Hiya! this is just a funny little drabble my friend and I came up with.. i think she's going to post it on deviantart if you want to see the comic version of it but anyway totally random and just because i have a little time for fanfiction-ing.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. or a swimming pool. or a boss zefron poster (if you can recognize the ref, then you get to assign me a fanfic prompt (so long as it's FMA). any pairing, any genre but i won't do any rating above T.)
You Went Through the Gate?!
An ordinary alchemist. She only wanted to test her abilities. But something went horribly awry.
As soon as the circle began to glow, she smiled and thought of how this could help so many people. No longer would people need to pay outrageous prices for euthanasia, or bear the sadness of having to bury their dogs or face the horror when it rained too much and you hadn't buried your beloved pet deep enough.
Yes, her little Habichee would come back to her.. and scare away all those damn cats.
Honestly, was it too much to ask to be a catnip gardener?! Most people only think of it as the addictive substance that drives their cats mad and frankly is a riot to watch. But no, Becky saw it as something more..
She had a vision: that she could make a sort of cat reservation, like the ones for wild animals. They could run and frolic in great fields of catnip, claw at the trees all they wanted, and leave their "trophy" carcasses of small vertebrates wherever the hell they wanted. She even planned to make small ladders so when they got stuck in the trees, they could get down all by themselves.
For if there were cat reservations, then maybe she could rid the world insane cat enthusiasts like her creepy neighbor. Honestly, the old lady had about 50 cats! There was no way she could possibly care for them all, so it was usually up to Becky to leave them some table scraps since the sweet old thing was living off her social security. The problem was that they'd also taken to having kittens.. in her rosebushes. And she was running out of cardboard boxes, too!
That was when she'd adopted little Habichee at the same time she started her catnip garden. Habi really didn't hate cats. She was only playing. Only the cats didn't know that, and quickly decided to go elsewhere. Thus, without Habichee protecting her catnip, there was no way she could grow enough to make even the small experimental reservation she'd planned.
Well, ending the anecdotes, let's get back to where we started.
The light began to swirl like gas, faster and faster, like a hurricane. The wind blew back her hair as she reached out to pet her precious Habichee-chan-
And then everything was still. Absolutely still.
Looking around there was nothing but white. So much that one couldn't even distinguish where walls met the floor or even if there were any walls. There was nothing else in sight to show any sense of substance in the blank nothingness except..
An elaborately carved stone door, with an eye on the front. The ornate frame was included, and it was designed in such a way that if the doors opened, then the eye would be split cleanly in the two congruent halves.
"Woah.."
"Hello, Alchemist."
Becky jumped and whirled around to face the source of the voice. The speaker was a white figure, barely distinguishable from the rest of the blank nothingness except for its fuzzy (not in the furry texture sense) outline.
"Did you build this gate? It's really nice,"
"No, but-"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Could've used a little more texture on those animals, and what's with the eye? I mean, the rays radiating from it are certainly a nice touch, but overall the attention is all on the doorframe, not the actual doors, it's pity really--"
"IT'S A GATE YOU FOOL!!!" the figure angrily shouted. Nobody else had ever talked so much! Sheesh, all the other alchemists were stunned speechless at its awesome might, but THIS one-- who does she think she is, criticizing THE gate?! It took a damn long time to carve the thing, why doesn't she show how it's done, huh?!
"Oh. Well. Sorry. Looks like a pair of fancy doors to me. There's no need to throw a tantrum now.."
The figure just steamed quietly, swallowing back its retort.
"So, what is this place?"
"This is the Gate of Truth. And I am the one who supervises its use."
"Cooool like one of those ticket operators? I haven't got a ticket, and I really don't care to ride, but I really need my money to buy more manga. Just can't live without it, you know?"
"Oh, tickets are not required. This is not a ride. This is the Gate of Truth."
"Yeah.. you sort of mentioned that already-"
"I KNOW." The figure started to lose its patience.
"So then, why am I here?"
"You are here because you have attempted to transmute life. That is God's job, and the alchemist must never even attempt it lest they recieve the consequences.."
"Consequences? Like what?"
"Go through the gate and find out. But be warned: this information is the likes of which you can't even imagine. The vast knowledge of life, the universe, everything--"
"Oh I already know that. It's forty-two, right? And doesn't it seem like more of a reward than a punishment? In theory, you're gaining valuable and superior knowledge for breaking a taboo--"
"JUST OPEN THE DOOR!!" Now the figure was really annoyed. Didn't this idiot ever SHUT UP?!?!
"But I thought you said it was a--"
"JUST GO THROUGH THE GATE!!"
"Fine, sheesh.."
She opened the door- er, gate- and was pulled in by the many tiny black arms.
"Finally.." While Becky was in the gate, the figure started to plan on what it was going to take as the toll. By the time she came out, it had made it decision, smirking as it always did when the time came for its payment.
Becky stood, eyes wide, hair dishelved, stunned.
"So, what do you think of what you've seen?"
"It's not.. Forty-two?!"
"Wha- NO, NO IT'S NOT!! NOW BEGONE!!"
She disappeared, as they always do. The figure was too angry to even give its usual "toll payment" speech..
"Well, at least I've got my payment." The figure said to itself, grinning.
As the strange white room disappeared, Becky came back to reality. Dazed, she stumbled around until finally she just flopped down on the floor.
"I can't believe it's not forty-two! Damnit, the media lied to me! And those icons did, too!"
She cursed and punched the floor. Then she noticed her transmutation circle and remembered the whole reason she got sent to that stupid place.
Becky stood up and walked over to where she'd laid her dog in the center of the array.
Aside from its hair standing on end, it looked completely unharmed. So she covered the poor thing in a blanket and walked over to her other neighbor to ask him to help her bury her dog.
When he answered the door, he was puzzled, because normally he was aloof from the townsfolk and wasn't aware that he had a particularly strong connection with any of them.
"Uhm, Mr. Elric, I'm sorry to bother you, but could you please help me make a grave for my dog? I just don't have the heart to do it myself."
"Alright then." Ed replied, trying to say it the same way his sensei had when she'd helped the little girl bury her cat all those years ago.
They walked into the shed where the corpse was still laying, covered in the blanket, in the middle of the intricate circle.
"What.. happened here?" Ed asked, shaking a little from the memories it brought back.
"I tried to bring my dog back to life. It didn't work."
"WHAT?! YOU WENT THROUGH THE GATE?! WHAT DID IT TAKE?!?!" Ed began poking her all over, trying to feel for any missing organs, since there were obviously no missing limbs.
Becky stopped and checked to see that she still had use of her limbs, then started patting for missing internal organs. Suddenly, she realized what was missing.
Seeing the murderous look on her face, "WHAT?! WHAT DID IT TAKE?!" he demanded.
"THAT DAMN JERK TOOK MY WALLET!!!"
END!!
Sooo thus ends this drabble. Please leave a review! Or I'll call my buddy the Gate-keeper to take your wallet! XD
Also for the reference, I'm only gonna do the first prompt I get. Honestly, I'll write any pairing or genre. So good luck!
~tinytokirabbit7