Hello, friends! This is actually the first -man story I've posted, and since it's co-written with four of my friends, it's a bit different than usual. This is part 2 of Convergence, but you don't have to read part 1. If you want to, it's posted in the Fullmetal Alchemist portion of the site. Anyway... enjoy!

Part II

Chapter 1: Rory

A few months had passed since what we referred to as "the FMA incident". Chandler had yet to return, but we had informed her father that she had been sucked into an anime world and was most likely dead. His response? "Okay."

Anyways, it was around 3:30 in the morning, and I, who have terrible insomnia, was sitting in the dark binge-watching -man: Hallow when I heard a crash from outside my window. I jumped up and peered out through the curtains, heart pounding.

What on earth?

Lying face-down on my front lawn was… a person. Maybe an old man? Their hair looked white. Maybe they were just platinum-blond. It was hard to tell by moonlight.

Well, I'm not stupid enough to go outside when a random person is kissing my lawn, so I just stared for a while, waiting for them to get up and leave. Then I thought, was my lawn always that red? Oh sweet Jesus, they are bleeding on my lawn. I don't want bloodstains all over that grass, I literally just mowed it!

Indignant, I threw open the window and whisper-shouted "Why are you bleeding on my lawn?!"

The person didn't respond.

Well, that was a tad worrying. I hope some old geezer didn't just up and die in my front yard. That would cause some issues.

I grabbed the baseball bat someone had given me under the misguided assumption that I liked baseball and headed for the front door. Stepping out into the yard, I hefted it in case the person wanted to attack me (unlikely, but not impossible) and loudly whispered, "You okay?"

Silence.

"You do realise you're ruining my lawn."

More silence.

Cautiously, I came closer. "Yello?" I reached out with my bat and gently prodded him (I was pretty sure it was a him). No reaction.

Dropping the bat, I gently rolled him over.

"Oh… that's… oh…" My hand flew to my mouth.

He wasn't an old man at all.

Allen Walker was ruining my front lawn.

...Also, he may have been dying.

"AAAAGH!" I shrieked, running around in circles. "What do I do, what do I do! He's gonna ruin my- I mean he's gonna die!"

I had enough past experience with this sort of thing by now to not mistake him for a cosplayer, unlike what happened with a certain Fullmetal Alchemist. Also, wow. Allen was adorable. Like, you know how straight guys like it when the anime girls dress up like cats? I seriously wanted to see Allen in that cat costume. Adorable.

I had my cell phone out to dial 911 when a bright light caught my attention. Next to Allen, a small vial and an envelope faded into existence. "What the…"

No time to waste, Rory. Get ahold of yourself.

I tore open the envelope and hastily unfolded the letter. It read:

To Rory Stockhelm and whomever else it may concern:

Mr. Stockhelm, it has come to our attention at the S.O.I.B. that the barriers between dimensions are becoming increasingly rigid. In order to remedy this, we have thus far sent the following Dimension AE XXIV inhabitants into your dimension:

Edward Elric

Alphonse Elric

Roy Mustang

We observed that you took them into your care and showed great competence in keeping them safe. Therefore, we have sent you the following Dimension PE XXVIII inhabitants:

Allen Walker

Yu Kanda

We hope you will take good care of them during their stay.

P.S. Our intern spilled peppermint tea on the dashboard of the Multidimensional Space-time Natural Rift Manipulator, so our transportation may not have been entirely accurate or safe. If you're missing anyone, they will likely be located at natural dump points for space-time rifts. The vial is in case anyone got hit with unchecked backlash. Good luck!

Signed,

Simon Troffle

Dimensional Stability Branch

Society Of Interdimensional Balance (S.O.I.B.)

I gaped for a few seconds, just sort of standing there with my jaw brushing the ruined grass. Then I remembered why it was ruined.

"Oh, geez, Allen!"

Grabbing the vial, I quickly checked his pulse. Faint, but to my relief it was still there. I uncapped the vial and, to the best of my ability, sloshed it all over him. I'm quite skilled at that.

To my astonishment, the wounds began to close. Allen coughed weakly, eyelids fluttering.

"Sheesh. Can I join S.O.I.B.? I want this stuff for my papercuts," I muttered. Unceremoniously, I grabbed him by the arms and dragged him inside.

~Reyna~

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Groggily, I sat up and answered the ringing phone. I mentally slapped myself for not looking at the caller ID. "Who's it? What's happ'nin'?" I was surprised to hear the excited voice of my friend on the other side. "Rory-kun? What is it? What happened?"

"You remember when all those people from FMA:B randomly appeared?"

"Yeah…"

"I got a letter." My friend then proceeded to read off said letter. When he'd finished, the phone line crackled in the absence of speech. I broke the silence, voicing my thoughts.

"Oh cheese. So, who have you found?"

"I found AW. He ruined my lawn! Also, he may have been bleeding to death. But more importantly, MY LAWN!"

"WHAT?! IS HE OK?!

"Oh, he's fine now. In fact, he's currently looking at me as though I'm insane."

"Well, he's not far off."

"Oi!"

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