Alchy the Break Dancing Savior
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Mm'kay, how to start…. First of all, Satu-Suzu is a two-person account, my sister and myself. I'm the Suzu part, and even though it sounds impossible, the wackier one. I help my sister think of ideas for her stories, without even trying. Kinda because she's my sister and I don't wanna help her.
Anyways, this is my first story, personally, and I don't think I'm too awesome yet. But I'll reach destination awesome soon enough, and Alchy and I shall reign.
Alchy is my character. I created her. In a lab. With Mewtwo and his followers. She's the break dancing alchemist, and, apparently the savior, for all of you kiddies who just click on random stories and don't read the names. She'll be helping Ed and Alphonse, and she's a little psycho, so they'll have fun with thaaaat. Oh gawd, I'm ranting. DISCLAIMER TIME!
Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist or all the little peoples that it consists of. If I did, then I wouldn't be putting this on Fanfiction and Alchy would be the main character, with all of her awesomeness and all. Yesh.
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"RRrrgh!!!" Ed yelled, throwing an ancient map onto the sandy ground of the desert. He stared at it for a few moments, then furiously clapped his hands together and dropped them to the ground. A sandy but sturdy-looking box instantly formed around the map. He had just encased the poor, misunderstood map in sand. Ed angrily stared at the box, and then sighed, flopping down on the edge. The box started to crumble a bit, but didn't break.
"Big Brother? Maybe you're overreacting a bit," Al offered, stepping forward, "And you probably shouldn't sit on that. It's going to break…"
"I don't care," Ed mumbled, his chin in his hand, propped up by his elbow on his leg. "And are you inquiring something?" He sounded annoyed. Maybe it was because they were in the middle of a stupid desert. Or maybe it was because her didn't understand the stupid map someone had given him, or that they didn't even know the name of who they were looking for. All he knew was that he'd heard some passerby talking about someone who knew a secret that was vital for the Philosopher's stone. He'd demanded, in a totally and completely nice manner, to tell him everything they knew or something horrible would happen. So now, here he was, sitting on a box of sand as he pouted about not knowing anything.
"N-no!" Al said, alarmed. He shook his arms, trying to dismiss the idea, "O-of course not! It's just- the box c-could crumble or something under the weight!" His eyes were wide, if possible in a metal suit. Yes, he's still stuck in the suit. Why, you may ask? Well, simply because he enjoys being a mark of blood in the back of an undersized suit, of course! And because I think his voice sounds cooler like that, and I am the author of this story!
Ed sighed and hunched his back, making the box come near to collapsing. But he just ignored it.
"I'm sorry Al, I'm just exhausted. And what hope do we have of ever finding this Alchemist anyways? And if we do, I doubt they'll voluntarily give us the key to creating the Philosopher's stone." He hadn't thought them not wanting to give any information would be a problem, since he had ways of convincing them to tell. But he needed the situation to sound bad, and he thought that helped.
Al watched Ed mope and sighed. He really didn't know if they'd be able to find this Alchemist either, but he felt the need to be optimistic during Ed's pessimistic moments.
"Don't worry big brother. We will find that Alchemist. And when we do, they will give us the information we need!" He balled his hand into a fist and pumped it into the air, being all pep talk-y. Ed just stared at him like an idiot and sighed.
"I knew it. We have no chance." He murmured, slumping even more. Again, the box came close to caving in.
They sat in silence for a while, Ed thinking of how they'd die old, pathetic men. Or he would. Al would be a pathetic tin suit. That maybe lives forever. So he'd be left alone while Ed bites the dust.
Al kind of just stared at the sand, trying to think of something motivating to say without showing that he didn't think they'd find this Almighty Alchemist either.
All of a sudden, they heard someone saying "Ep, ep, ep!"
They both looked up, eyes wide. Across from them, they saw a girl, maybe the age of twelve. She was shaking her head. Her hair was a light blonde, maybe white. It was ratty and ran a bit lower than her shoulders. Her eyes stared at them intently, a grayish-green, and a little bit creepy.
The girl's hands were on her hips, which sported foreign-looking, light blue Bermuda-length pants, which looked pretty baggy on her. For a shirt, she wore two. They were layered, the top a brown muscle-shirt and the one underneath a white, long-sleeved shirt. Amazingly, she wasn't wearing any shoes. Only tape protected her feet from the hot desert ground. No one could have possibly been able to wear any outfit like that in the desert. But there she was.
Ed and Al stared at the freak of a human in front of them, who looked back. Al looked at Ed, who shrugged back. Then he turned back to the girl and looked like he was about to say something, but she cut him off.
"Now what kind of optimism is that?" The girl asked, shaking her head again, " You haft act convincing. I'm sorry, but you have no hope in acting. You're not pure genius like I, the all-great Achy, am. Now that's outta the way, are you alien peeps? 'Cause that would just be really cool. Can you do the finger thingy? Sometimes I can, but my hand cramps, and I hafta soak it underwater for almost half an hour, and then it's all pruny, and-"
Ed and Al continued staring at her until something in Ed's mind clicked. Instantly, his jaw dropped.
"Y-you're Alchy?" He choked out, making the girl look surprised.
"Well… Yeah," Alchy nodded, looking proud, "I'm Alchy. You're short. He's tall. The sky is blue. Birds chirp. Cats meow. A female dog is called a bi-"
"That's the girl!!!" Ed yelled, cutting her off, ignoring the short part. He turned to Al and took a deep breath, his eyes even wider than before, " That is the girl we're looking for!!!"