SCA: Sorry I took so long to update. I've been busy. But here it is!
Edward: Thats always your excuse

SCA: So? its the truth

Edward: What ever

SCA: I don't own FMA(sadly) Let the chapter begin!

Chapter 4

"What?" said Emily, sitting up.
"Morgan's gone!" Alice repeated.
"Huuf," Emily sighed, " shes probably just in the bathroom."
"She isn't! I looked!"
"Are you looking for me?"
"EKKKKKKKKK!" Alice screamed and jumped a foot in the air at the sound of Morgans voice.
"Did you have come up right behind me?" Alice grumbled.
"No, but its fun," siad Morgan, grinning. Emily was cracking up in the other bed.
"Morgan," Alice growled while glaring at Emily, "Where were you?"
"Oh, I couldn't sleep so I took a walk."
"In your pajamas?" Emily asked, her laughter finally stopping.
"Yep, got a problem?"
"Nope." Suddenly Ed's voice rang through the house,
"WOULD YOU BAKAS SHUTUP!!!!!!!! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Gah, fine." said Alice, climbing into bed.
"If hes keeps that up, I'll drag him outside and kick his arse up and down the street," said Morgan, climbing in after her.
"Yeah, yeah," said Emily, rolling over.

BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP
"Wha?" mumbled Alice, slowly waking up, "iz at the smoke alarm?"
"I think so" said Emily, who was a lot more awake then Alice. She was sitting up in bed staring at her.(A/N: She does this in real life. It always happens when she sleeps over. I feel so stalked.)
"Gah! Stop doing that! Alright, you wake up Morgan, I'll go look down stairs"
"Alright."
Alice ran down the stairs and entered the kitchen. The place was filled with thin gray smoke, comeing from the pan on the stove. The place was empty. Alice looked around before going over to the pan, picking it up and throwing it in the sink. 'That had to be Ed's doing. But where is he? And on that note, wheres Al?' she thought, heading back upstairs.
"Its safe!" she called, entering the bedroom, "The was a pan with burning food in it. I think Ed was trying to cook, but I'm not sure."
"If it was, why didn't HE put it out?" asked Emily, digging through a drawer.
"Yeah," said Morgan, crossing her arms, "And if the shrimp didn't clean up, wouldn't the tin can do it?"
"Morgan! Don't call Al a tin can. He'll get depressed!" Emily yelled.
"Yeah, he would," said Alice, ignoring Emily, "But their not there."
"Ok. They aren't anywere in the house?" asked Emily.
"No. At least I don't think so. We would of heard them. I think we should go look for them."
"Alice, their probably at the library or HQ."
"So, I need to yell at Ed for trying to cook."
"Whatever."

About 30 minutes later they were all dressed and ready to go. Alice was wearing a black button up blouse, jeans, and combat boots. Emily was wearing a red sweater that had the word Bradley written in white letters across the front, jeans, and tennis shoes. Morgan was wearing a blue shirt the said "I'm not a stalker", jeans, and flip flops. Alice and Emily heading outside, waving to Morgan. It had been decided that Morgan would stay at the house incase they came back.
"Ok lets go find them!" Alice yelled pumping the air.
"Could you yell louder? I don't think Roy heard you at his office." Emily said glaring at her friend.
"Hehe." said Alice before looking around, "Ok, where do we go?"
"Um that way!" Emily said, pointing in a random direction. Alice took off running only to trip and fall over a stray cat.
"Gah! ow...." Alice muttered, as Emily ran over.
"Oh no! Are you ok kitty?!" Emily yelled, picking up the cat that had tripped Alice. The kitty meowed and licked Emily's cheek.
"Oh sure," Alice grumbled, getting up, " Worry about the cat but don't worry about your friend."
"Yep," said Emily, barely paying attention to her.
"Gah, lets go" Alice grabbed Emily arm and pulled her along behind her.

An hour later, they still hadn't found them. They were headed back to the house when Alice noticed that Emily was still holding the cat.
"Why do you still have that thing? "asked Alice, glaring at it.
"What? I thought you liked cats."
"I do. But that one tripped me."
"So? I trip you. Every thing trips you. Books, bags, pants, peoples feet, your own feet, air....."
"Ok, I get it. But it still tripped me. Why don't you give to a shelter or something?"
Emily was about to answer when a weird voice came out of the alley.
"Hey, your those girls staying with Fullmetal shortie, right?" said a weird high pitched voice.
"What?" said Emily, turning towards the sound.
"Thats Envy!" Alice said, point towards the alley.
"How do you know?" Emily asked.
"No one else has such a girly voice." Alice said, as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
"What?" Envy stepped out of the alley, his eye twitching.
"Oh are you offended, Palm tree? I'm sorry..NOT!" Alice said.
"What did you just call me?" Envy growled, his eye twitching even more.
"No, Alice left something out. She should have called you a gender confused palm tree." Emily said.
"Nice." said Alice, grinning.
"Grrrrr" Envy growled again.
"Hey, Em, do you have that little flashlight keychain thing on you?" Alice asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"Use it please." Alice said as she pulled a lighter out of her pocket.
"Ok," Emily said grinning, before she pulled it out and shined the light in Envy's eyes.
"AAHH!" he yelled," I'm blinded!"
Alice ran forward and lit his hair on fire before running away, grabbing Emily as she went. They could hear Envys yells of "My Hair! MY PRECIOUS HAIR!" as they ran.
About five blocks away they stopped running.
"That was awesome!" Alice laughed.
"Totally! By the way, why did you have a lighter in your pocket?"
"No reason....."
"Freakin' pyro...."
"HEY!!!!!!!"
They flinched. "Crap." Alice said, "Here comes the palm tree."

SCA: I hope you like it. But Emily really does call me a pyro. Hec, Pastor calls me a pyro.

Edward: That can't be good

Emily: Freakin pyro

SCA: hehe. anyway, please review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.