So, I've thought and I think it would be really cool if someone did a fanart of one of the scenes from this story (I'd love to see Roy's death drawn out).

While writing this, I got this kick ass idea that involves Ed becoming super protective of Roy because it might cause problems if anyone who thinks he is dead sees him but I've decided to save that for another time.

ANYWAY! I've decided to cut you guys a small break and put something to up lift everyone's spirits about Roy dying a horrible death and Edward being raped and abused no stop and his children getting emotionally abused as well.

Left, right, left, right
PAT PAT
Left, right, left, right

The dark-haired male walked down the sidewalk in mid-day East City, Ametris. The sun was shining on the city and there were no clouds in site. The only thing that was out of sorts was 1) the male was naked and covered in dirt, 2) he had no idea where he was going or where he was, and 3) he's been dead for seven years. All he knew was that he was hungry and an image of a blonde male who had a big smile kept flashing through his mind.

As he walked down the sidewalk, people would stop and stare, whispering and wondering why he was looking like that. Although, most of the looks were those of shock and disbelieve because everyone thought that this man had been buried six feet under in East City Cemetery.

He soon stopped and stood in front of a woman's lingerie store. He stared back at his reflection (and the woman stared back). There was a long scar on his abdomen along with a burn mark on his side. He traced the longest scar with the tips of his fingers. Then he noticed that he had scars all over his body.

"…"

"Roy?!" Someone to the right of him shouted.

The caller was a dirty blond with long hair put up in a low pony tail with bright golden eyes. He wore blue jeans and a white hoodie. He was accompanied with a boy who looked 12 years of age. His eyes were casted towards the ground and was wearing blue overalls and holding a bundle of flowers closed to his chest.
The older one took a step closer to the naked man. "Roy…is that really you?"

"…" 'Is this who I am looking for?'

The little had finally cared to avert his gaze from the ground and to the man before them. "Daddy!" he dropped the flowers then ran over to him, hugging his waist tightly. "It's Uncle Roy!"

He naked man looked down at the little boy. "R…Roy…is that me?"

"Yes…I'm Alphonse, your brother-in-law and that's you nephew, Leon." he held his hand out. "I don't know what's going on but I think I know someone who does." he smiled softly.

Roy looked at his hand then took it, letting Alphonse lead him though the streets and back to his house.

"I cannot believe we had to wash a grown man!"

"At least you didn't wash his lower half! He was my boss for God's sake!"

"…"

"Stop complaining you two! He can't do it by himself!"

After Al had got his brother-in-law back to his house, he called Riza who bought Jean with her and had him and Wren scrub Roy clean so she could then explain what was going on.

"On the day of the funeral, I told Ed that he would find his happiness again someday soon. Regrettably, it took me longer than I thought it would have. I would seem that even in witchcraft, it is next to impossible to bring someone back from the Underworld, that being said; it was very hard and very time consuming to get everything together so I could complete the resurrection. So you can all imagine how delighted I was when Al called me to tell me Roy was in his living room watching TV. But, as you can see, doing things to this magnitude has some side effects. One of the most common ones is memory loss. How much memory they lose is determined on how long they were gone. Seeing how it was for seven years, he has essentially lost seven random years of information."

"So, you're telling us that we pretty much have to retrain him for all the things he has forgotten how to do?" Jean asked.

"And that we have to reintroduce him to everyone he has ever met?" Wren added.

"Yes, basically. Although, while I was studying Human Resurrection, there have been cases where the people getting revived have gotten all of their memories back from seeing the person or thing they long to see again."

"That would be brother, right?"

"You got it."

The four adults looked at Roy who was sitting at a table wearing a blue sweater and black pants. He had a pen in his hand was trying to figure out how to write his name.

"Do you think Ed will accept Roy with open arms?"

"Who's to say? But if he does and they interact well, his memories should return. At least, that's the hoped outcome. Human Resurrection is a very unpredictable thing…he might even try to kill Edward instead of love him…in fact, he could even try to kill me, the one who bought him back." Riza shrugged casually. "Like I've said before, there are many side effects of this sort of witchcraft."

"Well, with that being said, how do you even know if you actually got Roy Mustang. What if this is someone else in his body because you messed up or some lost soul got to his body before Roy did." Wren spoke while eyeing the man who was now interacting with his son. "How can we know that it is Roy?"

"It's simple, we do a series of identity tests on him and after we've made sure that this is the Roy Mustang we all know and love; we deliver him to Ed." Jean patted Roy on the head like one would to a docile child.

Roy frowned deeply. "W-What are yo-you doing?"

"Patting your head?" he gave the man a puzzled look.

"D-Don't do that, I'll de-demote you for disorderly conduct."

"Hey! He remembers something!" Wren exclaimed and clapped. "Maybe this will be simple!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

How hard could it be to retrain a 37-year-old technical zombie anyways?

They would soon find out, it's one of the hardest things ever.

Mm, this particular story will be over in maybe one or two more chapters so, keep calm, and keep reading! But I cannot decide what the next story should be on so like, comment or PM me if you have any ideas, maybe one of your ideas will be the big next thing!

Lulz

~Aurora