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Ch3 Celebration.

Edward Elric; the youngest State Alchemist to get the certification. He was only twelve when he received the title of 'Fullmetal' and the 'Military's Dog'. His outstanding display of alchemical talents without the use of a transmutation circle and his 'nerves of steel' when he threatened FührerKing Bradley at his examination earned him the State licence and the chance to return what has been taken from both himself and his younger brother, Alphonse Elric.

A few weeks have passed since Edward received his licence and both he and his younger brother, Alphonse, were walking through Central one day when Edward came up with an idea. One that seemed ingenious at the time but once it was carried out… wasn't the best idea the golden-haired blonde had ever come up with…

"Al! We're going to celebrate!" Edward announced to his sibling, spinning around on the back of the heels on his platform boots to face the large suit of armour that towered above him. Edward held his signature red coat over his left shoulder, his Automail arm was visible for all to see and the white gloves were removed from both of his hands. He wore the same tight black leather pants, black vest top and brown belt. A wide grin was spread across his face and Alphonse tilted his head inquiringly. Just as he did so the sun's warm shine reflected off of the shiny suit and shone into one of Edward's golden eyes. "Ah, shit!" Edward cursed underneath his breath, moving his coat in front of his face so the reflection wouldn't hit his eye anymore. "Watch it Al!" Edward shouted, rubbing his damaged eye from underneath the protection of his coat.

Edward had always been foul-mouthed, even from his tender toddler years.

A sweat drop fell from Alphonse's helmet; he knew he shouldn't have used the polish Winry had given him on such a sunny day! He rushed to his brother's side, putting one of his gauntlets on top of Edward's raised arm which clenched tightly onto his coat, the other he placed on Edward's right shoulder. "I'm sorry Brother! Are you okay?" he asked, his tone being one of someone who was genuinely concerned about another person's wellbeing. Edward gently pushed his sibling away, being careful not to be too hard. He didn't want Alphonse to misunderstand this as him being in a mood with him. "Yeah, I'm fine Al." Edward groaned, blinking his eye a few times to test it out.

Once he was certain that his eye was back to normal he turned back to Alphonse who distressed but good-naturedly waiting for him to recover. "As I was saying, we haven't really done anything to celebrate the fact that I am officially the youngest State Alchemist, have we?" Edward asked, his voice swollen with pride by the time he had finished the question. Before Alphonse could respond he continued. "It's only been a bit over a fortnight since I got my certification so how about we both go out for a celebratory meal in the fanciest place in Central? My treat!" Edward proposed, his wide grin returning.

Alphonse liked this idea, even though he was no longer able to eat this enabled him to start constructing his list of 'Things to eat once I get my body back', something he had planned since he purchased the little black book from a souvenir shop the first time the pair travelled to Central.

This would also give him an opportunity to see his brother happy and eating, he had once worried that Edward might've given up on both of those things since 'that' day. But despite his fears Edward still ate, and was occasionally in a good mood especially since he got his licence. It was as if his brother had found his new lease on life, and Alphonse was overjoyed about this.

"Sure Brother!" Alphonse chirped. Edward replaced his favourite coat, slipping both arms into the sleeves and he took the pair of gloves out of his coat pocket and placed them on his hands. "Alright then! We can go there straight away if you like?" Alphonse nodded; armour clinking and soon the two Elric brothers were on their way to the fanciest restaurant in Central.

"WOOOOOOW!" Edward and Alphonse exclaimed in unison. They both looked up in awe at the entrance to the restaurant. The glitzy neon sign, the various overflowing hanging baskets and the red carpet that lead inside. The inside of the restaurant was even more impressive. There was a jazz band playing, fancy waiters and waitresses dressed neatly in their black and white stereotypical uniforms. The tables had pure white tablecloths and the cutlery was shining silver. Each table had a bouquet of newly picked white gardenias in a light blue and polished tall vase.

A fancily dressed waiter that had gray hair and large moustache to match approached the two brothers. "Hello sirs, table for two I presume?" he politely asked, squinting his eyes judgementally from behind his circular glasses that were placed on the end of his rather large, protruding nose. "Yeah, that'll do." Edward answered, not even attempting to act proper or posh.

Alphonse nervously scratched behind his metal helmet of a head and bent down so he could whisper to his brother whilst the waiter was organising a table them both. "Ed, maybe this wasn't such a good idea… We stand out a lot." Alphonse looked around at the other customers in the restaurant. All were in their forties or above and were dressed in their best clothes, with long glamorous dresses and tuxedos which made the young boys look very out of place and the fact that they were already receiving discriminating looks from a few snobby customers only proved Alphonse's point more. "What're you talking about Al? Once everyone knows who I am they'll be the ones looking out-of-place!" he replied, grinning.

Alphonse quickly stood upright just as the waiter returned to the two, worrying more than ever. "This way sirs… May I take your coat?" the waiter asked, reaching his wrinkly hands out for Edward's red coat. "NO!" Edward recoiled and went into a defensive stance.

Edward then heard hushed whispers and he soon realised that he had shouted. "Uh… No thanks." Edward said, humiliated.

The waiter nodded and gestured for the two to follow him and they did so, Edward walking hunched, holding onto his coat at its collar, just below where the hood began, trying to hide his face as much as possible from the pack of 'wild beasts' otherwise known as high-classers. Alphonse was by his side, blocking the view of his elder brother from almost everyone on the right side of the restaurant including two other people who stood out from the other customers.

A tall woman wearing a brown hooded cape that covered most of her face apart from her long black hair flowed all the way down to her waistline. However, underneath her cape she wore a long, silky black dress that highlighted her rather busty chest. She was accompanied by a stubby, bald and obese man also dressed in black who was shoving food hungrily into his mouth, not bothering to use utensils.

Nevertheless the other customers diverted their attention from the odd couple when an even odder couple; Edward and Alphonse had entered.

The brothers also caught the attention on the two in black. The bald, round-headed man looked up from his food, sniffing the air and licking the rest of his food that was around his mouth with his abnormally large tongue upon viewing the two toddle to their seats escorted by the mustachioed (my new favourite word) waiter.

He looked to the woman sitting with him and he whispered to her pleadingly. "Ohhh… Oh, please can I eat them? I'm so hungry!" he pouted, poking a sausage like finger into the corner of his mouth, his vast stomach rumbling despite already having three main meals. In addition he had also licked the plates spotless and they were now stacked in front of him.

The woman glanced to the man and whispered back harshly but with a silken voice. "No, Father told us to keep an eye on them. You know that if you eat them Father's plan will fail." she looked back to the brothers who were now seated and looking over their menus. She grinned and continued, now whispering in a softer yet mischievous tone. "Besides they could be potential human sacrifices..."

Alphonse was hurryingly writing a long list of dishes from the menu into his little black book and Edward was looking over the menu, rubbing his chin with one of his gloved hands. "Hey Al, you know the 'Secret Ingredient Soup'… What do you suppose is in it?" Edward inquired, looking up from the menu. "Uhh… I don't know, brother. But judging by this place it's bound to be something pretty fancy!" Alphonse replied, chuckling cheerfully afterward. "Heh, yeah guess you're right!" Edward grinned and called over a nearby waitress giving her his order, Alphonse shook his head when she inquired whether he would like something to eat and a glass of wine.

(Unfortunately Edward wasn't asked if he wanted some wine, when he inquired about this the waitress told him that they don't serve alcohol to children, making Edward rant 'WHO YOU CALLING A PIMPSQUEAK, MIDGET, SAPLING OF A YOUNG ADULT?!' Alphonse tried to calm his brother but ended up questioning his rant, since Edward at the time was only twelve. So yeah…)

Soon enough the Edward's meal was served, a piping hot creamy soup with some crusty bread by its side. "Huh? Doesn't look that 'fancy' to me…" He began spooning the mixture with his spoon and swirling it around on it, looking at it suspiciously. "Don't play with your food brother; I'm sure it's fine." Alphonse told his brother, watching him. Edward sighed heavily and gingerly sipped the liquid from his spoon.

"BLEEEEECK!" he screamed chucking his spoon down onto the table. He looked at the soup in disgust. Edward grabbed his glass of water and swigged all of its contents in one gulp. By now everybody was staring. "YUCK! What the hell is this?!" Edward exclaimed and he stood up grabbing the sleeve of a nearby customer, he pulled them towards himself and shouted. "Hey! What's the secret ingredient in this soup?!"

The startled customer cowered, covering his face in protection from Edward. "Uh, I don't know! Ask the waitress!" he replied, grabbing the waitress that had served the Elric's before. Edward repeated his question, more frustrated than ever.

"Ah, sir… Didn't you read the fine print in the menu? The main ingredient is…" before she could answer Alphonse had already speedily read the fine print and shouted. "Milk! It says 'Warning to people who suffer allergies, this meal contains mainly cow milk!'"

"WHAAAAT?!" Edward yelled, almost gagging, he turned to Alphonse, pointing a gloved finger at him.

"You knew about this didn't you, Al?!"

"N-N-No Brother, I promise!"

Edward rubbed his scalp with both hands in frustration and he then quickly shoved some money at the waiter.

"Here! Come on Al we're leaving!" Edward marched out of the restaurant, Alphonse following.

The woman in the black dress, who had been watching, smirked and snickered. "Yes, they will be suitable sacrifices… Right, Gluttony?" she turned to the fat bald man who accompanied her. "Yes, yes! But I really do want to eat them Lust!" she frowned and stood up; with the round man following her they both left the restaurant.

But all that were still in the restaurant could hear Edward's racket from down the street.

Yeah, wasn't Edward's best idea…

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