One boring Friday night, I got bored and decided it was time for my pen, a notepad, and I, to write up some literature!
Warning: There is no plot, and Ed has a potty mouth.
Disclaimer: I own Fullmetal Alchemist. *Nose grows* Fine... I don't. *Nose shrinks*. OH! And I don't own Pinocchio!
"I hate you Al! What kind of brother are you?" Edward Elric kicked his legs, attempting to get free from his brother's iron grip. (No pun intended.) "You're horrible Al! What kind of person turns in his own brother to devils who want to puncture him with a gigantic needle and fill his bloodstream with toxic chemicals!"
Al sighed, sometimes his older brother could be so childish! "Brother, it's a Flu shot, everybody got one." Al nodded towards a group of not-so-patiently waiting people that contained Havoc, Breda, Riza, Falman, Feury, and of course, Roy Mustang.
"That's right, beansprout, see?" Roy jabbed a light blue bandage on his upper arm.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE CAN'T TAKE A WALK BY HIMSELF BECAUSE HE'LL FALL IN ALL THE CRACKS IN THE SIDEWALK BUT IT WON'T MATTER BECAUSE HE IS SO SMALL THAT HE IS LIGHTER THAN AIR AND CAN JUST FLOAT OUT OF THE CRACKS?"
Roy smirked, "Relax, kid. I was only teasing you." Thus causing Ed to become angrier and start kicking Al in his rage.
"Let me go Al!" Ed screamed, violence that only he could possibly muster in his eyes.
Al ignored him, "Sir I think you should stop teasing him or I'll have a giant hole in my armor." Al adjusted his arms so Ed was more securely captured.
"Please Edward, just calm down." Riza's inpatient voice floated over from the corner.
"Calm down! I'll calm down when Hell freezes over, and the gate throws a Christmas party!"
And that's when the nurse strolled in, a huge grin plastered to her face, and in Ed's opinion, and even huger needle was held firmly in her delicate looking hand. The room fell silent... "Are you ready for your shot?" The unknowing nurse asked.
"No way you devil spawn are NOT injecting me with your poison!" The nurse took a step back in surprise. Suddenly, because I said so, an idea, magically floated into Roy Mustang's pyromaniac brain. The Flame grinned and whispered something into Havoc's ear, who cracked his knuckles. They lunged, grabbing Ed's legs, holding them so he was completely suspended in air, Al holding his arms, Mustang and Havoc clinging onto his legs. Ed continued to scream things that shall not be mentioned, because a certain Authoress wants to keep this rated T!
The somewhat frightened nurse took her chance and plunged the needle into Ed's arm after quickly disinfecting a small patch of skin. After three long, silent seconds the nurse pulled the needle from his arm, stuck on a dark red bandage, and abruptly marched out of the room.
Long story short: The gang left the doctor's office without any further difficulties and the Fullmetal Alchemist pouted for the remainder of the day.
The End
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