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Championship Pop Bottles

"I FEEL LIKE I WON A CHAMPIONSHIP GAME!" No one was sure how much longer that poor little gutter could hold the weight of the adolescent alchemist before it would give. They all watched, but they were unsure of what they could do. Two had already begun to run up to the roof to save this possible catastrophe. Random yelps and gasps did not faze her as she stood on the edge of the Central HQ roof.

"ABIGAIL WHAT THE HELL." Roy screamed at his sister from the door that was the only entrance, but not the only exit from the roof. Edward panted in pain behind him falling to his knees as his shorter legs could not keep up with the colonel.

"I FEEL LIKE I HAVE WON A CHAMPIONSHIP RANG!"

"WHAT?"

"POP BOTTLES!"

"STRAIGHT UP OUT THE WATER!"

"ABIGAIL."

"I AM THE BIRDMAN!" She flapped her arms as if she were actually a bird, causing her to lose her balance. Ed quickly clapped his hands together and slammed them onto the roof, creating a platform onto which Abigail fell. She lay there still for a couple seconds as the two approached her. She simply stared at them with her wide, innocent looking eyes. Roy looked his sister dead in the eye and sighed.

"Now you know you're not supposed to have caffeine."

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I think this is what you would qualify as crack? With a side of OD OC, hahah. My first attempt at describing an act of alchemy. :) Based on "Championship Pop Bottles" by Lil' Wayne and Birdman. I should really take my iPod off of shuffle...