White:Hiya! For those who don't know, this is my second story! Ed?
Ed: WhiteWitchArcherAlchemist does not own Fullmetal Alchemist or anything in relation with it.
White: Yeah, other than Quynn, Leigh, Tanya and anyone else who isn't a part of the Insanity that goes on daily.
Ed: . . .
White: Now on to the story!
Al: Reveiw!
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"Shut up, ya fricking hunka plastic." I snarled at my spastic alarmclock before ripping the cord out of it's socket and chucked it at the wall of my bedroom. I tugged my blankets over my head as I muttered some incoherent curses at the peice of plastic that was given the cruel job of waking me up in the morning.
"Leigh!" My mom called up the stairs. "Get up, or you'll be late for school!" I groaned and rolled over in bed.
"I'd rather be late!" I wined back down to my mom. She chuckled.
"Alright, let's try this then," I snuggled deeper into my Edward Elric pillow. "If you don't come down in ten minutes, then you're grounded." For a second, my slow brain didn't catch up to what Mom was saying. Once it did, however, my upper body snapped up and I scambled out of bed.
"Okay, I'm up. Happy?" Mom laughed.
"Very. Hurry up, now!" I rooted through piles of clothes before I managed to find a shirt with red writeing on the back that said, "I happly prefer my Edwards blonde and short" and a picture of Ed on the front.(A/N: If you haven't realized this yet, Leigh's a total FMA freek.) I pulled a pair of black jeans out of the pile as well. Backing away from the window, I quickly dressed. I tugged my own verion of Ed and Alphonse's coat around my sholders and walked over to my bookshelf. The top shelf, I didn't use for books. No, no. This, I used for my most prized possesions: a complete colection of Fullmetal Alchemist Neko-Chibis. I grinned at them.
"Morning guys." I murmered softly. "I hope you slept well. I've got to go now, but I'll see you after school." I knew it wasn't very mature, but I kissed the Ed chibi on the top of his head. Then, I patted Al, Roy, and Hughes on their heads. I rubbed Envy's hair. "See ya!" Before I completely turned away, one of the chibis caught my eye. It was a present from my Grandfather; a personalized figurine of myself. It was the greatest gift ever, because Grandpa had made It himself. I lifted it delicately, then slipped it into my coat pocket. Then with another kiss to the Ed figure, I spun on my heel and hurried downstairs. I lifted my backpack off a kitchen chair and downed a glass of milk that was set out for me. My older brother, Andrew, stared at me from across the table..
"Do you, uh, need a ride?" He asked hesitantly. I shook my head and gobbled down some bacon.
"Nah, no thanks." I stuck a peice of tost in my mouth "Iv'd rafther rum." I bit off the corner of the tost, then kissed Mom's cheek and the top of my brother's head.
"Bye, sweetie!"
"Later, Leigh. . ."
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"Ughhhh. . . " I groaned. "Have I ever mentioned how much I hate school?" It was later in the day, after school. My best friends, Tanya and Quynn, stood on either side of me, rolling their eyes in unison. Quynn threw her arm around my sholders. Thunder rolled in the distance, but the three of us ignored it.
"Well, you might have mentioned once or twice." She said teasingly. Tanya laughed. I ducked under Quynn's arm.
"Okay, okay, you don't have to- Quynn! Tanya! Move it!" Without warning, a huge chunk of the bridge we were currently walking on crumbled. Wind blew by, causeing my red coat to fly open as I pulled my friends along.
"W-what the h-hell?!" Tanya screamed. I held Quynn to my side and pulled Tanya's sleave with the other.
"Stop yelling and come on!" I snapped. "My house is over there! Let's hurry!"
We clambered inside, letting the outside wind slam the front door behind us. The three of us layed on the floor, panting.
"What. . .the. . .hell. . .was. . .that?!" Quynn gasped.
"I think. . .it was. . .a hurracane!" Tanya sputtered.
"Yeah. . . Hurracane Vita. A four." I replied, sitting up. Quynn and Tanya stared at me in shock.
"A four!?!?" They yelled in unison. I nodded. A large clap of thunder echoed over the house. The lights went out, and I shivered. Crap, this wasn't good.
"Y-yeah. C-c'mon, let's go upstairs." They nodded and followed me as I walked down the hall. I opened the staircase door and ushered the two girls up. I sighed once I was in the fammilor santuary of my bedroom. Quynn stared around in awe. Tanya noticed a tall dollhouse in the corner.
"Wow." She gasped. Tanya walked over to it. "Where did you get this?" She asked. It was an eligant model of an old victorian three-story mansion. With real carpeting and working lights, it was probably worth a fortune. Tanya looked at me expectantly.
"Uh, actually," I sweatdropped. "My grandpa made it himself from scratch. He used to be a carpenter before he opened the resterant. Took him three years to finish." Tanya wistled. She walked around it to inspect the professonally done rooms. Quynn moved away from watching the raging storm outside through the window and glanced at my chibi colection. Instantly she did a double-take and went into fan-girl mode.
"Oh-my-mother-fricking-goddessess!" She squealed. "You've got everyone! And they're all neko versons!" Suddenly her face faltered for a moment.
"What's wrong, Quindie?" I asked, using the nickname I'd given her in kindergarden. She looked at me in confusion.
"The ones of Ed and you are gone." I froze. I reached into my coat pocket, only to find it empty. As well as the other one.
"I had the one of myself earlier, but I can't her now." I said. "Where did they go?" I glanced over at Tanya. Her face was pale, and she was staring blankly into the dollhouse.
"Taynie?" I asked slowly.
"You, didn't move them, did you?" She asked. I shook my head. Where was she going with this?
"And, you kept the little you in your pocket, right?" I nodded again.
"Well, I don't know how, but both are in this doll house." Tanya finished. I gasped and sped right over. Tanya was right. On one of the second-floor bedroom beds, the miniature me layed there. She stared blankly up at the ceiling, and the inner child of mine told me that she was 'sleeping'. The Ed chibi stood to the right of the bed, and the same inner voice said he was worried about the figure that was 'sleeping' on the bed. Suddenly, Quynn stiffened. She hadn't moved from the bookshelf.
"I know," She said. "They want us to play with them." Quynn started to pluck the Chibis from their spots on the shelf, while Tanya and I stared at her like she'd grown a second head. She Walked back over to us, the chibis tucked in her arms. Tanya scooted over to make room as Quynn sat down. She began to place the Chibis around the house.
"Scar and Havoc will be up on the balcony, Roy, Al, Wrath, and Hughs in the living room, Ed can stay with Leigh, Lust, Envy, and the other Homonculi (sp?) will be in the Library, Winry and Armstrong in the garage, and Riza in the kitchen." Tanya and I looked at each other with why not expressions. I shrugged. Tanya was about to say something, but the outsige wind picked up. My house moaned in protest. The walls began to crack and break apart. Quynn grabbed Tanya, who in turn attached herself to me. I knew they were both screaming, but I only sat there numbly. Oh, God, we couldn't servive if the house colapsed. None of us noticed the dollhouse begin to glow a light blue before all three of us passed out.
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My eyebrows furrowed as I desperately tried to cling to the empty darkness that surrounded me. It was slipping away to fast, I didn't want to let go.
"Hey, are you awake?"
Does it look like I'm awake? I mentally replied. Someone started shaking my sholder.
"Alright Leigh, this isn't funny."
Funny? You think this is some joke?! I snapped in my head. Wait, who the hell was this guy?
"Quynn said I might have to resort to the 'Sleeping Beauty' method." Did that voice sound, sly?
"Okay, okay," I said out loud without thinking. "Keep your tight pants on, Shortie." I slowly sat up, and opened my eyes to face a rather ticked off blonde boy.
"WHAT THE HELL?!?!? I SIT HERE FOR HOURS AND THE FIRST THING YOU DO IS CALL ME SHORT?!?!?" I blinked. Oookay. . . .
"Uh, what?" I asked. The blonde guy seemed to calm down. He coughed.
"Uh, sorry. Hey are feeling alright?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"I woke you up and you haven't killed me yet." He responded dryly. I raised an eyebrow.
"Did you want me to?" He shook his head. "Then what's your problem?"
The boy sighed. "I've been sitting here worrying about you all day. Part of me kept saying that you wouldn't wake up at all." It hit me. He was concirned. Worried. About me. Something about that wouldn't connect in my brain. All of the sudden, two and two made four.
"Holy crap I'm in the Dollhouse!" I shreeked. The boy rolled his eyes. His tail flicked back and forth in annoyance.
"Did you just realize that?" He asked. I gulped.
"A-among other things, yes." He raised an eyebrow.
"What other things?" I closed my eyes tight.
"First, I'm in a dollhouse. Second, you have a tail and cat ears. Third, you're Edward Elric." Ed grinned. His ears pointed strait up as if to confirm my assessment.
"Well, yours are cuter." I let that process for a moment. Then as calmly as I could, I asked,
"What?"
Ed chuckled. "Your ears. Their cuter than mine."
Silence for a full five seconds. . .
"WHAT!?!?!"