Edward sighed. There really was no end to this rambling? He picked himself up off the couches and strolled out the door, leaving the Colonel behind, shouting: "Edward get your ass back in here!". He was back from another false mission leading to the Philosophers stone.
The mission was in a tiny town set a little East of South headquarters in a little town that no one passed through anymore. Not only had the Colonel been wrong, he was mocking him for it! Oh the things he could do to him if it weren't for him needing to be in the military. "I don't see why I just don't kick his ass, then blame it on somebody else." Edward was really rambling now.
Everyone was staring. Just everyone as Edward was screaming at a window. A window. Seriously? Riza, Breda, Falman, Fuery, and Mustang were staring at the Fullmetal Alchemist like he was a nut job.
"WHY DO YOU THINK YOU CAN SHOW ME RAIN?!" They heard him shout. Mustang rushed over to the phone and dialed such a familiar number he could recite it in his sleep. The phone rang three dials.
"Hello?" Said Hughes groggily.
"Do you mind listening to this?"
"Roy?! Sure what is it?"
Mustang held it up to the now screaming Edward.
"Um.. Is that Ed?"
"Yes... it is, Hughes what do you think is wrong with him?"
"I think the pipsqueak went insane with all the false leads you gave him."
At the word pipsqueak, Edward turned around, with small pupils and a chesire cat smile. "Who are you calling pipsqueak again?"