Hey everybody who happens to be reading this. This happens to be my one of my first fanfictions ever so I hope you enjoy. This is just going to be a collection of humorous one shots centered around the Armstrong family, namely Catherine, Alex and Olivier with some guest appearances from other characters. With that, I hope you enjoy the first chapter. I wish I owned Fullmetal alchemist…
Meeting the Family
Jonathon stared at the massive house in front of him. He had heard that his new girlfriend came from a wealthy family, but he wasn't expecting this. He could fit at least five apartment buildings on the land this house was on, and still have extra space. He approached the unnecessarily extravagant doors and rang the doorbell. He was greeted by a butler complete with a suit, mustache and dreary voice.
"Hello, Jonathon, Miss Catherine is waiting for you in the dining hall."
"Um… where is that exactly?" Jonathon asked while glancing down the hall, any number of the elaborate doors could lead there.
"The third door to your right."
"Uh, thanks."
While walking down the enormous hallway, Jonathon couldn't help but peek into the other rooms, behind one door was an almost empty room with nothing but a grand piano sitting in the center. Catherine had said that she likes the piano. Behind another door was a glass, spiraling staircase leading upward to who-knows-where. The door right across for the dining hall was a bathroom larger than his whole apartment. Finally opening the door to the dining hall Jonathon couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into.
"Johnny!" Catherine squealed as she gave him a hug and briefly kissed him on the lips. "I was starting to wonder where you were."
"Sorry for keeping you waiting, but the florist insisted on taking her sweet time with these," Said Jonathon, handing her a bouquet of red, pink and white carnations.
He barely had time to give her the flowers before getting hugged again, but this time it wasn't Catherine, unless she had somehow gained about one hundred pounds of muscle in the last few seconds.
"Oh Catherine, when I heard your potential suitor was coming for dinner, I hadn't imagined that he would be such a fine looking and sweet young man."
Catherine giggled a bit, "Alex, I think you're suffocating him."
Alex let go of him and Jonathon got to see Catherine's older brother for the first time. Alex looked nothing like Catherine; he was unnaturally muscular and was almost completely bald, save for the small curl of blond hair on his forehead. He also sparked. Quite a bit actually.
After being forced into a handshake that nearly dislocated his shoulder, Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong showed up, except for their odd body sizes they were almost normal.
"You decided to come at just the right time, Jonathon," Mrs. Armstrong said, "Catherine's oldest sister, Olivier, has come for a visit from up north, so now you get to meet even more of the family."
Jonathon leaned over to Catherine and whispered, "How many siblings do you have?"
"Four; three older sisters and Alex."
The family and Jonathon sat down around the table waiting for Olivier to show up. Mrs. Armstrong even went upstairs to check on her daughter; to make sure she wasn't assassinated. Mrs. Armstrong walked down the stairs a few minutes later, her face red with anger.
"I swear, that child's attitude hasn't changed since she was in preschool," She spat. "She is coming though. Even she can't resist her own appetite."
Just as Mrs. Armstrong said, Olivier entered the dining hall. Jonathon was half expecting her to look like Alex, but she was actually quite beautiful, she looked kind of like an older, less innocent version of Catherine. Of course, that was what he thought before he looked into her eyes. Although the same shade as Catherine's, hers were full of venom. She approached Jonathon.
"ON YOUR FEET SOLDIER," She barked.
"Y-yes sir- I mean ma'am." Jonathon stood and almost saluted before he realized that she was in no way in charge of him. She circled around him, inspecting him, occasionally hitting him with her sheathed sword before coming to the conclusion that 'a rabbit could take him on'.
Dinner was huge, more than enough food for six people. Jonathon had a pretty normal metabolism and ate until he was full, but the Armstrongs managed to finish the entire table full of food. Even Catherine ate at least twice as much as he did. After dinner, they retired to the parlor for tea. Jonathon was nearly stabbed ('by accident') twice, got injured by 'the Armstrong statuary technique' on three different occasions, and barely avoided a well-thrown grand piano. During dinner, Jonathon was thinking of excuses for leaving. At eight-thirty, when he was leaving, he was thinking of excuses for dumping Catherine. He really liked her, but her family was a completely different story.
Authors note: I hope it didn't suck too horribly. Normally I'm kind of against OCs (especially Mary-Sues) but I had this idea about if a normal guy started dating Catherine and ended up meeting her family. Reviews are appreciated and if you think you have a good idea for a chapter, either PM me or put it in a review. If I like the idea, I might use it. ~EndlesslyWandering