What in the world a I doing? I have no idea, but thats what makes it fun. Let's see where this goes.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. I'm pretty sure you knew that already but apparently I'm legally obligated to tell you.


"Light, dark, light, dark, light, dark!" Edward exclaimed as he flipped the light switch up and down. Alphonse looked up from the book he had been reading and stared strangely at his older brother.

"Um... nii-san?" Al sort of whispered, not sure what the consequences would be for interrupting what appeared to be some form of hysteria.

"Light, dark, light, dark, light, dark!"

"Ed?"

"Light, dark, light dark."

"EDWARD SERIOUSLEY STOP IT!" He shouted, annoyed.

Ed stopped at a 'dark' moment so the room was pitch black as he paused and stared at younger brother in the corner momentarily before flipping the lights back on one final time.

"Light." He smiled, ecstatic, and began running around the room.

"What are you doing?"

"Adjusting the lights."

"Why?"

"Because they're sooooo bright and then they're sooooo dark! It's amazing!"

"Are you alright nii-san?"

"Alright? I'm better than alright! I'm fantastic!" At this point he started running in circles around the younger Elric.

"You sure? Because you seem kind of... hyper."

"I'm not hyper, I'm awake!"

"Obviously...what's got you so excitable?"

"Noooooooooooooothing."

Al raised an eyebrow suspiciously at his older brother.

"Oh really?"

Ed nodded exaggeratedly in response.

"So if call Winry right now she's not going to tell me a different story?"

Same exaggerated nod.

"We'll see about that." Alphonse picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.

"Hi Winry, it's Al."

"Hey Al, what's up?"

"Was Ed over at your house earlier?"

"Hmm... he came over this morning but he left hours ago. Why, is something wrong?"

"Not exactly... he's just sort of acting like a three year old crack addict."

"What do you mean?"

"Let's put it this way... he just transmuted the rug into a skirt and is performing some sort of hula."

"You want me to come over?" She was quite obviously stifling laughter.

"No, it's ok. I just wanted to see if you knew what was up since he's sticking with the story that he's naturally like this."

"Mmkay, sorry I couldn't be of anymore help."

"Talk to you later."

"Bye."

They both hung up and Al once again turned towards Ed who had completed his hula and moved on the a rather misguided attempt at what appeared to be the cha-cha-slide.

"Are you ever going to calm down?"

"Dance with me Al!"

"That would be a no... I'm going to get some water, this looks like it could take awhile."

Al was slightly apprehensive about leaving Ed alone in a room in his current state but a quick evaluation of the situation lead him to the decision that the dancing would most likely continue plenty long enough for him to leave and be back unnoticed. Once in the kitchen he grabbed a glass, filled it with ice and began to add water from the sink when he noticed something sitting on the counter and suddenly everything made sense. He grabbed his glass and ran back into the main room where, as he had suspected, Edward was still dancing.

"Hey Al, Y-M-C-A!"

"Edward get over here and drink this."

"No!" He stopped dancing and started skipping.

"Edward!" Al set the glass down carefully before chasing after his brother.

"Haha, you can't catch me— oof." He spoke too soon as Alphonse tacked him with a rather unexpected flying leap.

"Water now."

Defeated, Edward listened and drank the glass of water as Al had requested. Four glasses later he was much calmer.

"That was awesome!"

"No Ed, it was not awesome, it was the opposite of awesome."

"Ah, come on Al!"

"Really Ed, you are never having Starbucks again."

That was rather fun! Short yes, crack-ish diffidently, but still quite fun. You should review :) I miss writing these cracky comic-relief relief one-shots. See you next time!

-Shinobu