"A lesson without pain is meaningless."
When Edward Elric thought of this, it was usually in connection to automail, alchemy, and Teacher.
He did not expect it to come in the form of a wooden door that he usually slammed jamming into his flesh toe.
From behind his desk, his superior officer Roy Mustang snickered evilly. "What have I told you about not slamming the door, Fullmetal? That was just short-"
Even though he was hopping on one foot, Ed could still shout.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT ATOMS HAVE TO LOOK THROUGH A MICROSCOPE TO SEE HIM?!"