MishyFishy: Hey all, and welcome to Chelsea and My very first posted fanfic! Beware: Typos, randomness, and some illiteracy on Chelsea's part. xD
Chelsea: HEY! Anyways, Disclaimer Time!
MishyFishy: Before Chelsea, here, goes on rambling about how she loves the number six, We do not own Fullmetal Alchemist. Chelsea owns Melody, and our friend owns Vincent.
Chelsea: Sob I wanted to do the disclaimer!
MishyFishy: Sure you did…--;;
Chelsea: Whatever, On to the story!
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Fesma: Hey everybody!
MishyFishy: Hey, wait.. Who's everybody?
Fesma: Our audience, Mish..
MishyFishy: …Audience… O.O
Fesma: Yes, AUDIENCE! Now do you remember why we're here on Er..Erm.. Yes, but you can tell them for me..
Fesma: -.- You don't remember do you?
MishyFishy: No, not really… Now, just tell us!
Fesma: Were here on.. (Cheesy light show) EXPOSE YOUR SECRETS! The hottest, yet odd, new Television show! We have here a large amount of data. And might I add, totally embarrassing data. This Data is all coming from these lovely diaries we swiped from our loveable Fullmetal Alchemist cast! .
MishyFishy: Ohh..Ahh…
Fesma: (Points to large sparkling pile of books)
MishyFishy: And we get to read all of these? On live television?
Fesma: Yes, my gullible, non-observant friend.
MishyFishy: That's so totally awsome! Wait… HEY!...Wait did you say It's smart one!
Fesma: Oh! So that's why I can never get here…
MishyFishy: Gosh, and you call ME non-observant..
Fesma: Now, who should we start off with first? (Picks up pink fluffy book) How about this one? (opens it, and falls over laughing) Oh my god, you'll never guess who's this is!
MishyFishy: TELLL! (Spazzes)
Fesma: Well, this little beauty belongs to none other than, (points to big screen behind the two hosts. I giant headshot pops up.) Our beloved Furher!
MishyFishy: O.O..XDDD ARE YOU SERIOUS?
Fesma: I wouldn't lie about something this funny. NOW! Lets see what the Furher has on his mind…
(Dear Diary,
Today was a wonderful experience for me. I was sitting in my office like always roaming Central Headquarters like I always do and totally ignoring my work (then going over and dumping the work load on Mustang's desk) when I heard the most beautiful voice. I looked around to see that it was melody……..the colonel's neice…..such a beautiful woman she is, I just have to make her mine.)
Fesma: Oh….Oh my…. O.o;; I…can't believe it, look.. (hands diary to Mish.)
MishyFishy: Takes a moment to read. THE FURHER HAS A CRUSH ON ROY'S NEICE!
Hawkeye, Fuery & Roy: O.O….. :O
MishyFishy: (Throws diary up in disgust, it falls back and hits mish in the head.) ..Ow..
Fesma: Yes! (Turns to news cast cameras,) You heard it first, here on 'EXPOSE YOUR SECRETS!'
Furher:o
Fesma: Now, lets welcome our first guest to the show, (motions to big screen showing King Bradley walking through the studio doors) OUR BELOVED FURHER, AND NEW FOUND MELODY FAN BOY, KING BRADLEY!
Audience: (Cricket.)
MishFishy: Oooohhh…..fanboy? wouldn't it be fanGIRL? O.o…(Audience crickets again)..Heh Erm.. OH! Look, ice cream! (runs off stage)
Furher: Well….Er……Hello.. (creepy smile)
Fesma: (Shudder.) Well, do you have any comments on your newly humiliating exposed secret! (Cheesy grin.) Oh….and be careful….(Points to fan boy section.)
Furher: I…Er….Um….GIVE ME BACK MY DIARY! (Jumps up and down like a little kid trying to get the diary back.)
(Camera moves to the theater doors as they open)
Narrator: PLEASE WELCOME THE GIRL WITH THE FLARE IN HER STEP AND HER SNAP, OUR LOVELY MELODY MUSTANG! (Melody walks through the door with her hair up and dressed in proper Amestris uniform.)
Fanboys: (Scream like little girls.) WE LOVE YOU!
Vincent and Scar: (Screaming like little girls, too.) I LOVE YOU MORE THOUGH!
MishyFishy: (walks back on stage, face covered in dried ice cream) I still can't believe BRADLEY the Furher likes MELODY! (Whipes face.)
Havoc and Hughes: Hmm… WE MUST FOLLOW THE FURHER'S EXAMPLE! (Stares at mel and grins.) WE LOVE YOU MEL!
Mel:o Interesting….(Strokes chin and runs onto stage waving to the crowd.) (Flying water bottle comes and hits Melody in the head.) (Falls to ground then jumps up.) I'M OKAY! (Another water bottle comes flying and hits Mel again causing her to not get back up)
Heather: Sorry! (AN: Heather: friend from school)
Fesma: Okay…So, we can get on with our lives! Come back after--
Mishyfishy: These words of people none of us care about!
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