hey everyone! i've been having an urge to make a fma fic for sometime now and im starting this one off the ground so make sure to R&R. i should warn you that this is a bit of a mix of FMA, Brotherhood, and the manga. anyways, enjoy!

Summary: Allison Clark always dreamed of meeting Edward Elric. But she knew, meeting a fictional character from FMA was wishful thinking. So why did she wish for him for her birthday and how did he end up in her bedroom? ! Find out the crazy antics of a fellow FMA otaku and a state alchemist in Wishful Thinking. EdxOC

(DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN FMA, BROTHERHOOD, NOR DO I CLAIM TO! IF I DID, MAES HUGHES WOULD'VE LIVED! NO COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT!)

Wishful Thinking

Chapter 1: Belated Birthday Presents

"Happy belated birthday, baby doll!" my dad cried out as I came downstairs. A small smile played acrossed my lips as I walked into the kitchen. A collection of birthday balloons were tied to a single chair at the center of the table, so I figured that was my seat. I had just turned 17 about two weeks ago but whatever my dad had ordered hadn't come in yet and thus delaying the actual celebration. A bunch of my step family, half the people I barely knew, swarmed around the birthday table as I sat down to a lit pumpkin birthday cake with white creme frosting and 17 candles on it. Like most families, they began to sing the Happy Birthday song completely and utterly tone deaf while I tried not to smile, failing miserably in the end. By the time they were done singing, I contemplated on what my wish was going to be.

Now normally, I didn't actually think much about wishes. Mostly I would just blow out the candles instead of really thinking what my wish could've been, keeping everyone sadistically away from the delicious cake beneath the candles' melting wax. But at my mom's house, there was actually one wish I was desperate to make happen: to go to an anime convention this winter. One starred two of my favorite voice actors EVER: Vic Mignogna and Todd Haberkorn. I was so thrilled that they were both going to be there, let alone that this convention was closer than the last one from last summer that took HOURS of driving time, that I started squeeing and happy dancing so much, my little sister Abby had questioned my sanity and dorkosity. And of course, I begged the crap out of my mom if I could go. It's not like she had us that weekend. I just needed her aproval. And, gratefully, that wish came true as of 7th of this month when I received my anime con ticket from my dad. It was paid, printed, and everything. I even had downloaded a back up on my computer in case anything bad happened to my ticket.

"Alright! Make a wish!" hyperly chirped my little stepsister, Brooklyn, in a way that only made me want to punch her.

I couldn't wish for the same thing twice, so that was out. My first thought was to wish to actually meet and attend the panels Vic and Todd were going to be at this year. During my last con, I never got to meet Sonny Strait, the voice actor for Maes Hughes on FMA, and only got to meet Eric Stuart, voice actor for Brock, James, and Seto Kaiba from Pokemon and Yu-Gi-Oh!, for a brief 5 minutes before he had to be whisked away to a panel...that I did not attend. They never tell a person about a schedule for things until it's too late. That was my first mistake at an anime convention: ALWAYS check or ask for a schedule. But then I stopped myself. I could wish for anything, right? After giving it some thought, I quickly blew out the candles, only having to take in another breathe because of the large quanity of candles.

'If I don't choke to death from the fumes...' I thought as I coughed at the fall air that blew the candle smoke through the screen door back into my face.

"So what did you wish for?" asked Brooklyn's grandma (I guess that makes her my step-grandmother).

"She can't tell you that or it will never come true." my step-grandfather scolded teasingly. In a way, I was grateful for him getting her to back off. Honestly, I didn't want to tell them my wish. But I guess it wouldn't have mattered if I had told them or not. It wouldn't have come true, anyways. It was an impossible wish, a wish most girls like me could only dream of: getting to meet Edward Elric. I had been a FullMetal Alchemist fan since day one and have been ever since. It was half the reason I loved anime and manga as much as I did. I just love that little fun-sized midget! But I guess all of that was just wishful thinking. Oh well. It was my birthday wish, and if I wanted to wish for Edward Elric, then gosh darn it, then I could wish Edward Elric. It was better than chalking up another nameless wish on the large list of unwished birthdays. It was like one wise person once said: Dream of impossible things; they just might be made real. There was no harm in doing that much, right?

As my younger stepsis buzzed annoyingly around the table, my 15 year old biological sister, Abby, stared sympathetically at me. We both knew the horror that is Brooklyn. She was the downside to my dad and my stepmom, Melissa, getting married. That girl was a tickin' time bomb! She would annoy you to death if she was bored and act like she knew everything she was talking about (POSER!), and be bawling about my dad "being mean" to her the next, screaming bloody freakin' murder through the walls separating our rooms. Either the walls were very thin or Brooklyn could scream like a banshee. But hey, Abby was the one who didn't kick her to the curb on day one! Now, she follows her around like a puppy.

I put on a fake grin as I went through a bag and fished out 3 different cards. One was from my family, the second from my stepgrandparents, and the third from my stepaunt and uncle, Mike and Michelle. I said thank you as two twenties fell out of 2/3rds of the cards, while secretly my brain was going like 'YES! ANIME CONVENTION MONEY!' Last con, I had spent all of my savings ($200) for food, hotel fees, and otaku junk at Ikasucon so I was going to need all I could get between now and christmas. I dragged the last bag towards me from the center of the kitchen table. My moment of dread had come. For weeks now, I had been interested in a recording microphone from Best Buy. I located it in the nearby store in the music department, checked the prices and quality, and had even sent Dad two phone pictures of it so he would know what it looked like. Surely he would've gotten it but 99% of me was saying 'don't get your hopes up', but that small measley 1% of me was secretly hoping as I pulled out the tissue paper out of the bag to reveal... a nintendo 3DS and two nameless games to go with it. My smile faltered. 'I knew it...I just knew he would cheap out...' I thought as I said thanks and eventually took my leave upstairs, dragging my crap with me.

As I closed the white door of my safe haven, my facade dissapeared as I sat my small birthday stash down on my purple beanbag chair and curled up on my bottom pink wired bunkbed next to my laptop. It's not that I didn't want a 3Ds. it was second on my birthday list. It's just that I really wanted that microphone. I had only upgraded to a 3DS because a bunch of new games were coming out on it and I wanted to be prepared. I didn't have a 'must-get-this-item-or-I'll-die' present this year, other than the anime convention and microphone, but that was already paid for and he still refused to get off of his lazy ass to go get it, despite all of my efforts. 'Oh well. I already had a bunch of other fun crap to do.' I sighed as rolled onto my back and stared up at the top bunk with my dark brown eyes. I had two new DS games my mom got me last week in currency of her spending too much on a pair of jeans for Abby (equivalent exchange, no?), my new World of Warcraft account my friend Michelle helped me install, numerous amounts of fanfiction, both to read and write, and I had a bajillion manga books to read, thanks to the curtisy of my friend Megan, and my birthday gifts from my mom after we went to a little small town bookstore that was about to go out of business. I opened up my laptop, typed in my password, and began to drown myself fanfiction.

Edward Elric and Ling Yao were currently gathering the missing pieces of the Xerxes ruins with the homunculus, Envy, inside Gluttony's "stomach".

"I've gathered all the ones from here." Envy replied after setting down the last pieces of Xerxes.

"This is all from the Xerxes ruins?" Ling asked.

"Yeah. It's from a mural that was from the temple ruins." Ed said before he grew silent, mulling over the info streaming into his head.

"Hey hey, what are you becoming silent for?" Ling asked.

"Well, the entire image on this wall...it's an array for human transmutation." Ed stated, his chin resting on his folded hands as he appeared in deep thought.

"Huh?"

"Futhermore, the purpose in making this array is to give birth to an 'ordinary human'." Ed continued, staring up at the ruins with painted suns on them.

"Ordinary?" Ling asked curiously.

"...And then it came to me. What if you remake a living human with human transmutation?" Ed said as Envy thought in silence. "It's impossible to perform human transmutation on a dead person. If you transmute something that doesn't exist, even if you pay a price, in the end it isn't allowed to take the correct shape of a person. But if it's a human that's alive, what if I were to transmute myself?"

"You remake something that's already there? Right. It's like if you transmute water into water, or iron into iron." Ling said, his brain beginning to click together.

"And this is a 'human transmutation'. There's a high possiblility that the doors will open. If you say Gluttony is the fake doors, then maybe if we pass through the real doors, we can come out?" Ed said before lifting his torch and looking back at Ling and Envy. "I'll open the doors. Then you two will jump in."

"What happens if you mess up?" Envy asked.

"A rebound." Ed said gravely. "A failed human transmutation will rebound everything on the user, which in this case is...me." Ling's brow furrowed before he turned towards the state alchemist.

"I'm an ameteur when it comes to alchemy, so I'll leave everything to you." Ling said before stepping back.

"Here. Use this." Envy said before sticking out his tongue that looked like a bunch of mangled bodies before revealing a small red stone at the back of his "tongue". "It's what you wanted, right? They say that to pass through the doors, you need a passage fee. Let's hurry up and return to the former world." Ed stared solomnly at the crying souls attached to Envy's body as they eerily cried out 'Mama...' and 'It hurts...'

"These are the people of Xerxes, aren't they?" Ed said looking at Envy with pity.

"Yes. Why are you hesistating now? These souls have nothing to return to that is even remotely human. They are only good for energy. They can't become anything else." sneered Envy. Ed seemed reluctant but began drawing the transmutation circle that they now stood on.

"Ling, if something were to happen to me, could you tell everyone outside what these guys are planning on doing something horrible to this country?" Ed asked.

"Eh?~~~But Ametris isn't my country. Like I care what happens in the future~~." Ling said comically.

"Why you-!" Ed began before Ling cut him off.

"Besides, this country is where people who are waiting and are important to you are, right? No matter what it takes, you have to get them out of here and tell 'em yourself." Ling finished as Ed looked at him in awe, giving him a short nod before glancing back at the wailing people of Xerxes.

"I'm sorry. I'm going to have to use you." Ed apologized sadly, looking at the tormented souls. "Here we go!" And with that, he clapped his hands together and activated the blue flashing circle.

Dad pulled into my mom's wet and rainy driveway as Abby and I gather our crap from the back. I covered 'my baby' (laptop) with my navy blue Adidas jacket to protect it from the rain and shoved my iPod into my purse.

"See you next Friday, pumpkins." Dad said leaning back from the driver's seat, placing a kiss on both our heads as we hugged him the best way you could from the back seat. "Make sure to call me if you need anything, okay?"

"We will Dad." we both replied in unison.

"And you're sure you two will be okay staying home alone until Tuesday? 'Cause you two could always just stay at my house." he asked in concern.

"We'll be fine. Don't worry! We have done this before. Besides, we've been doing it for the past couple of days since Wednsday." I replied, mentally rolling my eyes. He seemed to have no problems leaving us with Brooklyn when he and Melissa left doing god-knows-what going god-knows-where but was worried about how two well-behaved teens could survive in house for two days. What was the exception now?

"And your neighbor, Jenny, will be there to help you guys, right?" he asked uncertainly.

"We can handle it, Dad. Besides, I'm almost 18; that practically makes me an adult." I replied with an older sense of confidence. Being older did have its advantages.

"Well alright... See you two on Friday!" he reluctantly agreed.

"Bye Dad!" we both waved as we slammed his maroon Grand Expedition's doors shut and walked over to our front door, feeling for the spare key to let us in as the sounds of Dad driving off echoed down our street. Abby opened up the door to a dark house and disabled the alarm as I dropped off my crap on the green lounge chairs in the library. Usually Mom was the one to come pick us up and make me drive back home, but she had to unexpectedly run off to Illinois to be there for my grandpa. He was recently sent to the hospital for an inflamed gall bladder and had to get surgery to get it removed, so my mom ended up staying even longer because of delayed surgeries; something about not using the right combination of antisthetic and pain medication for the surgery or something. But gratefully, he had pulled through the operations and was now eating solid foods. She had to stay longer because no one else in her family could be there for him, so we were stuck in an empty house for a couple more days.

"Grace! Where are you, sweetie?" Abby called out into the house. Well, almost empty. We did have a cat. A large old grey tabby cat ran down the stairs as we flicked on the light switches, meowing and caterwalling for attention. She is very social for an independant, solitary creature. I scratched her on the head and made my way toward the TV remote as Abby scooped her up and held her. I scanned our DVR selection, deleting any unnecessary recordings as I scrolled down the list of shows that recorded during the weekend we were with our dad. 'YES! All of my animes recorded yesterday!' I thought happily as I played the newest episode of Naruto Shippuden and FullMetal Alchemist: Brotherhood in the backround as we began to pack our lunches for school. I oggled how hot Ed looked as he punched Father with his new non-automailed arm. Even Abby, who I had by some miracle, hooked onto the show, thought he looked hot.

"And I get to meet his voice actor!" I squeed as my sister laughed at how 'adorkable' I was being.

"You're absolutely giddy, aren't you?" she laughed, one of her eyebrows rising.

"Yes. Yes I am!" I grinned, also pointing out Greed/Ling. "I get to meet him, too!" Greed was my favorite homunculus in both series, next to Envy, and Ling was one of my favorite new characters. He had such an unusual appetite. He could've given Gluttony a run for his money, minus the whole 'eating people' thing. I cried when Greed's death scene scrolled on screen. We both had already saw the last episodes online last week because we couldn't wait for Adult Swim to catch up every Sunday, but watching it on TV seemed to make it more final.

As we both crammed our lunches into the refridgerator, I gathered up my crap and hauled it upstairs. I felt in a FMA mood so maybe I would read some of the FMA manga I checked out from the library or pull up some FullMetal Alchemist fics on my computer. I've read some of the series like 3 times even though we only had volumes 1-14 and 18-23, but I basically got the gist of it from watching all of Brotherhood. I flicked on my light switch, setting my blue suitcase next to my keyboard and dropping my purse next to the side of my bed under my creme white desk. I flopped onto my queen-sized bed and pulled a FMA manga out of my purse and began reading, occasionally tucking a strand of brown hair behind my ear. Before long, I started to noticed a faint blue light emitting from cracks of my closet door out of the corner of my eye. 'Strange...' I thought, putting my book down on my bed as I walked over on the other side of my bed, my hand hovering over the doorknob. This is the part in most horror flicks where an audience member screams "DON'T GO IN THERE!" at the stupid heroine, but she goes in there anyways and gets eaten by a monster. Gratefully, this isn't a horror fanfic. I quickly opened up the door, only to find a boy lying unconscious on the carpet floor, donning a familiar long blonde braid and red coat. I screamed.