These are just a bunch of random drabbles and plot bunnies that have been in my head for a while. Feel free to turn any of these into actual stories, but if you do, please send me a link so that I can read it, ok? With that said, ON WITH THE INSANITY!
This drabble is a crossover of Fullmetal Alchemist and Black Butler. Neither of which I own.
Ed looked around in confusion. Again. One moment he was clapping his hands together, trying to bind Al's soul to a suit of armor; and the next, he was in a strange void (again) with white feathers falling like snow from the 'sky'.
"Do you wish to form a contract?"
Ed whirled around as best he could with one leg, trying to pinpoint the source of the voice. Seeing a raven perched on a branch, he automatically assumed that it was the source of the voice.
"What kind of contract? And how did I get here?" Asked Ed suspiciously.
The raven chuckled.
"Simple. I grant you a wish, and I will consume your soul. Be warned however, that if you go through with this, the pearly gates of heaven will be out of reach forevermore. As for how you got here, that is also simple. You summoned me."
Shock flashed across Ed's face for a brief moment, before settling into determination.
"I would like to make a contract. If you help Al and I fix our mistake, and if you protect Al along the way, you may have my soul. But only when Al is back into the flesh. Deal?"
If a raven could look surprised, this one would look like the very definition of shock. But as it was, it merely prompted:
"And heaven?"
"I'm an atheist, so it doesn't matter anyway." Ed said annoyedly.
If it was possible, the raven was even more surprised.
"Very well. I accept the terms of your contract." After all, he couldn't be any harder to deal with than his last master could he?
Little did he know...
"So what's your name?" Ed asked.
The Raven relaxed. This was a question it was used to.
"You may name me whatever you wish."
"I'm no good at naming things. Do you have a name that you prefer?"
The raven was so surprised that it just stared in mute shock at the small golden eyed boy. No one had ever asked him that. Ever. Recovering after a few moments, the raven stated:
"Sebastian Michaelis. My name is Sebastian Michaelis."
There's the first drabble! It feels like Ed is OOC in this but, well, I have no idea how to fix it. So I'm going to ignore it.