Perfect Blue

"So, explain to me again where I come in on this ruse?" A pretty young woman with short brown hair complimented by golden tips asked. She had lovely hazel eyes, a pale green shirt that went off one shoulder, accompanied by dark jeans and some black flats.

"Well, you're an alchemist too, Frankie." A pretty girl with long, bright red hair and crystal blue eyes with silver lining answered. She wore a grey hoody, with long sleeves and four buttons down the middle. She had jeans also, but wore grey tennis shoes with them.

"Yea," The brunette replied, her thin-stoned aqua earrings gleaming as she turned to face the red head. "But that doesn't mean you had to drag me all the way to Central."

"Don't blame me." The red head defended, looking out the window, her face in her hand and her small, silver hoops shining from the sun outside. "It wasn't my idea. Roy personally requested us to go to Central."

"Really, is that so?" Frankie asked, cocking an eyebrow. "What's he up to now?"

"Not sure, but it must be something important if he's calling us all the way there." The red head said with a small shrug.

"Only three possible reasons I can think of." Frankie said thoughtfully. "One, it's a stupid reason, two it's a really stupid reason, or three, it actually is important." She smirked. "But I highly doubt its option three."

"You realize that one and two are extremely similar, right?" The red head asked, smiling slightly.

Frankie shrugged. "Yea, I know, but that's only to slim down the option of him doing something beneficial to the public."

"That's an unfair thing to say…" The red head commented, looking out the window.

"Maybe, maybe not," Frankie looked out the window also. "We'll find out, eventually. We always do, right Lena?"

The red head nodded with a smile. "Right…"

"Man, Roy's starting to get on my nerves." A blonde boy commented. He was rather small, with gold eyes, and wore black clothing underneath a red coat with white gloves.

"You have to get your license renewed brother." A suit of armor…said?

"Yea, but he said it wouldn't be under the normal circumstances." The blonde argued. "He'd said that I'd have to take the exam with two other state alchemists."

"Why is that a problem?" The suit of armor asked.

"Don't you see it Al?" The blonde began. "The last time I saw any alchemists taking renewed license exams, it was the first time I took the exam. You remember the rules of that exam, don't you?"

The suit of armor shook its iron head, making a metal on metal creaking sound. "Not really."

The blonde sighed. "They only chose two alchemists out of all those people who took that exam."

The armor thought and blinked. "You think it's to see who stays in the military!"

"It could be Al." The blonde said, crossing his arms and looking towards the floor.

"Ed, what are you going to do?" Al asked, now worried.

"Ed thought for a moment, then smiled goofily while scratching his head. "No idea!"

This made Al do an anime fall. "Brother…"

"Don't worry Al, I'll figure something out." Ed said, smiling with confidence. "One way or another, I'll find a way."

A couple of hours passed and Frankie looked out the window. She blinked when a loud grumbling sound filled the air.

Lena looked up from the book she was reading and cocked an eyebrow. "Hungry?"

"Guess so." Frankie said, standing. She stretched. "I'm going to go to the food cart, see what's there."

"Alright, don't take too long though." Lena warned, turning a page to her book.

Frankie waved a hand behind her, venturing to the food cart. She opened the door and smiled at the large buffet. There were a few other people at the buffet, but a lot more sitting at tables.

She wandered over and got a plate, starting to serve herself. She moved over to where the buns were. She smiled and went over to her favorite, happily grabbing a custard bun, but found another hand on it just as she grabbed it.

Ed looked up and saw a brunette holding onto his custard bun. He tugged on it, but she only looked at him and tugged back. He tugged again, but she tugged it also. They went back and forth for a few minutes, each gaining anime veins as they went.

Suddenly, Frankie burst. "Let go!"

"No way, I had it first!" Ed replied, holding onto it.

"That's a total lie!" Frankie objected, pulling on it again as she put down her plate of food. "I was the one who had it first!"

"No you weren't!" Ed argued, pulling.

"Yes I was!" Frankie shouted, pulling also. "Drop the bun shortie!"

Ed got a huge anime vein. "Who are you calling a boy so short he needs a ladder to be eye level with a mouse!"

"No one said that you psychopath!" Frankie retorted.

They both glared at each other…and that's when things got out of control. They both pulled and the bun split in half.

Now usually, this would solve the problem due to each party getting a bit of the bun…But of course, it didn't.

"Look what you did!" Ed accused, pointing at Frankie.

"Oh please, this is your fault punk!" Frankie defended. "If you'd have just let go when I told you, this wouldn't have happened!"

"If you would have let go this wouldn't have happened!" Ed shouted.

"Do you have to repeat everything I say, just because you don't have an independent thought!" Frankie asked with a smirk.

Ed growled, increasing the size of his already massive anime vein. He clapped his hands together, transmuting her plate of food into an ugly mush.

He laughed maniacally as Frankie looked at her plate in horror.

"You jerk!" Frankie shouted. She got his plate of food and smashed it in his face.

Ed's face turned extremely red and burst in temper.

Things were brown, broken, and people were forced to take cover under tables as the two hungry people fought, transmuting things and throwing around insults.

"The two of you will be escorted off the train!" A voice boomed. Frankie and Ed paused in their throwing of large objects to look over and see a large man with a toothbrush mustache and white eyebrows so thick they covered his eyes.

"What?" Ed asked.

"Get off the train?" Frankie said.

"She started it!" Ed shouted, pointing a finger at the brunette.

"He started it!" Frankie said at the exact same moment, also pointing a finger.

The next thing they knew, Frankie and Ed were standing outside the train, their bags at their sides.

'I wonder what's taking brother so long…' Al thought to himself. He got up and headed to the food cart, just as a red head lowered her book and looked out the window to see…

"Frankie!" Lena exclaimed. She got up and took her duffle bag and bigger bag. "Excuse me." She said to the suit of armor in her path.

Al moved and looked out the window. "Ed!" He followed the red head who was heading to the steps to get off the stopped train.

Lena stopped when she realized the door to the steps had just been closed. "Um, I need to get off!" She said to the attendant who was coming out from the steps.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but we can't let you get off." He said.

"You don't understand, my cousin got off, so I need to too." Lena argued. She heard the suit of armor come behind her.

"And my brother's out there." Al added.

The attendant frowned. "I'm sorry folks, I'm not allowed to let you off the train." He got to the top of the stairs and passed them.

Lena and the suit of armor watched the man go. Then, to make matters worse, the train started to move.

"The train is moving!" Al exclaimed in some panic.

Lena looked around and her eyes set on the back of the train. "You want to get off?" she asked the suit of armor.

Al turned to her and nodded.

"Then follow me." Lena said, opening the door and started to rush through the carts.