Alright everyone, you might be confused. As sure as hell I was when I decided to rewrite my old chimera story. Now I do hope I can continue this, I just have to put what I think more into it and you get what you receive really.

So what do you do when you're cat on a rainy day, in an alley that happened to be filled with dogs?

Option one, run the hell away.

Option two, run very sacredly away.

Option three, run away with your tail so high it doesn't matter.

Oh wait those three options are basically the same aren't they? Well, here's how that went.

The alley consisted of three very high places that dogs preferably could not reach; one was a trashcan, number two a little higher in a farther place, and three was just nowhere in my reach without the help of number two. Well here it goes, hopefully not my death.

The barking started as soon as I took my small run-jump towards the first high place. Which dogs apparently could try to get me from, just before the can fell over I jumped over to the second high place. I had almost slipped from the rain that continued to pour down onto me. As I let out the cattiest sigh, I looked down at the dogs who kept barking at the spot that I was at. My cat smirk was the best around; stupid dogs don't know what hit em.

So I picked option four that wasn't on the list, who cares I'm a cat-rebel. No one can underestimate a cat-rebel, actually yes I can but that's not the point here.

Do you even know why cats hate rain? Rain is like the devil for our fur, and it makes it ache too. Whenever it rains, I never am able to have a nice cat nap. Do you even know how bad it is when cats don't have their cat naps? They like turn so evil, not even the nicest person in the world can stop them from scratching and hissing. I've only had to deal with that once, I didn't even realize it was happening until some lady grabbed me by the neck and put me in a box in the rain; rambling here.

Worst thing about this rain was I could feel that it was going to last for at least three more days; just perfect.

I cattily sighed once more, before licking my fur to try and get rid of some of the water that had rained onto me. Not really going to work with the water still pouring onto my head though; my bad. Eh whatever happens to all outdoors men, by outdoors men I meant outdoor cats; preferably.

I then got up to stretch before I lay back down on the cold and wet ledge that I had perched myself onto, as I tried to fall asleep to the barking of the hounds of dogs below me.

I had been awaken by a sound of the dogs barking once more, by the way I felt must have been at least ten minutes of horrible rain and sleeping mixed together.

"Ah wait brother!" I heard a young boy's voice claim.

I got up to stretch to meet a gray suit of armor standing at the end of the alley, I turned my head. Why would anyone want to be wearing a suit of armor is rain?

The dogs were barking at the armor which made him turn to us. I just blinked, don't get me wrong; I wouldn't be in a suit of armor when it's raining and for the love of god I wouldn't be out in the rain anyway if I had a home to be at. But what the hell are these dogs barking at.

I sniffed the air; I picked up tons of different scents. Damn rain ruining everything.

I do not know what happened next but for some reason the suit of armor walked to the noisy dogs and started petting them all.

Oh pets, how I would like some at this very moment. Have I ever told you that cats love getting petted? It's like the best thing ever, decides catching mice and giving it to your human person thing. Pets are like ninety-five percent of the thing most animals love and receive, as long as you're an indoor pet. Outdoor pets can only randomly get petted if a person would allow themselves to be around one of us. I've only gotten pets like two out of three times I've walked up to a person with a cute meow and tilting the head. These dogs are so lucky, if they weren't in my way I would race over to that armor and demand in the cutest way to be petted boldly.

Rambling again, and gosh darn it. I am not going to be left out of this petting zoo! With all the dogs on the ground I wouldn't be able to get towards the armor in one piece; this is going to be tricky.

I cattily sigh for the fifth time this day, before tilting my head to try and figure a plan as I was sitting on the ledge.

"Meow," I called out by accidently.

This is what I get for not being able to talk, unless I'm talking to other cats or other animals a meow is all you're going to get.

The armor looked up towards me, apparently that is all I needed.

"You poor thing, did they chase you up there?" The armor asked gently making his way around the dogs and over to me.

I gingerly let out a small meow in response, which caused the armor to gently lift his hand up towards my face.

Okay this was strange, I swear to god I am trying to sniff his scent; but there is nothing. Absolutely nothing! Must be the rain, I don't care.

I then pushed my head to the armor hand which caused the hand to go over my head and swiftly and softly go down my back causing my back to stand up in joy.

"You poor kitty, those dogs are really mean aren't they?" They asked.

I meowed out in delight as he continued to gently stroke down my back, and between my back bones.

"Al! Where did you go?" Another male voice called.

"Oh brother," The armor said looking between the end of the alley and back towards me.

I tilted my head to the side like any cat would to any question; mine was more over to why the hell the petting stopped.

The armor quickly looked back towards the opening of the alley and back at me before going to unlatch the piece of armor.

So here were my options,

Option one; allow this EMPTY suit of armor to take me.

Option two, question why the hell the suit of armor is empty.

Or option three, WHY THE HELL WAS THE SUIT OF ARMOR EMPTY?!

Okay again maybe those three were the same, who cares. Who in their right mind would have an empty suit of armor that could move nonetheless?

A hand gently picked me up from my front and placed into the empty suit.

"I'm sorry kitty, but this should keep you dry for now. Be careful in there." The armor said.

Oh god the echo, so loud.

I heard a latch snap back on as the armor started its move, I'm guessing towards the end of the alley and a swift turn left.

"Coming," It called.

Jesus I am really going to hate the sound of the armor against my ears.

But seriously. I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, not even Edward Elric or Alphonse Elric. If I did, I would have totally would not share any of it with you all. I would just have them for myself.

(If you noticed the pun in here, I want you to know that I am a horrible writer and I should be shot for any more puns I will make in the near future.)