SCA: And we're back!

Ed: Joy

SCA: Shut up shrimp!

Ed: WHO YOU CALLIN' SHORT? -attacks SCA-

SCA: GAH!

Al: Ugh...Emily, you do it

Emily: Fine...SCA doesn't own Fullmetal Alchemist

Let the chappy begin!

*EDITED: DECEMBER 3, 2010-JANUARY 7, 2011*

Chapter Two: Welcome to the Idiot Brigade

"Welcome back, Emily!" The computer screen read, sending a bright, blinding light into the darkened room. The girl sitting in front of it squinted a bit, clicking on the chat option.

"Alice isn't on yet? Weird..."

She tapped her fingers on the desk, waiting. After five minutes of nothing, she gave up and logged out. There was no point in staying online if there was no one to talk to. Grumbling a little, she swiveled around in her computer chair, unsure of what to do.

"Ugh, this headache. I think I'm gonna get some Tylenol." Emily(For that was indeed her name, Facebook did not lie) got up, heading for the kitchen.

Halfway there, her headache reached a new level and she stumbled into the couch. Gripping her head, she let out a soft groan. Eventually the pain dulled and she was able to continue her trek to the kitchen. She was just reaching for the cabinet when the pain came back, causing her to slump forward onto the counter, entering a world of black.

Alice was currently sitting in her self appointed emo-corner, trying not to have a panic attack. It wasn't going well. Edward, Alphonse, Roy Mustang(Yes, THE Roy Mustang) were on the other side of the office with a some others, just out of hearing range. She figured it didn't matter if she heard them or not. Surely this was just a dream that she would eventually wake up from. She just had to give herself time. Maybe. Or maybe she really had gone insane and she was stuck in this messed up little world for the rest of her problematic life. That would be just her luck.

She glanced up at the group across the room. She hoped they didn't kick her out. Scar had gotten away and she did not want to be out there alone and turn into easy prey. It didn't matter that this was all a dream, it still hurt. Alice sighed, bringing her knees to her chest and resting her chin on them. Why did she have to get stuck in such horrible place? Couldn't her brain come up with something nicer? It was a real disappointment.

"Miss?"

Alice looked up to see Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye standing in front of her. Roy looked wary and a bit angry. Riza looked indifferent yet calculating at the same time. It was strange.

"Care to tell us why we found you in that alley? Fullmetal says that you were standing with Scar when he arrived." Roy asked, glaring at her. She flinched a tiny bit. The man had no reason to glare at her like that! Shifting a bit in her seat, she turn to look at Roy.

"I don't have to answer that." she said confidentially. "I don't have a lawyer."

"I suggest you answer." Riza stated calmly.

"I don't have to. I created this place, I get to decide what I do." Alice repeated.

"What?" asked Roy, raising an eyebrow. "You didn't create anything."

"Yes I did. I'm insane, I know it. My brain created this place as revenge."

"Hate to break it to you," said Edward, who had been listening from across the room. "But this is all real. So answer the question." Alice glared at him, wishing for the first time in her life that she could stab him.

"Ok, ok fine. Have it your way. I'll answer the question. I don't know why I was in that alley. I just woke up there. It not my fault the shrimp and Mr. 'I-love-tanning-beds' showed up."

"Just woke up there? Yeah right. You were probably waiting for us. You're probably Scar's new sidekick." Ed snarled.

"I am not!" Alice cried indigently."I've never been here in my life! How would I be able to team up with him? Plus, he's a freak!"

Everyone stared at her in silence, causing the girls eye to twitch as she refrained from yelling. Finally, it was too much.

"What?" she exclaimed. "Why are you all staring at me?"

"You mean mean you've never been to Central before, right?" asked Roy, shifting his stance as the others looked away.

"No, I mean I've never been to...Amestris before."

"Then where are you from? You don't look Xingese..." Hawkeye commented, looking her over.

"I'm from America."

As the others started their staring again, she attempted to elaborate. "You know, the good old US of A? U.S.A? United States? Are my words not penetrating your minds?"

"I've never heard of this...'America'." Ed retorted.

"How could you not have heard of it? It's like, the second biggest country in the world! Or is it the biggest? Or is it the third biggest? I dunno and it doesn't matter! You've had to have heard of it." Alice let out an irritated huff, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Trust me, I'd know if I had heard about it." Edward replied crossly, trying to reflect her actions only to realize he was missing an arm.

"Well, do you know how you got here, from this 'America'?" asked Alphonse, finally speaking up.

"I have absolutely no idea." Alice stated. The whole room seemed to deflate as she turned her head away to glare at the wall.

"Well then," said Roy, his eye twitching slightly as a fake smile graced his face. "How about we lock you up until you remember?"

"What?" Alice screeched, whipping her head back to stare at the dark-haired man.

"She's but a child!" Armstong objected. "We can't lock her up!"

"Then what do you suggest we do, Major? She could be dangerous." asked Mustang, his eyes daring Armstrong to try and contradict him. The Major was silent, everyone's gazes resting on him, waiting. Mustang began to speak again but Armstong cut him off.

"I'll watch over her. Send her with the Elrics and me. If she becomes a hazard, I'll take care of her myself!" he answered, sparkles erupting from the air around his head. Alice paled as the words sunk in, easily understanding just what "I'll take care of her" meant. Edward meanwhile, looked ready to take someone's head.

"Why on Earth would I want to travel with her? I think I should have a say in this!"

Mustang blatantly ignored him, meeting the Major's eyes with his own. "Fine. But the moment she becomes a danger, she's mine. I'll be the one to take care of her."

Armstong nodded, giving him a salute. Alice on the other hand, had paled to an almost deathly degree, her stomach churning at the thought of these men trying to kill her. Roy noticed, giving her a knowing smirk as he turned to face the room at large.

"All right, now that that's settled, get back to work!"

The men(And woman) around him scattered, heading back to their various jobs as Armstong herded the Elrics and Alice out the door.

"Oh god, I am so, so screwed." Alice muttered.

Blurry shapes entered her vision as Emily slowly opened her eyes. After getting used to the light, she took a quick look around to find that she was in a room she didn't recognize. Considering she didn't remember falling asleep, she began to get a little worried. She quickly pushed herself into a sitting position and searched for her glasses. Emily found them sitting on the table beside her bed, everything around her coming into focus as she slipped them on.

The room she was in was unfamiliar and simple, consisting of a bed, a desk, a table, and a dresser. There was a small window above the desk that gave no clues to her location and a closed door beside the dresser that was most likely locked. She was just beginning to get up when the knob turned. Emily froze, watching the door as it slowly opened. The dark wood moved to reveal a teenage girl with blonde hair, carrying a bowl. It took Emily a moment to process what she was seen but when she had she was absolutely positive. The female standing in the doorway was none other than...Winry Rockbell.

*EDITED: DECEMBER 3, 2010-JANUARY 7, 2011(YES IT TOOK THAT LONG)*

SCA: Finally finished! I tried to make it longer.

Ed: I think you kinda failed.

SCA: Don't make me hurt you shrimp

Ed :Why you little-jumps at SCA-

Alice: Oi! Break it up you two!

Emily: -Sweatdrops- uh...

Al: Please review! We'll give you...uh...what are we giving them?

Emily: cookies...just say cookies

Al: cookies!