Title: The Unwanted Customer
A/N: Atsuma: There is no Chapter 4! I didn't write it!
Seriously there isn't!
Stop! Don't continue!
I said not to continue!
No one listens to me! T^T
I did not post chapter 4!
I said there is NO Chapter 4!
Darn Rabbit!
…
…
FINE THERE IS A CHAPTER 4!
Ed: Okay… so she is a bit odd today. She had too much sugar… Better not go near her today. *Slowly backs away from the hyper active rabbit!*
Disclaimer: Atsuma: *Sadly* I don't own FMA. *Happily* Wish I did I would make Ed do a mission that involves cross dressing. ~ (They did that in a game but not in the anime or manga! T^T)
Ed: *Shivering with fear and happy she did not own FMA*
Atsuma: On with the chapter… That still doesn't exist. Oh and I have started school… my chapters will take a while… like now.
Chapter 4: The Unwanted Customer
*BANG*
The loud bang resonated through the class as everyone saw a murderous blond named Ed, "WHERE THE FUCK IS TRIGMAN!" his voice boomed through the class. (Wait never mind.)
"H-h-he a-and Hawkeye… and theater department t-t-to ask i-if w-we c-could use the stage." A student stuttered.
"Thanks." Ed said with a malice grin.
"Ed, why are you looking for Russell?" Winry asked.
"He's a dead man." He said with a growl before he went out of the room to look for him.
He had searched almost everywhere in the premises… except for the actual Theater department. He had gone to the second floor first before checking the first floor.
He went down the stairs and spotted Russell talking to the theater teacher Alex Luis Armstrong making Ed shudder with a bit of pity before he remembered why he had been looked for Russell, "TRIGMAN!" he yelled, 'No mercy even if he is with Armstrong.'
Russell looked disturbed before he heard Ed, 'Here we go...' he thought with a dreaded look as he saw Ed charge at him. Russell bolted after a few second, "Thanks Mr. Armstrong for lending us the theater!" Russell yelled as he ran for his life.
"Ah! Such energy these children have!" Armstrong yelled with sparkles surrounding him as he saw Ed gain up to Russell.
"GET BACK HERE!" Ed screamed as he saw Russell round the corner before he did as well only to freeze at a barrel that led to the gun that led to a hand that led to an arm that led to Riza and he gulped.
"Enough Edward," She said as Russell looked happy that his vice had protected him.
"But-!" he tried.
"Don't kill him now. We need him to direct the play." She said before removing her gun from Ed's face.
"What are you saying?" Ed asked.
"That after the play you can kill him all you want but not before." She said calmly as Russell paled.
Ed wanted to retaliate but he held back knowing that Riza would shot him if he did, "Fine."
"Good." Riza nodded at him.
Edward looked at his wrist watched, "Oh crap! I'm late!" he said before he went to the exit, "Sorry I have to go!" he yelled looking back but still ran, "Tell Alphonse to take my stuff with him!" he yelled before he exited the building not hearing their reply, 'Oh crud. I need to hurry.'
Riza and Russell had gotten back to the class. Everyone but Al had gone home.
"Is brother not with you?" Alphonse asked in shock as he saw Russell in one piece, "Russell you are alive! I'm sorry about my brother. I hope he didn't cause too much of a problem. If he did I'll have a talk with him."
"He was fine." Riza smiled, "He told us to tell you to take his stuff back when you go home." She added nicely.
"Thank you!" Alphonse smiled back before going to Ed's desk and packed his belongings before he took his own and went to the door, "I'll see you next week." He said before walking out of the room.
Ed ran all the way to a café almost a mile away from the school. It took him around 20 minutes to get to the café. Outside there were two little gardens against the wall that kept Tulips and roses.
The café itself was small and was made of bricks, the sign was neon right on top of the red banner that fanned out it read: Le Petite Cafe and is able to fit around 12 families in it, the windows were big and but had a few feet of the ground, the door was a beautiful red wood and several small windows were at the top center of the door. Inside of the cafe the tables were made of beautiful wood the seats were made of the same material and the seats had soft white cushiness the floor was tiled with white marble tiles.
"Sorry I'm late!" Edward yelled as he swung the door open and entered. Several customers looked amused.
"Late again Edward?" one customer asked, "If you keep this up how would my adorable wife not worry about this café? She's leaving it to you until the baby is born but with you like this I fear that she will try to work..." the man with black hair that had a low cowlick, green eyes, and squared glasses asked. He wore this serious but still goofy face.
"Whatever Hughes… I don't even want to know how you are able to come here before me…" Ed said with this annoyed look but he was happy that he was there, "Not this again please I have people to serve… and shouldn't you be with Gracia?" Ed asked as he went to the back to change his uniform to the café's. Hughes waited outside of the room.
Maes Hughes was the History teacher in his school and Gracia was his wife and some deity knew why Roy Mustang was his best friend. His wife was in her last trimester of her pregnancy and Ed had offered to take care of the café as she got ready for the birth but it felt like it was Maes who was having the child and not her… (You catch my drift?)
"I was with her but she told me to leave the house." Hughes said a bit dejected.
"I wonder why?" Edward said a bit sarcastically as he came out of the changing room tying his apron. Seriously the man was like a father to Ed not that Ed would tell him that but sometime he was too much.
"Ed we are out of pie!" Noah said the girl was a dark skin; she had brown hair and coffee colored eyes.
"Speaking of pies," Hughes said, "Your apple pie is almost as good as Gracias but you better keep working on them." He said.
"Shut up before I kick you out!" Ed said a bit flustered. He did not want to tell anyone that he was not only a waiter but also helped Gracia with cooking when she asked him. He wasn't as good as her but he was getting there and he didn't like it. Usually he didn't cook unless it was necessary and it was necessary.
"Don't be mean Ed. I don't have anywhere else to go." Hughes said.
"What about Mustang's?" Ed asked.
"He has a date tonight." He answered.
"Tch, Figures." Ed said with a bit of anger.
"What, you jealous?" Hughes asked.
"Of him?" Ed raised an eyebrow as he went into the kitchen.
"No silly of the girl with him. I mean you are his princess." Hughes said amused.
"Who told you?" Ed asked as he bunched up Hughes collar with his right hand and pulled him to his eye level, 'I'll kill that person.' He though.
"No one, well if it involves Roy you know everyone knows." Hughes said nervously as he slowly pried Ed's fingers of his shirt.
Ed looked unpleased by the fact before turning on the kitchen light's.
The kitchen was small but good for two people. There was a long counter with a sink on the left wall with glass cabinets on top that held all the dishes. The drawers with the silver wear were two drawers to the away from the sink in the right. The cleaning supplies for the kitchen where in the cabinets under the sink. The right wall had the electric stove and deep frier almost besides each but space out so that they didn't touch each other before there was a small counter that had cooling racks and a cylinder with spatulas, turners, wooden spoons, etcetera. The wall in front of them had a door that led to the bathroom. The wall behind them had all the spices, flour, sugar, salt, baking soda, and other in the cabinet as it also had a counter that space out the fridge to the left and the cabinets on the bottom had all the utensils that they used regularly when they made food. There was a middle counter that they usually rolled the dough and it had the pin, aluminum foil, wax paper, and lunch bags in the only drawer.
There were dished on the sink that Ed would have to clean after he was done with the pie.
The first thing he did was clean the counter that was in the middle before he washed his hands with soap for at least 40 seconds. (That is necessary.) He took out most of the ingredients which were the all-purpose flour, salt, cinnamon, sugar, ice water, shortening, granny smith apple.
He washed his hands again and dried them before he did the dough before placing it in the fridge after he finished making it he started to do the apples right after that.
As all this happened Hughes stood to one side smiling on how Ed did the apple pie, 'He never does anything half-way.' He thought as he saw Ed take a wet towel and wiped part of the counter before taking another paper towel and drying before placing a bit of flour on the counter he then split the ball of dough in two before he started rolling one with a bit of water here and there to help it stretch.
"If you are going to look like a wall flower can you butter and flour the pan?" Ed interrupted.
"Sure." He said as he did as he was told before setting it next to Ed who placed the rolled dough on it but the process was interrupted by the noise outside.
He and Ed looked out to see a teen with long green hair and purple eyes, he wore a turtle neck shirt that had no sleeves and revealed his abs and looked like he wore a short skirt and he had some sort of socks that revealed his toes and heels. Around him plates were smashed drinks were spilled, and all the customers were in shock.
"What are you doing here Envy?" Ed asked as he wiped his hands on the apron before he said, "You aren't allowed in here anymore." before his hand left hand was taken by Envy's.
"Oh don't be like that my dear." He purred as he twisted the blonds hand he had to Ed's back making Ed arc to him unwillingly.
"Let me go before I call the cops," Ed growled to him as he tried to shake him off.
"But love all I wanted was food." He said as he squeezed Ed's hand, "And you have to serve customers but THEY WOULDN'T SERVE ME!" he said before he back handed Ed with his free hand.
Everyone in the café could hear flesh hitting flesh. Ed's bottom lip was split blood started to flow and his cheek started to swell with a bruise.
"Please leave." Hughes said as he had the phone in his hand, "Before I make you leave with authorities," he said.
"I don't like your tone of voice." Envy growled as he took out a pocket knife and pressed it against Ed's throat, "Not before I get what's in the cash register. If I can't have food then I'll take the money."
"Let him go Envy." Hughes said a bit panicked.
"Not before I get the money." He said as he roughly turned Ed to his back and pressed him to his own chest with the knife still on Ed's throat, "You better hurry I think Ed is bleeding now." He had a sinister smile as he let the blood flow on Ed's skin as he pressed the tip in.
Some of the women covered their mouths as they saw the blood, "Ed." Hughes said with a pained expression.
-To be continued~
For a brief moment I had deleted chapter 2 and 3 for this Story. I AM SO SORRY FOR THOSE WHO THOUGHT THAT I HAD POSTED CHAPTER 4! (BOWS) That is the reason this chapter is a bit longer than the others! SORRY FOR NOT POSTING SOONER!
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