Well, well, well, welly-well.

I didn't get those reviews, did I now?

Oh well. I felt like writing. :P

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or Spongebob or "my little pony."

I'm not going to push my luck. Before I write the 5th chapter, I just want 1 more stinkin' review. Can you handle that?

Ed shivered. He was still soaking wet.

"Your coat is still soaked! Better take it off so you don't get sick," suggested Harriet.

Ed took off the coat. A crowd of fangirls reading the fanfic applauded. Ed was now shirtless.

Harriet blushed. She hadn't even been thinking about the fact taking off the coat would result in a shirtless Ed. She actually was worried he'd get sick. She quickly changed the subject, diverting her attention from the fact that Ed was shirtless.

"So, uh, what does the paper say?"

Ed pulled a soaked scrap of paper out of his pocket. The ink was running, but the writing was still legible. Harriet's eyes widened as she read the words to herself.

"Hey! That's my name and address! But I don't think I have anything to do with the military," she said, stunned. She looked at the canoe, now sinking rapidly (it was made of metal and a bit leaky after Al dented it when trying to hold on). "Your canoe is sinking." Great, Harriet, point out the obvious. "Uh, how about you guys get onto the pontoon boat and explain about the bodyguard thing to my parents? They'll understand." Or think they've gone nuts, she thought to herself. "You better put this on so you can swim to the boat without sinking," she said, shoving the PFD at Ed.

"Oh great. This thing again," he protested, but he put it on anyways. "It itches!" complained Ed

"What about me?" questioned Al, scratching his head.

"I think the water around the boat is shallow enough for you to just walk." replied Harriet.

So the the three of them made their way to the boat and got in. Ed sank into a seat. "This is much more comfortable than the canoe!"

He began to explain the situation to Harriet's parents.

Skyler, Madeleine, and Naomi got out of the water.

"Are those those guys from that one show that you watch?" asked Skyler.

"I'm scared." said Madeleine.

"Why is yer wearing that stuff?" asked 4-year-old Naomi, poking Al.

"Yes, Skyler. Madeleine, don't be. And Naomi... What are you doing?" said Harriet, obviously confused.

Naomi was talking to (at, actually) Al about her flip-flops. "I gotted them yesterday. Mommy and me wented to the store and we boughted them."

"Naomi, that was last year, not yesterday," corrected Harriet.

"Yeah. They was Spongebob shoes and we gotted them. Aren't they cute?"

Al just stood there, looking confused.

"Hey, guess what, uh, wus yer name?"

"Al."

"Al, guess what?"

"What is it?"

"I've got Spongebob shoes."

"Really?"

"Uh-huh! I gotted them yesterday!"

"Well, that's great! But, uh..."

"Wus yer name again?"

"Al."

"Oh. Al?"

"Yes?"

"Do you like my Spongebob shoes?"

"Of course."

"I like my little ponies. Sparkleworks is my favrit!"

"Really?"

"Uh huh! Do you like my Spongebob shoes?"

"Yeah."

"Oh! I've got an idea, uh, wus yer name again?"

"Al."

"Let's play my little ponies! I'll be Sparkleworks! You can be Minty!"

"Uh, sure..."

"Neeyeaaah! Come on! Make horse noises, stupid!"

"Brother, help me!"

Harriet slapped herself in the face. Naomi is such a cute little sister, but she's such a pain! "Naomi, how about you leave Al alone for a little while?"

"Awwww! I don' wanna!" Naomi proceded to throw a tantrum. She grabbed Al's leg and wouldn't let go.

"Uh..." stammered Al.

Naomi let go and threw a tantrum on the floor of the boat.

"Um, nice talking to you," Al said, walking backwards into Madeleine. Madeleine screamed, scaring the crap out of Al. Not literally, but still, he would if he could...

"I... uh... I'm sorry... Don't be scared! You don't have to be scared of me," said Al, panicking slightly.

Madeleine regained her senses. "Why do you sound like a little kid?"

"Um, well, it's kind of a long story..."

Meanwhile, Ed finally managed to convince Harriet's parents to let them come with them.

He turned around to talk to Harriet.

Naomi chose this moment to be shy. She hid behind Harriet and grabbed her leg. Harriet tried to shake her off.

"Argh! You little leech! What is wrong with you?"

"He's scary!"

"What's your problem? Say hello to nice Ed."

"No! I don' wanna!" She started to violently throw a tantrum, banging her fists on Harriet's leg. And biting. Owch.

"Rrrrrrgh! You little brat!"

Ed stepped back a few feet and let them deal with it themselves.

Ed mumbled under his breath. This is going to be a long day... and a long mission.

So, there you have it. Chapter 4. How'd you like it?

Remember, I want at least 1 review, ok? And more is better!