OwlCookies: OOPSIE! I forgot to put a disclaimer in the previous chapter! Ahh well. And to those of you who asked, ok, ill make a new chapter :]

Thank you NerdPrincess101 for the very positive review. It made e happy! Yes Shannon as in the soul eater character I made :P

To Terrahilde-Yes. Im twelve. Not, I doubt im taller than ed. Im REALLY short and a lot of ppl at school remind me EVERY hour

To Xtraitor- U no like mustang? Oh well, hes hottt xD and thank you. Omg I hated him wen he supposedly killed ross. I wanted to slap him…

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST but I do own Shannon which is my oc I ALSO DON'T OWN HEATHER that is appleblx… she calls herself heather…

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"UH…." My face turned red. "I CAN EXPLAIN," I squeaked.

Mustang looked at me seriously. "Then explain. Are you a spy?"

"N-no! Of course not! I- Well… er… I don't know what happened, but Heather and I fell down a hole and landed here," I explained cheesily.

"I severely doubt that," he said.

"It's true!" Heather exclaimed.

I nodded in agreement. "She speaks truth! She NEVER lies to strangers!"

"To… strangers?" Mustang asked a little suspicious.

To save our butts, someone opened the door. It was Edward and Alphonse Elric.

"I have your damn report, Colonel," Ed sighed.

Mustang shot his head up surprised and looked at the blond boy, the smirked. "Took you long enough, FullMetal. Well, at you completed this mission. I didn't think your small body could handle such a big task."

Ed growled. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT THEY CAN'T EVEN REACH THE COUNTER TOP?"

Everyone sweat dropped. "No one ever said that, Edward," Mustang commented.

Next to me, Heather was snickering, but I wasn't. I mean like, I could relate to the kid, he was often called short, like me…

Flashback!

"Hello? Shannon? Where'd you go?" the young boy who asked that looked down. "Oh there you are! I couldn't see you!" He then walks away laughing.

Getting the anger mark, Shannon grabs her nearby clarinet it whacks it at the boys head. "I'M. NOT. SHORT! YOU'RE JUST FREAKISHLY HUGE!" she screams.

"Right…right…" the boy laughs.

Once again, he gets his by Shannons clarinet of doom.

"Damn you…"

END OF FLASHBACK

But then again, how old was Ed? 15? And yet, here he was in front of my face just over an inch taller than me. That's really sad, I mean REALLY! Gee Arakawa! Cut him some slack, he's a 15 year old who's 4'11" what kind of guy is THAT short? Ed was like… Toshiro from Bleach! And hey! Don't can ME short too! You'd be surprised on how many 12 year olds out there who are still under 5 feet tall!

Anyway, Ed tossed his report on Mustangs desk and began heading out. "If you don't need anything else, I'll be somewhere other than here," he said.

"Wait, FullMetal," Mustang stopped him.

Ed spun around. "Wadya want?" he growled.

The black haired guy motioned for the blond to come closer.

"I want you to take these two girls with you," he whispered motioning in our direction. "They know more than they let on so I want you to monitor what they know."

For a very long pause, the two alchemists glared at each other. Then Ed broke that by replying, "No. No way. I'm not babysitting for you."

"I don't think you heard me properly FullMetal. This is an order."

"No!" Ed protested. "They're just going to get in the way!"

Mustang chuckled. "No Ed, I believe that they might be more useful to you than you think."

"Fine," he grumbled. "But you owe me for this."

Roughly, Ed grabbed our wrists and dragged us out. "Follow me," he grunted.

I scoffed. "Like we have a choice."

Later, we ended up waiting at a train station for a long long long long long long LONG time. It was so boring with nothing else to do. How the heck did those two do it all the time! It was like, magical fairy powers! Heather found something productive to do by drawing in the dirt, but I couldn't.

"I'M SO FRIGGIN BORED!" I screamed.

Ed yawned. "With all the pacing around, I think we got it."

"Make me laugh!" I whined.

Al, who had done nothing in the past like, 6 hours, sat up. "Oh! I have an idea!" he chirped. Ahh… I love his cute voice.

"Please be good!" I begged.

The suit of armor nodded. "I found this book at the library, I wanted to read it and make Ed laugh, but I guess it didn't work. Here, you can read it." Al handed me a book that was stored inside his armor.

"Hilarious Quotes That Make you Laugh Out Loud," I read. I looked up at Al. "This better be worth its title."

If he could grin, I bet you Al would. "It is!"

So, I began reading.

Chapter One: No Trespassing. Violators will be shot. Surivors will be shot again.

Have a break and a good laugh with this light-hearted collection of hilarious quotes.

Some of these are really funny, some are silly, some are witty, but all in good fun.

In your busy everyday life, slow down, read a few funny quotes, laugh, recharge your energy and continue to seize your day!

May you always have something to laugh about!

Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them, and you have their shoes."
- Frieda Norris

Behind every successful man stands a surprised mother-in-law.
- Hubert Humphrey

Children really brighten up a household. They never turn the lights off.
- Ralph Bus

Committee - a group of men who keep minutes and waste hours.
- M. Berle

He taught me housekeeping; when I divorce I keep the house.
- Zsa Zsa Gabor

I always wanted to be somebody, but now I realize I should have been more specific.
- Lily Tomlin

I am not a vegetarian because I love animals; I am a vegetarian because I hate plants.
- A. Whitney Brown

I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.
- Douglas Adam

I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.
- Groucho Marx

I went to a bookstore and asked the saleswoman where the Self Help section was. She said if she told me it would defeat the purpose.
- Dennis Miller

If at first you do not succeed, then skydiving is surely not meant for you.
- Author Unknown

If at first you don't succeed, redefine success.
- Author Unknown

If it weren't for the fact that the TV set and the refrigerator are so far apart, some of us wouldn't get any exercise at all.
- Joey Adams

If you are not living life on the edge then you are taking up too much space.
- Author Unknown

If you can't go over it or through it, you'd better negotiate with it.
- Ashleigh Brilliant

If you have something to say and say nothing, you are really telling a lie.
- Ashleigh Brilliant

I'm astounded by people who want to 'know' the universe when it's hard enough to find your way around Chinatown.
- Woody Allen

By the time I had finished the first page, I was cracking up. Al-if he could- was grinning, Heather was looking up confused, and Ed was trying to get me to shut up so he could sleep.

"Shut up and let me sleep!" Ed growled. That made me sweat drop. Ed seemed so much cooler in the anime and manga than now. Now I understood how some people didn't like him. And now, I didn't like him. Well, not as much as I previously did anyway.

"Que lastima…" I muttered under my breath.

"What the hell?"

"Ya, you heard me," I growled getting the anger mark. "QUE LASTIMA PUNK!" And no, in case you were wondering, I am not Spanish or Mexican.

"What the hell does that even mean?"

"Why should I tell you out of all people?" I felt pissed at the moment. Punky metal boy trying to ruin peoples fun! I wanted to slap him silly.

Giving up, the punky metal boy shrugged and lay back down and fell asleep.

"Short punky metal boy," I huffed.

Heather walked up to me. "Are you going to keep adding to his nickname? I thought you called him short-stuff?" she asked.

I grinned evilly. "Ya, well now he's a short punky metal boy. Plus, he's like 3 years older than me, blond, and only an inch taller."

"You got to stop having problems with wanting to be taller! People might think you got it off Ed!"

"I can't help being constantly teased about my height!" I growled and stormed away to the other side of the railroad tracks.

Ed just made my day worse. First I'm almost 13, I got roughly dragged places, Ed is uncool, and he put me in a bad mood! Grrr they could leave me for all I cared. I just wanted to go home! No more FullMetal Alchemist, no more military, no more alchemy, JUST HOME. By the time I stopped thinking about that completely, I realized I had begun punching and kicking a tree that I had ended up at and there was a man trying to stop me.

"Please stop, miss! Look! You're knuckles are bleeding!" he gasped.

I stopped doing what I was doing to the tree. "Who are you?" I asked completely ignoring the fact that my knuckles were like on fire with pain.

Still looking shocked, the man let go of me. He had slightly curly brown hair, tan skin, and blue eyes. He was wearing a tux… Who wears a tux for no reason?

"My name is Himmler, Heinrich Himmler," the man replied.

Heinrich Himmler. I don't know what the heck happened, but something stopped. Time? Maybe. Something important? I'm sure of. A slight wind blew and I was still kinda frozen. The wind messed up Himmlers bangs and now I could see his eyes. There was something about his eyes. Something I was missing. Something important but my mind was muddled and clouded. There was something about Heinrich Himmler. But what on earth was it?

"H-Hello Mr. H-Himmler," I greeted. That was odd… I usually don't greet people formally and stutter like that. Usually, I greet people by calling them 'person,' not like this. Why was I acting so strange in front of this man?

He grinned and held out his hand which I shakily took. "Hello little girl. I have a feeling we'll be great friends," Heinrich said.

It was then, I realized… That I was smiling.