Hello everyone. Best/worst song to have stuck in your head? The Llama Song. Here's a llama there's a llama and another little llama… I'll stop now…

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Chapter 8

Selim awoke the next morning to the sound of yelling. Pushing the blankets off of himself he walked over to the window.

"Wonder who's yelling," Selim mumbled, opening it. Looking out, he saw Winry standing in the middle of the yard, with two… interesting people in front of her. The shorter one looked normal enough, a boy in a red coat with long blonde hair, but the other one… Selim had no idea how someone could stand wearing all that metal in such heat. It was full body armor, he didn't even know why someone would need something like that.

"Hmm?" Pride mumbled. Selim still found it weird that the voice in his head slept. Did that make it real? Suddenly there was a jolt, and Selim had to grab his head in pain.

"Ah! Pride? What was that?" The black haired boy asked. He had a feeling Pride knew, from the way he was mumbling curses to himself.

"He's here? So this is his mechanic. Just great. Ah well, I guess all this means is your little runaway is getting cut short," Pride said. Selim frowned, he didn't like the sound of that.

"Who's here? You know those people?" He asked, trying not to sound frantic. He didn't want to be taken back and expelled, or whatever Pride had said they would do to him. Leaning out the window, he tried to get a better look at the two strange visitors. They did look a bit familiar, although he couldn't say from where. Selim could almost see Pride rolling his eyes at him.

"Yes, I've met them once. It's the full metal alchemist, I'm sure you've heard of him," Pride explained. Selim nodded, he had heard of him. He was the youngest state alchemist in history. His father had used to talk about him quite a lot, although Selim himself had never actually met him.

"Does he… know about…?" Selim wasn't quite able to finish his question, because he wasn't really sure what was going on. All he knew it was something big, and bad, and he wanted to get away from it. He didn't need to finish though, because Pride understood.

"No, and you're not going to tell him," Pride demanded. He wasn't about to let all of father's plans be ruined just because some child couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"Well, we better get going then," Selim said after a moment of silence.

"What?" Pride asked. He sounded rather surprised. Apparently he thought Selim was just going to wait there to be caught. Sighing, he began to explain.

"Well, you don't want me to tell them about… whatever it is your doing, and I don't want to be sent back home, so we should leave before they see us, right?" Selim asked. He couldn't help but smile when Pride said nothing. Putting on his own clothes, he was glad to see that Ms. Winry had washed them while he was sleeping. "People sure are nice, right Pride?" He asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"You asked me that yesterday," Pride grumbled. Oh yeah, he had. Selim guessed that he was still a bit upset about not being sent home yet. Glancing around the room one last time, Selim made sure he had everything. He did, seeing as everything, was absolutely nothing.

Sneaking downstairs and out the back door, Selim was glad no one had seen him. Relaxing a bit, he began to walk down the hill that was the backyard. This whole place was hilly, really.

"Hello there, who are you?" Selim nearly jumped ten feet at the question. He could hear Pride laughing at him, and almost told him to stop, before realizing that someone else was there, and that person could not hear the child snickering in his head.

"I'm not a child!" Pride protested at the thoughts. Ignoring him, or at least trying to, Selim turned around. It was the armored person. He was sitting agents the house, petting that dog, Den. Upon seeing him, Den began growling again, but was soon scolded by the armored man.

"I-I'm Selim… I was just p-passing through," Selim stuttered. He was better at lying when he was sure if he knew the person or not. If this person thought he was Pride, should he lie and say he wasn't, or pretend to be him?

"Selim? Wait… You're Selim Bradley! What are you doing all the way out here?" The armored man asked. Selim had no idea what to do. If he pretended to be Pride, he would take him home, but if he pretended not to be, he might not believe him.

"I-" spinning on his heels, he began to run. Sure, maybe not his best plan, but it was the only one he could think of right now.

"H-hey!" Mr. Armor yelled, before getting up and beginning to chase him. Selim know he would chase him, but there was no way he could run that far or fast in that armor, right? Pride scoffed in his head.

"You'll never outrun him," He said matter-of-factly. Selim frowned. This was just Pride trying to sike him out. "No, it's not," Yes, it was-

"Gotcha!" Mr. Armor said, holding Selim up. Twisting and kicking, he tried to get out of his grip, but he was too strong. "C'mon now, stop that," Armor said, still not putting him down. Sighing, Selim stopped.

"Told you," Pride mumbled. "and his name is Alphonse Elric, although Mr. Armor is quite nice."

"Quiet," Selim mumbled, trying to make sure Mr. Arm- err, Alphonse Elric, didn't hear. Once on the ground, he considered running again, but decided agents it. Pride was right, he didn't even seem tired.

"Now, what are you doing all the way out here for? Do your parents know you're here?" Al asked. Not looking him in the face, Selim shook his head. He figured he'd ruined all chances of saying he wasn't Pride, so no use in trying. "Did you run away? Why?" Now what should he say. He couldn't say he had somehow been transported into someone else's body and he ran away after going into some underground chamber where some crazy guy turned his arm into a blade.

"No, you can't," And he couldn't say the original owner of this body is living in his head and only he could hear him.

"I…uh…" Selim had to think fast, or he'd know he was lying.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, let's just get you home," Al said, obviously noticing his silence. Selim nodded obediently.

"A-alright," He said, and began following the armor back towards the yellow house. He could feel Pride's shock at his sudden submission.

"You'd give up just like that?" He asked, and Selim had to keep his head down so that Alphonse didn't see his smile. Of course not, I'm just going to run away at the train station or something, Selim thought. "Oh… idiotic human…" Pride grumbled. Why did Pride always call him 'Human?' "Because that's what you are." The voice said, once again in that same matter-of-fact tone as before. Selim decided to just ignore him like before, it was hard talking to someone without actually talking.

Soon the two had arrived at the house. Selim saw the short blond guy, full metal alchemist Edward Elric, sitting in the grass. When he spotted them, he stood up and began walking over.

"Hey Al, where were you? Huh, do we know this kid?" Ed asked, leaning down to try and get a better look at Selim. Selim kept his head down, hoping that the 'Selim' of this world was as shy as he was.

"Not at all," Pride shot down his hope with ease. Selim decided he could just blame it on shame of running away and getting caught then.

"Uh, yeah Ed, this is, well, we just met him a little while ago, this is Selim Bradley," Al said hesitantly.

"What!" Ed yelled, jumping away. "What the hell's he doing here?" the blonde asked, turning towards his brother. Selim noticed that he kept looking around, like he was nervous about something.

"My body guards tried to shoot him for threatening to hit me once," Pride explained, a hint of amusement in his voice. Oh, that made sense then.

"He ran away," Al told his brother calmly. Ed looked down at Selim now, an obvious confusion on his face. Selim tried even harder not to meet his eyes, knowing the question that was going to come.

"Why'd you run away?" Of course, you think that he would of thought of something in the time he'd walked here. He had a feeling that Ed wasn't going to accept nothing like his brother had. "Did you're dad do something?" Selim's head shot up. He knew his expression told him he was right, so he quickly tried to change it. Not fast enough though, now he couldn't make up a believable lie that didn't make his dad look bad. Sighing, Ed turned away. "We're taking you home."

Selim just nodded and followed the two brothers inside. He still had no idea how Ed had known it had something to do with his dad. He thought Pride said that they didn't know he was a part of… whatever it was, he wished Pride would just tell him.

"They know who Wrath is, I never said they didn't. All I said was they hadn't figured out who I am, and no, I am not telling all our plans to a simple human child like you," Pride explained. Well, that made more sense. They knew his father was a part of some weird thing with strange people, but not him. They must of thought he found out something and ran away, which was actually pretty close to the truth.

Once they explained everything to Winry, who nearly fainted, they decided they were taking him back to Central first thing tomorrow morning. Sitting in the spare room they had given him again, Selim lazily read an alchemy book, thinking of ways to give the Elric brother's the slip once they were on there way back home.

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Fuzzy llama funny llama, llama, llama duck! Sorry, would of updated this a little sooner, but summer work and a killer stomach ache decided to get in my way. Has Selim been caught, or will he pull the rug out from under Ed and Al's feet? Will I continue to ask pointless questions at the end of my author's notes? Probably!

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