…So I cried "Here!! Here's a Rub-a-Dub Dolly doll!!" (Katie, you'll love this) And he was all "Ohmygod, you saved my life." As he came floating out of the Atlantic Ocean, clutching that little doll like it was a life saver, even though the label specifically said "This is not a life saving device" but then he got bit by a dorkfish cuz he was still eating that freakin corndog. You know dorkfish love them corndogs. We're starting now? Oh, okay.

IT'S THE SUPER-DUPER, ULTIMATELY COOL, EPIC BEAN SAUCE, SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICESPIALIDOCIOUS (see, I can spell it, Katie, I just can't say it… 'course my brain's gonna suffer in English tomorrow but it's SO worth it) FMA YEARBOOK HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY AM I SO EXCITED?! WHY DO I KEEP SCREAMING?! B the way, its fifth grade now in case you dimwits didn't get that already. The chapters are numbered numerically (or would it be grade-ically??). I've never read a story where its chapters go 1, 17, 35, 6… …… Bill Engval rox my sox. Hee hee.

It was the big day – October 31. All Hallows Eve. Halloween. Samhain. The Night Kids Run Around Like Little Freaks In Costumes And Take Candy From Strangers Even Though Their Mommies Said 'Don't Take Candy From Strangers' Then Get Buzzed On Sugar And Spend The Next 24 Hours In A Coma-like Sleep Cuz The Sugar Fried What Was Left Of Their Young Brains. Whatever you wanna call it.

Everyone was getting ready for the big party at school. Lanfan entered the country illegally just for the party, even though the FBI might very well choose THIS SPECIFIC PARTY to chaperone out of all the parties in the country. We'll see how that develops. Anyway, she, Lin, and May dressed up like Sasuke, Naruto, and Sakura, see, cuz they're all little ninja freaks and are all *insert karate noises here* all the time. Foo was the teacher dude I can never remember the name of and when I finally do remember it, I always confuse it with Itachi for some reason. I think its Kakashi or something, but I don't really care cuz I'm an FMA fan, not a Naruto fan.

Roy decided on dressing up like Elvis.

"Dude, I ain't letting you to wear that costume." Barry protested.

"Why not?" he whined, stomping his foot and pouting like a little girl.

"Because you can't under any circumstances, sing any of his songs. You're killing the king of rock all over again." He explained. At that moment, Havoc walked in, dressed like Michael Jackson. "NO." He said firmly. "You are not dressing up as Michael Jackson."

"But I'm supposed to be Envy." He replied, cigarette dangling from his mouth. Ten years old and he was already a chain smoker.

Meanwhile… at Winry's…..

"I don't wanna be Kairi! Kairi needs to die!" Sheska complained.

"But Winry's Sora, Armony's the Keyblade and I'm Riku. You need to be Kairi, Sheska!" Rose urged.

"I'd rather be King Mickey than Kairi." Sheska spat. "Can I be Demyx or Axel instead?"

"No. Kairi." Winry said. Sheska opened her mouth to speak. "No Roxas either!" Sheska closed her mouth and hung her head.

Let's go to… wherever the Homunculi live.

"Who're you supposed to be?" Gluttony asked, skeptically eyeing Envy's costume.

"I'm that Zuko person who keeps invading our fanfic!! Dude's got such great hair." Envy said, combing his fake Zuko ponytail with his fingers. "My costume's better than yours. What are you anyway, a ham?"

"I'm Pac Man. Cuz he eats everything. I eat everything. Pac Man and I are friends of the heart." Gluttony said so gaily he changed sexual orientation right then and there. Lust rolled her eyes.

"Please, just, please." She said.

"What're you?" Greed asked. He was dressed up as a stack of cash and had difficulty moving so he was propped up against the wall like a garden rake.

"Not what, who. I'm Hannah Montana, got a problem with that?" she snapped. All the Homunculi could be heard screaming at the top of their lungs.

"Nooooooooooooooo!!!...."

Al cocked his head like a dog that listens to a high pitched sound.

"Al?" Ed asked. "What's wrong?" Al shook his head.

"I thought I heard someone screaming." He said.

"Halloween spirit getting to ya?" Ed grinned mischievously.

"Are you knuckle-headed buffoons ready yet?" Christin called, banging on the door to the boys' room. The two jumped and nearly peed their pants. Well, Ed did. Al's a soul in a suit of armor (for those who didn't get that yet cuz I mentioned it in first grade or so) and it's kinda hard for a soul to pee in itself. At least, I would think it is. Hey if any of you soul attachments out there ever pee on yourselves, let me know so I can make that statement politically correct.

"Yeah, we're coming." Ed said as he opened the door.

"You're wearing a suit." She noted, eyeing the politician-esque black outfit. "What are you, the president?"

"I'm a Democratic Republican." He replied. Then he ripped off the suit cuz for a ten year old he has some insane muscles which led to a photo shoot that made the author think he was on steroids, but that's completely irrelevant except for his muscle-y-ness. "…who is secretly Superman!!" he cried. Christin eyed the red and blue spandex suit for a brief moment, then turned and walked away.

"My eyes… my virgin eyes…. You soiled my innocence you retarded piece of T-rex shit!!" she screamed. "Argh, I hate Halloween now!"

Two seconds later she walked back and resumed the conversation as if nothing had happened.

"Why are you so dirty, Al?" she asked.

"Have you ever seen a clean hobo?" he asked. She thought about it and shook her head.

"I see your point. You make a lovely hobo, Al." she grinned.

"You look like a pirate slut." Ed said, ogling at her costume.

"Pirate wench. I'm a wench, you moron." She slugged him.

"Why a wench?" Al asked sweetly.

"Cuz I can drink, I get to carry a sword and a gun, and I can still look shmexy." She stated simply. With that she left for the party, the two brothers following behind her.

Now let's check up on our dirty fanfiction writing, polyamorous friends…

"Look at me, I'm Ed!" Russell cried happily as he danced around his living room.

"You're a shrimp." Yoki said.

"Exactly!" Russell nodded, pointing an accusatory finger at him though there was nothing to be accused for.

"I'm a magical fairy princess!!" Scar sang, twirling around in his frilly pink princess dress, complete with a tiara and magic wand. He put glitter-sparklies in his hair and wore bright pink lipstick. Everyone retreated to a safe distance and watched his horrifying "Fairy Princess and the Magical Unicorn Buddy" dance he did. Fletcher walked in the room but soon shrank against the wall and scooted close to his brother for protection. He was dressed up as the Chihuahua from the old Taco Bell commercials and kept saying "Quiero Taco Bell" every time someone tried to talk to him. He did that at the party too until someone drove across the country to Taco Bell and got him a Mexican pizza which finally shut him up. Envy, being the douche bag that he is, wanted to have him spayed (or neutered. Whichever it is.).

At the party, everyone got drunk off sugar so they all went psycho and climbed to the roof to chuck pancakes and cooked broccoli and people driving by. One person got mad and chased them down with a bazooka, but got tired and went home to watch Seinfeld. Except Russell. When he got drunk off sugar, he went down to the bar next door (yes, there's a bar next to an elementary school) and signed up to be a stripper. Fletcher disowned him and moved in with Lanfan and them.

By the way, Barry dressed up as Cosmo from the Fairly Oddparents.