HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANGARIFIC!!!! This is written for her birthday, specially requested, JUST FOR HER!!! Hope you enjoy it, and go tell her Happy Birthday!! I'll post the next chapter tomorrow, then the next chapter the day after, and so on. 7 chapters! That's seven different presents Mangarific!
"Brother! Brother, you've got a letter!" Al cried, waving the letter above his head. Ed looked up to where Al was and shouted,
"Can it wait? I'm busy!" in truth he and Winry were having a picnic, but he still didn't want to be bothered. It was rare that they could hang out just the two of them, and he wanted to make the most out of it.
"It's says 'IMPORTANT, URGENT, OPEN NOW!!'" Al replied.
"It's fine Ed, just go get it." Winry said. Reluctantly he got up and went over to where Al was.
"Who is it from that makes it so important?" Ed grumbled.
"Uh…it says 'The imaginary TV station', addressed to a Mr. Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric, and Winry Rockbell." Ed took the letter and ripped it open ever so gently and opened it.
"It says…"
Meanwhile, at Central Headquarters, Colonel Roy Mustang and his subordinates received the same letter.
"So, what does the letter say?" Havoc asked, looking at Riza, who had the letter.
"Wait…the imaginary TV stations…You know what? I bet that crazy talk show we went on was one of their shows…maybe we shouldn't open it…" Riza said. Everyone stared at the envelope.
"Oh, who cares? Open it!" Roy said after a moment of silence. She opened it and began to read it out loud.
Meanwhile (yes, I used it again, who cares?), two girls were currently sitting at a table, doing who knows what, when suddenly a letter appeared out of midair.
"AGHH! What was that?" the shorter one exclaimed. Her name was Sandy. Yes, the notorious Archer-killing, Roy Mustang Obsessed, fan fiction writer, and crazy talk show host.
"It's a letter stupid!" the other one said. Her name was Mangarific, and she was a lot kinder, less crazy, and obsessed than Sandy.
"Open it! Open! What does it say?" Mangarific ripped it open and showed it to her. It read-
Dear recipients(s) of the letter,
Congratulations, you have been invited to our brand new game show! Please report to our headquarters, 00000 Imaginary Road, Nowhere, Noplace, on the morning of July 6, at 7:00 am sharp. This letter is completely trustworthy and not suspicious in any way at all. Looking forward to it!
Imaginary Stuff®
"We should totally go! It's not suspicious, and is completely trustworthy, like it says!" Sandy exclaimed.
"I don't know…something seems off." Mangarific replied.
"Oh well, what could possibly go wrong?" Sandy said, not knowing at that moment a certain Colonel and short blond were saying the same thing.
As Mangarific, Sandy, Ed, Al, Winry, Roy, Riza, Havoc, Fuery, Breda, and Armstrong, (Falman didn't want to go), headed out on the morning of July 6, the show crew got ready.
"They'll be here soon! Gary! Are you ready for this?" a random backstage person said.
"Of course! I've been ready for weeks. I almost feel sorry for them; they'll have no idea what hit them." Gary said. He wore a polyester suit the color of baby food…after it's been spit up. His hair was slicked back, as if to say 'I'm greasy! Stay away!'. Basically he just looked like a creepy car salesman. Even the smile was fake, which of course just added to the creepiness.
"Okay! They're here!" And let the chaos begin…
"OMG MANGARIFIC!!! LOOK!!! IT-IT'S ROY MUSTANG!!!! AAGGGHHH!!!" Sandy screamed.
"Oh shit! Riza, hide me!" Roy yelped, running behind Riza.
"Sandy! You can't go around attacking people!" Mangarific scolded, trying to restrain her spastic friend.
"BUT LOOK!!! RIGHT THERE, BEHIND RIZA'S GUN!!! OMG RIZA!!!" Sandy yelled.
"Ha ha, look Mustang. You've got yourself a fan. Why don't you go tell her hi?" Ed taunted.
"No way in hell! She's a creeper!" he replied.
"Help! Hide me too!" Fuery yelled, ducking behind Riza as well.
"Hey you! Take your meds today?" Ed yelled at the still freaking out Sandy.
"FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST!!! Oh…you are really short…" Sandy said, pausing for one second (a miracle!).
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT YOU HAVE TO USE A MICROSCOPE MAGNIFIED A MILLION TIMES TO SEE HIM?" Ed shouted back, obviously angry.
"NOBODY SAID THAT!" they all yelled.
"Hey! Hey, let's all calm down now!" Gary said, he had been watching them from the shadows, because he is just that creepy.
"MARRY ME!!" Sandy squealed, escaping from Mangarific and attacking Roy.
"Security!" Gary shouted, and two big burly bodyguards ran over and saved Roy from being fan-girl attacked.
"Hey you! Stop. Just stop it. Okay? Okay. Now, moving on. Welcome to the set of 'Why am I doing this again?' My name is Gary and I'm the host. You have been selected for some reason that I don't know. Here are some rules that you will have to follow. One, you crazy fan girl? Stay away from Roy got it? Good. Secondly, no funny business. We have cameras everywhere, and if you get caught sabotaging someone or something, we will throw you in our pen of murderous turkeys. Though, one of them was stolen…"
"Uh…I don't have anything to do with that, it did not kill Archer, and it's name is definitely not Gregory." Sandy stuttered.
"I didn't say it did. So, you'll be trying to get past various obstacles, mazes, stuff like that, without getting killed- I mean without losing. Have fun! Oh, and you need to sign here, and here." Gary said, grabbing everyone's hands somehow, and scribbling on a piece of paper.
"What was that?" Mangarific asked.
"Oh…just saying that we aren't responsible for, nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea, death, stranglings, maulings, chicken pox, fan girl attacks, death, or any other harmless thing like that! Well, see you soon. Have to go get ready." Gary said, running off before anyone could process all the 'harmless' things he said.
"Damn, fan girl attacks? Riza, make sure you have your guns with you at all times." Roy instructed and she nodded, looking warily at Sandy.
"Fuery! Omigosh! You're so cute!" Mangarific squealed.
"Look who's going all fan-girl now." Sandy said.
"At least I'm not trying to rape him!"
"WHAT?!" Roy exclaimed.
"Touché." Sandy muttered.
"So now what?" Breda asked, trying to break the awkward silence.
"I don't know…all I am concerned with is that thing." Ed said, looking pointedly at Sandy. She stuck her tongue out at him and then returned ogling at Roy.
"So you're Edward. And you're obviously Al, and hi Winry!" Mangarific said.
"Hello! Where are you and that freaky thing from?" Winry asked.
"I am not some freaky thing!" Sandy said, outraged for some strange reason, even though she was indeed some freaky thing.
"Oh, we're from Kansas. And you're from Amestris!!" Mangarific replied, and the two began talking like two old friends.
"Armstrong…I've always wanted to ask you this. Are you gay? I mean explain those sparkles." Sandy asked.
"Those sparkles have been passed down the Armstrong family for generations! How dare you insult me!" he said, ripping off his shirt and talking with a dramatic voice.
"Hey look! I've got muscles too!" Breda said, flexing too.
"Roy! I-I swear I won't attack you anymore…just…let me have your shirt…please?" Sandy asked.
"Hold, on Winry. Hey Sandy, look what I've got!" Mangarific said, holding up a very shiny sparkly box.
"OOH! Sparkly! GIMME!" Sandy ran over but before she could grab the box Mangarific whipped out, (yes whipped out) a syringe and jabbed Sandy's arm.
"What was that?" Roy asked, as Sandy fell unconscious.
"Oh, just a tranquilizer." Mangarific replied.
"YAY!" everyone exclaimed, cheering Mangarific for knocking out her BEST FRIEND!!! And so they all talked and talked, waiting for when the show would start, unaware of the troubles to come. Yes, what will happen to our poor unsuspecting contestants? Stay tuned…
Thanks a lot Mangarific…you shot your best friend…-sniff- Moving on, like I said at the top, the next chapter will be posted tomorrow, and then the next the next day. If that made sense…and know I am off to go watch two nuns wrestle. Oh, and one more thing REVIEW!!! For Mangarific? Come on, it's her birthday…