THE CURSE OF THE AUTOMAIL
Chapter 1: Ed's arm
"I don't know, Brother. Maybe you should get it checked out. I mean, after all, your arm's never done this before, and it doesn't sound good." Alphonse Elric sat down on the floor, effectively lowering his height but still making him 6 to 7 feet tall. "Relax; it was just a little catch. There's nothing wrong with it." The infamous Full Metal Alchemist, Edward Elric replaced his right arm, which was made of automail. "Are you sure? It seemed really painful." "Look, I told you, relax, okay? I told you, it was just a catch. Remember when you had a body and your ankle would sometimes catch? It's just like that." Edward walked out into the streets of Central.
Al's POV:
Wow, he seemed like he was covering something up. Seemed? What am I thinking?! It's Ed! Of course he's covering something up! Chances are, I'll never find out what it is, though. Shame; if there's something wrong with his automail, then the Colonel should know. I wonder how the Colonel's doing? I'll go check on him and see.
ED'S POV:
Geez, he's not usually that nosy, but I can't let him know about that Automail thing. I wonder if the Colonel knows anything about that. He does know quite a lot about Automail. Yeah…The Colonel! If Al tells him he'll bust me for sure! Oh, f&!
(Runs off to HQ)