Chapter 1
I do not own fma. But i hope you like it anyways.
This is set 3 years after the previous. And Breda and Havoc have just Started secondary school.(year 7)
(Dont know what that is in America i think its middle school?)
There is swearing in this chapter! yay who doesn't love to swear!
"Oh Jean. You look so strapping and 'ansome in your school uniform. Im gonna miss You Honey! " Jeans Mother cried as she hugged her son around his shoulders.
Jeans Mother Had decided to send her son off to a school in central. "But Mum Its not TO Far away. And I'll come back to visit on Most Weekends!" Jean said whilst her mum Kissed his cheek about 20 times.
Jean Havoc. 12 Years of age. His sky-blue eyes didn't look so big on his long pointed face anymore. He was still a tall boy. He was about 5ft10. His body didn't do him any favours though. He was 'Lanky'. No matter how much he may try to get a muscular one. He just seem's to get thinner and thinner. Which didn't help when carrying packages to-and-from the shop. His skinny arms couldn't hold them without hurting. He always needed help from Breda.
Jean scanned platform Once over. "Where the flip' is he?" Jean murmured to himself. "Jeanie-kins!" His mother starts to cry again as she hugs her son's slim waist. "Mum seriously! Im not a little kid anymore!"Jean says as he blushes a little.
"Yo Jeanie-kins!" A voice Joked. Jean knew who it was in an instant.
"Shut up Brady-kins!"
"AH Brady-kins! Why didn't I think of that!" Heymans mother squealed As she struggles to hug her sons ample waist.
Jean looked upwards at Breda's freakishly tall father. He towered above everyone. He was at least 7ft tall. He was also a rather 'Large' man, Like Breda, he was rather fat. But his arms were of pure muscle. He wore a blue military outfit. Which proudly showed his stars and stripes. He looked down at his son, Placed one large hand on his shoulder and said "Son, I hope you do the Breda family proud. But...Try to lose a little weight while your at school, Ok?"
"Well we all know that's never gonna happen!"Heymans Breda whispered to Jean with a joke-y tone to his Voice. His weight had never bothered him in the slightest,In fact sometimes he even joked about it himself.
Heymans Breda. 12 Years of age. He was also Tall ,But not as tall as Jean. He was around 5ft 7-8 ish. His body didn't do him any favours either. He was 'stocky', His older (Slimmer) Brothers had always joked about it. It started as slight bullying and poking and prodding, but then they didn't do it as much as they could see it didn't seem to bother Heymans as much as they wanted. His body rebelled most physical activity. But he was always able to help his friend Jean out with carrying packages.
"Oh my Plump-kin-pie!Your fine the way you are honey!" Heymans mother squealed As his father frowned at the mother in disagreement. Heymans looked Pissed off as he mouthed the word " Do Not Laugh Or I'll Fucking Well Kill You!" Jeans face was red from trying not to laugh. He thought 'Jeanie-kins' was bad. But 'Plump-kin-pie' "Ha his parents were even worse at giving there kids nick-names than actually naming there kids." He thought to himself.
This was all interrupted by a short portly guy in a black suit blowing a whistle and shouting "The train is now departing for central!"
"OH CRAP!" Jean and Heymans shouted . They bid there fair-wells to there parents quickly and murmured several profanities to themselves as they ran towards the moving train. Jean grabbed the bar and span inwards and held his had out to help his mate with the jump as he knew he wouldn't be able jump that high without a little help!
the two fell into the train and sighed. "Thanks Havo"
"No problaymo Braidey"
"Flippin'- No Fucking hell! Its huge!" Havoc said. "Thats a hell of a lot-ta stairs!" Havoc exclaimed.
"about 1410" Breda moaned
"What?"
"Theres about 1410 stairs. Theres three floors of stairs each has about 470 on each..." Breda said gloomily.
"Well we better get climbing then!"
100 stairs later.
"Im Hungry!" Breda moans.
"Your Always hungry!"
"I know!"
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One floor later.
"Yes! first floor completed! Im really pumped up now! What about you Breda!... Breda?"
"Down ..here.."
Havoc looked down to the floor. Breda was sprawled over several stairs.
"You OK?" Havoc said cautiously as he gently kicked Breda's shoulder.
"What does it look like Havo" was all that Breda could say with what little breathe he had left.
" I didn't think you where This unfit!" Havoc joked.
"Piss off!"
"Fine i will!" Havoc said stubbornly as he walked up two stairs. "You seriously not coming?"
"Leave me here to sleep!"
"Its only been 400 and som'in steps!"
"ONLY!"
"Quit your stupid Barking! Your acting like an overweight sheepdog who wont chase sheep!"
Breda hated being refereed to as a dog. So he made pretend snoring sound so that Havoc would shut up.
"Come on I'm Not that stupid! I can clearly see that your your awake!"
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"Wait..are you awake?" Havoc questioned.
Breda actually was asleep. "Breda get up... Breda?"
Jean gave up and sat down on the step he was standing on. "He'll wake up soon" Havoc thought.
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I'll Finsh this scene in the next chapter! hope you liked it! please review!
