Here's the second one requested by Scaehime! It was originally "Autocorrect," but after a while of trying but failing to have a concrete concept, I realized it was much easier to change it to "Typo." (I will always ask for permission before changing a prompt or anything else, by the way.)
On with the story!
"Hello, Kernel Mustang." The elder Elric announced when he walked into a certain room in Eastern HQ.
"Hello, Foolmetal. Do you have the papers I aksed you to fill out?"
"Yeah, yeah, right her. Don't get you panties in a tiwst." Ed tossed said papers onto the desk.
"Tank you very much."
"Anything else, sire?"
"Aw, come on, Cheif, hang with us a litlte longer! Ya just got her!"
"Yeh, Ed. We haven't had a conversaton togethr for some time now!" Breda called.
"Is it all righht, Lieutenant?" Roy smirked to Riza.
"Only a moment, sir. We all still have work to do." She replied without hesitation.
"Goood, goood. Come over here, Fullmetal."
"Wat four, Colonel?" Ed rolled his eyes.
"I can't see you all tat well when you are lal the way over there."
"HEY! WHO ARE YOO CALLIN TOO SMALL TO SEE FOM A FEU FEAT AWAY?"
"I tought it was obvous enough, since I was sayin it in your directon."
"Brother, I tink we sholud go now, before yo brak somethingg. You need food anyays." Alphonse dragged him out of the office, giving a shy wave to the soldiers inside before disappearing.
"I can't believe your 'Typo Awareness Day' actually caught on, sir." The only female complained, exasperated.
"Hy dont you join in on the fun, Lieutenant? It'ss pretty enjoyalbe to talk this way." Falman explained.
"Yah, if you can't beat em, join em!" Havoc smirked.
"I take pride in not being as childish as the rest of you."
"Pride is a bad ting, Lieutenant Hakeye!"
"Even you are, Fuery?"
"Per pressure!" He countered as an excuse for his strange behavior.
It took a few bullets in the wall before the 'talking in typos' was officially canceled for the rest of the day.
"Typo Awareness Day" should exist. Or maybe "Bad Grammar Day." Or maybe "I Know How to Speak English Day." Some of the authors on this site just desperately need to work on their writing. I have looked at a story, and it hurt my brain. It made my head sad. It broke my heart. It stabbed my SOUL. And as far as I know, it takes extreme skill to accomplish stabbing a soul.
When I originally wrote "Typo Awareness Day," I just couldn't help to think of Nullmetal Alchemist and "Make Fun of Mexicans Day." I took no offense whatsoever by that episode, although I think I rolled my eyes a few times. I honestly think if I wasn't half-Mexican, I would actually join in on a holiday like that. XD
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