Title: Meet your Prince-Ess?
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist (I would be dead if I did…)
A/N: Atsuma: Finally the third chapter! Yay!
Ed: I think there shouldn't be a story for this!
Atsuma: You're only whining because you are the one in the dress.
Ed: YEAH! I AM THE ONE IN THE DRESS! AND I STILL THINK YOU NEED TO CHANGE THAT!
Atsuma: *Turns away with a smile* On with the story~ Oh and I made Alphonse a sister instead of Rose.
Chapter III: Meet your Prince-Ess !
Edward and Alphonse were going back home but first had to go grocery shopping and boy was it crowded Ed and Al walked close together as they went store hopping for the groceries. Ed had the bread, meat, and vegetables, while Al had the milk for Ed would not touch the stuff if it was not in stew.
"Can you believe it Al! They had the nerve to make me the princess and to top it off Mustang's the prince." Edward had been ranting from the time they had left school to the present time.
"Brother please you are making a big deal out of nothing." Al had said the wrong thing.
"Out of nothing," Ed glared the famous Edward glare, "You say that now because you are not the one having to wear a dress." He spat.
"I am," Al gently said, "I am one of the step sisters. Remember?" he added.
"Yeah but you aren't the one that has to kiss Mustang are you!" Edward screamed to his brother.
"I still believe you are acting like a child Ed." Al said as he turned to his brother that was beside him, "And I am near enough so you don't have to scream my ear out." He said with a stern stare.
"Sorry." Ed said feeling a bit guilty for yelling at his brother.
"It's fine." Al said as they dropped the conversation. The rest of the way home was for the most part quiet until Ed said, "I am going to fill in for Ms. Grasia at the Café tomorrow so don't wait for me."
"Alright," Al said, "but why can't I get a job too?" he asked, "I want t-"
"NO!" Ed said clenching his fist, "I don't want you to worry about work or bill or anything only about school and all the bullshit that comes with it." He looked as his brother with a grin.
"I just want to help you." Al muttered.
"And you are, you cook and clean, and get good grades, as long as you are happy I know that I am doing the correct thing." Ed said as he looked as his younger brother.
"Brother you don't have to shoulder this burden on your own. Let me help you with the rent and bills." Al said.
Edward shook his head, "I'm the big brother I have to take care of my younger brother. I promised that to mom." Before he started to walk again -along the way they had paused to actually talk.
"Brother…" Al whispered with a sad tone as he watched his brother's back.
'Yes only one of us needs to grow up. I don't want you to Al.' thought Ed.
They reached their apartment. It wasn't in the safest place in the city, but it was the only thing Ed could afford with the salary of waiter and tip. The paint around the building was peeling and most windows had been replaced and on one of the floors the lights did not work. The pest did not make things better.
They had a one bedroom apartment that barely had any furniture. A table where they ate and did their homework, along with a lamp that was used when they had to do an all-nighter. The bedroom had a stand with another lamp and a small TV in front of the full set bed that they shared it was under the only window in the room, a bookcase to the left of the bed full of books mostly of medicine and science and text books, and drawers to the right of the TV set and their closet. Their bathroom was small that has a shower the bathroom bowl a sink next to the bowl, a mirror was above the sink that opened to see mostly medicine. The cabinet under the sink had most toiletries. Their Kitchen was small with the stove and the refrigerator only a counter away. The sink was in front of the stove but the dish washer did not work.
Ed and Al had entered the apartment and Ed placed the food on the table before going back down to check on the mail. Al decided to put away the stuff before he started on the food.
Ed came back in muttering, "Bills, bills, trash, trash, specials, more trash, bills, and a letter from the university again… trash." He said as he placed the trash in the waste basket that was beside the counter near the sink.
"What are you going to do on your day off?" asked Alphonse.
"I would like to say relax but I have to finish my homework and fix the lights in the bathroom." Ed said as he sat in the seat that faced the kitchen.
"Okay, I'll tell you when diner is ready." Al said as he began preparing the ingredients for spaghetti and meat balls.
"Okay." Ed said as he moved to start with the bathroom. It took about an hour to fix the lights before he moved on with his homework which took about two hours (Maybe less). In that time Al had finished his homework and making dinner.
Ed had washed his hands and brought two glasses filled with water as Al set up the table. After eating Al washed the dishes.
Ed and Al had taken their showers Ed taking it first and brushed their teeth before going to the room. They stayed up for a bit before falling asleep.
~Next Morning~
Ed and Al had barely made it to class before the bell rung.
"Safe!" Winry said amused of their usual entry.
"Shut up automail freak." Ed spat back.
"Why you…" Winry growled taking her wrench and embedding it to Ed's skull.
"Brother!" Al said as he knelt next to Ed, "I have your soul."
"Everyone take your seat." The teacher said. As everyone fixed or went to their seats.
Attendance was quickly taken before the teacher gave the spotlight to Russell and the Vice who had the Cinderella scripts.
Edward cringed as he was handed his part, 'Why do I have to be the princess… I don't even want to be a part of this stupid play.' He thought as he was handed two scripts instead of one.
"Why do I have two?" he asked Riza.
"Russell wants you to give Mustang's script to him." She said, 'In other word he didn't want to be the one to tell Roy that his ideal princess is a short tempered shrimp… that has not even started puberty.' Riza thought but kept from saying it out loud, "What are you waiting for? Go." She ordered as Ed ran out the door. (Ah the power of her gun…)
Edward had found Mustang in his classroom in the wall furthest back with one of his hand's ridding up a girls thigh. The girl was blushing and looking away as Mustang whispered to her ear.
"Sorry to interrupt." Ed said bluntly not actually sorry, 'If you are going to do something like this, do it where no one can see.' He screeched in his mind as he looked unpleased when the girl looked at him annoyance written all over her face.
"Scram I need to talk to that." Ed said as the girl walked to the door offended.
"That?" questioned Roy, "Remember who'd the one helping."
"Not that I care." Ed said as he walked to where Roy was only stopped 10 steps away, "Stay over there I don't want to get your… disease." Ed said.
"Say's the one that has yet to grow an inch since he entered school." Roy said.
"I'M NOT A SHRIMP, MAN-WHORE!" Ed yelled before he was pulled to the wall the girl had previously occupied his left hand being pinned by one of Roy's larger hand.
"Man-whore was it?" Roy whispered in Ed's ear making Ed's face color along with his ear.
"Y-Yeah," Ed said as he grabbed the script with his right hand from his back pocket where he had shoved it previously, "Here!" he said before he slapped Roy with it. Ah sweet revenge.
"What's this?" Roy asked as he opened it.
"The script what else," Ed said with a duh voice, "I'm going back. Practice starts next week. Russell said to read your parts before then." Before he could go his hand was grabbed again and he snapped, "WHAT!"
"Who is the princess?" Roy asked.
"Didn't Russell tell you?" Ed asked back.
"No." was the answer.
"What exactly did he say?" Ed asked dreading the answer that had yet to be given.
"That the girl has golden-blond hair and amber eyes that shine like the sun and has a slender body." Roy recalled.
"…Girl?" Ed asked as he realized that this was the reason Russell told him he had to give Mustang his script.
"Yes." Roy responded.
"He said a girl?" Ed asked more forcefully after getting over the shock.
"What is your point?" Roy asked getting annoyed that his question was not answered.
"RUSSELL TRIGMAN YOU ARE ONE DEAD PRESIDENT!" Edward screamed.
"Answer my question!" Roy snapped.
"He said that the girl had golden-blond hair and amber eyes that shine like the sun. Are you sure?" Ed questioned.
"Yes." Roy tried to calm his temper.
"THE HELL I LOOK LIKE A GIRL!" Ed screamed.
"You're the princess?" Roy asked.
"Yes." Ed spat, 'And when I am done here I will KILL Trigman.' Ed thought not really paying attention that Roy was having a fit of his own.
"Ed's the girl…" Roy finally grasp the idea as he looked at Ed up and down, "I can see why." He muttered.
"What?" Ed asked as he snapped out of his malice mood.
Roy sighed before grabbing Ed by the waist, "See you next Monday my princess." He said as he took Ed's human hand and kissed it before he released Ed's waist.
"GYAH $#!*!#" Edward said as he pulled his hand back with a blush and ran out the door. (I believe he forgot about Trigman.)
Roy stared after the boy for a moment, "Am i really a man-whore?"
Random students who he stole girlfriends from shouted, "Yes, Yes you are!"
To Be Continued
A/N: Atsuma: "Finished!"
Edward: *surrounded by a dark aura* Start running because I won't let you live!
Atsuma: *slowly backing away* Um… Gotta Run! PLEASE REVIEW! *Ran like hell*
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