Mika: Yay! Chapter three!

Ed: Yay! It's late again!

Mika: I tried to update every week but I'm busy! =( Ooooh, who read chapter 107? STUPID AL! :(

Al: . I had a perfectly good reason.

Mika: But you did have to k-

Al: Don't spoil it for people who haven't read it!

Mika: Buh, buh, buh, but you DE-

Al: I will hate you forever and ever if you say it.

Mika: 0.0

Ed: Well, this is different.

Mika: What?

Ed: Usually you and I fight in the ANs.

Mika: True dat =) This is getting to be way too long. I'll be good, Al, so please to the disclaimer?

Al: Mika does not own FMA or FMAB or any of its characters-

Ed: Or else you would only get a chapter or episode every few months -.-

Chapter 3: Not What You Thought

The snake was now lying on a rock with a spike made with alchemy sticking out of it's lifeless body. The Elric brothers were trying, in vain, to calm Riona down. She was shaking so much that her wound had reopened, and blood was pouring down her face again. She was staring blankly at nothing, muttering nonsense. Ed and Al were panicking, not knowing what to do with this seemingly insane girl.

After a few more minutes of this, Edward finally wrapped his left arm around her neck, whispered "Sorry," and- very gently- squeezed. In a couple of seconds she was lying limp in his arms.

Al's eyes widened. "What did you just do?"

"She's just unconscious. Easier to carry that way. Help me get her on my back, will you?" Al lifted her up and wrapped her around his brothers back, and then looked around.

"I hope you remember how to get back, Brother."

"Of course I do. We didn't go very far."

An hour later, they were still wandering around the woods, having switched the girl to Al's back.

"This girl is more trouble than she's worth. I say we dump her here," Ed grumbled.

"You wouldn't really dump an injured girl in the middle of the woods by herself, would you?"

Ed and Al jumped. Riona had woken back up, and had a smirk plastered across her face. She carefully climbed off of Alphonse and hobbled over to a small tree. She grabbed a good sized branch and put weight on it until it snapped. Flopping on the ground, she pulled a knife out of somewhere and started to scrape at the branch.

"Where did you get that?" Al asked, examining the knife that looked like it had a fair bit of value.

"Do you mean where did I get the knife or where did I pull it out of?"

"Both, I guess," He admitted.

She continued to hack away at the forked part of the branch for a few minutes before answering.

"Made it. And I got it off of my belt." Al opened his mouth to state that she wasn't wearing a belt when she grabbed the top of her breeches and pulled down the side a bit. She was wearing a belt, underneath the breeches, and from it hung a row of daggers of assorted sizes.

Riona saw the look on the Elric's faces and grinned. "Take a guess, how many daggers do you think I have with me right now?"

Ed's answer was seven, Al's ten.

She took the seven daggers off of her belt, then lifted up her shirt part way to reveal a vest over another shirt. She pulled six long knives out of the vest, then rolled up her pant legs and pulled off four with their sheaths strapped to her legs. She pulled two more out of the top of her long boots, and then finally pressed a small knob on the bottom of each boot and slid two more out. She put these all in a (very large) pile, and then sat back, satisfied.

The look on their faces was priceless. Riona found it difficult to control her laughter as Ed positively stuttered in disbelief.

He finally managed to get his voice working again.

"What the HELL do you need all of those for? I could have gotten stabbed while I was carrying you or something! And where did you get all of those, anyway? No offence, but I really don't think you could afford all of these."

Riona now had a stubborn look on her face with her arms crossed over her chest.

"First of all, It wouldn't have stabbed you, because they're all sheathed and put a certain way so they don't stick out. And I really hope your not implying that I stole these. I told you before, I made them. It's what I do. As for what I need them for..." She paused, "That's none of your business."

She got back up, put her newly made crutch under her arm, and started to hobble away.

She didn't even glance behind her. "Coming?"

The Elrics caught up with Riona, and they walk (or limped) in silence for a few minutes before Riona led them out of the woods and back to the vilage. They wound between houses for a while before Al asked, "Where are we going?"

"Doctor. My ankle's broken remember?" She said bluntly. She finally led them to a small cottage, where she knocked on the wooden door.

A tall man opened the door, peering down at them through his small glasses.

"Ah, Riona. Back again, are we? How's the wrist?"

She blushed. "My wrist is fine, it stopped hurting a few days ago."

"So then why are you here?" He inquired.

"This genius over here," She jabbed her thumb at Edward, "Broke my ankle. Note the crutches."

"Ah, I see." He peered closer at Ed. "May I ask why you found it necessary to break this girl's ankle?"

Ed blushed furiously. "I didn't mean to! And she started it!"

Riona rolled her eyes. "What are you, five years old?" She turned back to the doctor. "So can you please look at it and not make me stand here much longer? In case you didn't notice it, I have a broken ankle here!"

"I feel a bit better knowing she's like this to everyone," Ed muttered to his brother. Al nodded in agreement.

Mika: I'll keep this short. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and please PM with any questions or ideas =)

Al: Please R&R!