SHORT-EEEEE!
Disclaimer: I don't want to own the Full Metal Alchemist. I am also only saying this otherwise I am on a very good plot of being Sued. Thank You.
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Adele 'Rock Twister' Hill was following closely behind her mentor and sensei, Edward 'Full Metal' Elric. And, as usual, the 12 year old was stepping on the 15 year olds last nerve.
"Sensei?"
"What now twerp?"
"…Are you afraid of cows?" He stopped and turned to stare at her.
"What the heck? Where'd that com from?" He asked, eyebrow twitching.
"Well?" She prodded, practically dancing with enthusiasm.
"No."
"Then why don't you drink milk?" He glared at her, as if it was her fault there was such a thing as milk at all.
"I just don't. Now stop talking, or I'm not letting you off the hook today." He grunted, and Adele sulked for a moment before saying slyly "You know, Sensei, that's exactly why I'm almost taller than you." She squealed as he whipped around, shouting.
"WHY YOU LITTLE-" She cut him off, tearing down the hallway.
"NOT AS LITTLE AS YOU, SENSEI!" She laughed as his face turned red like a thermometer.
"YA, YOU BETTER RUN YOU TWIT!" It took Mustang a very long time and a heap of paper work to pay for the damages done and to calm Ed down.
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