"We should have been there a while ago, Ed," said Winry anxiously. "I think we might be lost."
The two teens had been driving for a while now, and were now on an unfamiliar road. And to make matters worse, it was raining hard.
"No we're not," Ed argued. "It's just because it's raining that it looks that way. We should be there any minute now."
Suddenly a bright light whizzed past them on the street.
"That's the third motorcycle that's past us tonight," Winry commented, a bit perplexed.
Then, what the two were dreading appeared right in front of them:
A dead end.
"Great," muttered Ed. "I knew I should have taken that left turn-"
"At Albuquerque!"
"Shut up, Wrath." muttered Envy.
"All right, that's it, I'm turning around." Suddenly a huge BANG came from underneath them.
"What was that bang?" cried Winry.
"I dunno," Ed looked out the window at the car. "We must have a blowout. I'll go look for help." He got out, put up the hood on his jacket, and started walking down the road. Winry grabbed a newspaper and followed, holding it over her head.
Suddenly they saw a bright light behind the pouring rain. There was an enormous, old white mansion with a glowing window.
The two began to sing:
"In the velvet darkness
Of the blackest night,
Burning bright
There's a guiding star,
No matter who or what you are,
There's a liiight…"
"This song is kinda pointless," interrupted Lust.
"I concur," said Pride. "Show of hands?" All the Homunculi's hands shot in the air.
"Okay then," he pulled out a remote and hit fast forward.
Minutes later, Ed and Winry were at the door. Ed lifted the giant brass knocker and knocked three times.
The door slowly creaked open to reveal a pale young boy wearing a bleached, patchy wig. "Helloo," he croaked in a monotone voice.
After an awkward silence, Ed cleared his throat. "Hello. I'm Edward Elric, and this is my fiancé, Winry. Our car broke down. Do you have a phone we could use?"
The boy looked them over blankly for a few seconds. "You're wet," he finally said.
"Well, yes," replied Winry. "It's raining."
"You must come in and dry off," And before they could reply, the boy grabbed both of their shirts and dragged them inside.
Me: Sorry that was so short. I'm going to Oregon tomorrow! Yay!
Wrath: Wasn't I great, Mommy? Huh huh huh? Wasn't I?
Sloth: wha? Oh, yeah, sure you were, sweetie. Sure you were.
Next up: Time Warp!
