Summary : After the respective deaths and disappearances of Rockbell, Elric and Elric, Roy and Riza should have known better than to name their triplets after them. Strange, that they didn't notice that anything was actually odd until after quite a while--realizing that they never had had to train their children how to use the toilet...

Disclaimer: Duh. It's something I want. Which means I can't have.

AN: Before I forget, does anyone know Lust's original name? Please? I know she used 'Solaris' at one point...

And now on with chapter two: now with spoilers for the anime and manga! And movie! ♥

Mischievous Mustangs

Chapter 2

After getting their mouths washed with soap (with Ed and Al protesting that they hadn't said anything bad) they had gotten put to bed early that night.

Shortly after Roy and Riza went to bed, Winry joined Al and Ed in their room.

They were just a little frighted, even though neither would have admitted it—Winry still looked fit to kill something. It made them even more afraid to note that they knew that somewhere on herself she had hidden a piece of chalk and a small amount of metal.

"Winry...are you okay?" Alphonse asked, even though he knew everything was far from being okay.

Ed tipped his head down to face his comforter. "It isn't getting easier, is it?"

Winry shook her head as her face crumpled and tears suddenly slipped from her eyes. Al was there to encircle her quivering body with his small arms.

They all fell asleep in the same bed that night and Roy and Riza didn't mention it in the morning.

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Having sat through this all before made for school to be rather boring to the three 'Stangs. Being prodigies meant that they used the time that they should have been using for learning the school things (that they already knew) into new alchemic formulas, and how gears in automail worked.

Their teacher would sometimes call out to them, but as they answered her questions correctly each time, she had nothing to call them on besides a sometime glazed look in their eyes.

Because of what had happened that first day, whispers about them were left until they were quite far enough away to not hear what was being said about them.

Seeing the two six-year-old (their birthday had just been a few days prior to school starting) brothers struggling to hold their sister back from viciously ripping out a girls throat that had insulted her namesake had been very...memorable...to say the least.

The teachers didn't understand why this caused the normally calm and kind Elysia Hughes to run out of the room crying.

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A week. It had been only a week so far and Ed was so bored that he was sorely tempted to blow their cover and just transmute something to give them a distraction other than Fuery that sat in the back of the classroom.

The short man had been rotating with Havoc on Führer-child-sitting duties. The three of them understood the possible necessity of a government escort to school...but to sit in on their classes even?

As it grated on Ed's nerves, he had no idea what it did to the full-grown men. Havoc was constantly chewing on pens though. (Evidentially he was battling with his addiction to nicotine yet and was currently winning, if the lovebite on his neck was anything to go by.)

The class was currently learning about geography at the moment.

Ed wanted to cry from boredom. A glance at Al revealed the same thing. Winry only looked attentive most likely because she had never traveled as extensively as they had.

Idly, Ed got out a blank piece of paper from inside his desk and started to draw. Before he realized it, his pencil had sketched out two worlds, both of them ones that he had visited, overlapping each other in the proper places, with the shape of England over Amestris, and the middle east countries all overlapping Ishival. His pencil stopped while he thought about were to to put Germany, and instead skipped that to draw Xing and China. India was placed over the Great Desert. In the end, he put Drachma and Germany together.

A little morbidly, he drew a large transmutation circle over Amestris. Instead of the one to make the Stone though, he drew a horribly complicated array that looked like the Philosophers Stone one—but it would only make flowers out of whatever the paper was set on. He drew a second array under the first to make sure that it wouldn't activate if flesh was directly under it, and a third to made a vase.

The teacher walked by at that moment (as she was wont to do) and lightly bopped him on the head for drawing during class. Ed froze and could tell the exact moment that she saw his paper, if the stifled gasp she let out was any thing to go by.

"I'll be taking that," she said as she swiped the paper.

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Dorothy Echeart looked at the paper that sat innocently on her desk in mute horror. Having taken it from Edward Mustang earlier in the day, it had sat on her desk most of the day and she had resisted all temptations to look at it in earnest.

Now, she was very glad that she had had the restraint to do so.

The drawing of the map was absolutely brilliant, and the characters the formed the words 'Amestris' and the rest were written with a steady hand. But that wasn't the part that frightened her, nor actually the part where there was evidentially (in young Edward's mind at least) another world overlapping their own. She attempted to not put much stock in the fact that she knew that 'Deutschland' was a country.

No, the part that horrified her was the terrifying array that took up most of the map.

With shaking fingers, she dialed the number that the Führer himself had given her for the next time the triplets caused problems. Glancing at the paper while the phone rang, she gave a strangled little gasp as her fingers covered her mouth.

TBC

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