leaned back once again, satisfied at the fact he sounds the same. He half listened as they continued to talk, trying to figure out what to do. Al gave some input on what may have caused his memory loss, stuff like hitting his head on a wall during the chase, or falling from climbing over a fence. This was all he could get from back tracking where he found Ed, by following the damage and evidence of his brother's fight.

"So, how do we get him to remember?" Hughes asked the group.

Winry produced her crowbar and wasted no time in hitting him across the head. The Fullmetal alchemist jumped and held his now sore head after giving a slight yelp in pain.

"Winry, you and that wrench of yours. Why do you have to be such a gear head?" he complained.

"So is the short man's memory back?" Mustang tested.

Ed jumped and started to steam. "WHO YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE CAN ONLY BE SEEN BY A FLEA?!"

Everyone in the room, except Al and Ed, stated. "He's back." With a slightly relieved sound.

"No one said that." Al whispered as everyone started to joke with Ed.

The End.