Me: The chapter you've all been waiting for...
Choco-Neko-Chan: What's that supposed to mean?
Me: Read it and find out...
I stared blankly at the toast that was set in front of me on the small table in our hotel room, "Dad…is this edible?"
"What? Of course it is!" He hissed.
"But…you made it."
"Yes, and?"
"You can't cook."
Dad slammed his head against the wall and slid down it, "Are you saying I can't even make toast."
"It's burnt." Edwin cut in.
"Maybe a little but it's still edible!"
I silently picked it up as black pieces of the burnt bread fell to the plate, "No it's not. Let Uncle Al cook, Dad, I know you were trying to prove him wrong, but…"
"Dad, you couldn't even make cereal right." Edwin interrupted.
Dad hung his head silently, "Edwin! That was just mean!" I demanded
"It's the truth!" He retorted.
"Maybe so but it was mean and hurtful!" I replied slamming my hands on the table and standing up.
"Yeah, well, the truth hurts!" Edwin yelled doing the same as I did.
"Jerk!"
"Wuss!"
"Ass!"
"Bitch!"
"Bastard!"
"Metal freak!"
"Machine junkie!"
He leaned in and began to growl as I did the same.
"Why do I get the sudden feeling of Déjà vu from my childhood when I hear you two argue?" Uncle Al sighed.
"Wha-ow!" I cried as I hit my head on Edwin's when I began to turn.
"See," Edwin growled as he rubbed the red spot on his forehead, "You always mess things up, just like Dad. It's why you're 'Daddy's little girl' remember?"
"What!" Dad demanded.
There was a sudden knock at the door and Dad crawled off the floor to get it. He then opened the door and it was a hotel worker, "You have a call Mr. Elric, also, people have been complaining about some noises down this hall. I was unsure if it was your room or not, but assuming your track record it was."
Dad growled, "Yeah, yeah, I'm going to take the call." And with that he walked out the door.
"See, look at that, people are complaining because you started a whole damn argument." I said.
"What! Me!" Edwin demanded.
"Hell yes it was you, you just had to be so mean. I was going to kindly advise Dad to leave the cooking to Uncle Al, but no. You and your big fat mouth break Dad's self-esteem even more because you tell him he can't even prepare cereal right."
"Oh no, you are not pinning all of this on me, metal princess."
"I'm not a damn metal princess! It's not my fault!"
"Will you two just eat already! I'll make some toast that's not burnt if you two will just shut up!" Uncle Al yelled.
I was started at his sudden outburst, Uncle Al rarely yells, "Y-Yes sir." I whimpered and sat back down as Edwin nodded and did the same. It took a few minutes until the fresh un-burnt toast sat in front of Edwin and I on our plates. I began to shove pieces in my mouth when Dad walked in the door.
"Eat quickly, Alice." He ordered.
"Hm?" I asked muffled by the toast in my mouth.
"That was Mustang, I told him about you no longer taking the State Alchemist exam but he still wants to see you and me."
I stuffed the rest of the toast in my mouth and gulped down the orange juice in the cup beside me. I ran and put on a black t-shirt and slacks as well as Dad's red coat. I brushed my fingers through my hair, uncaring really how it looked. I stepped towards the door, "Ready."
"Alright, then, let's go." He said as he walked out the door and I followed behind him.
After about walking a block we arrived at Central Command. We walked in the door and Dad glided over to the desk to speak with the woman sitting there writing, "We're here to see Mustang."
"I'm sorry the Furher's busy." She replied not looking up from her work.
"Then why'd he just call my hotel to get my daughter and me up here?"
She then turned her head to see us, "Oh! Mr. Elric, I apologize I didn't recognize your voice. I'll call him right now and make sure you can go up there."
She pushed a button and asked if the Furher was ready to see Edward and Alice Elric. Of course he said yes and we took the elevator up there.
As soon as we stepped foot in his office he began speaking, "Why aren't you going to be a State Alchemist now, Ms. Alice?"
"Uh, well, it's just that. I've been having some weird dreams lately, and we were just worried that it might be a sort of warning signal that I shouldn't." I replied nervously.
"Oh really, and what kind of dreams are these?" Mustang asked turning his seat to face us.
"I have automail, like I lost my arm."
"Why's that?"
"I dunno. If I knew we wouldn't assume it was a warning signal."
"I see…" He sighed, "Fullmetal,"
"Edward." Dad corrected.
"Yes, Edward, would you consider rejoining the military?"
"Hell no, boss man, I keep my promises, and I promised Al and Winry I would resign from the military once I got his body back. Plus, I couldn't be a State Alchemist anyway. What's this sudden rush for?"
"A swords man is loose in town right now; I need someone to bring this guy down."
Just then Riza Hawkeye walked in the door, "Oh sorry, am I interrupting something?"
"Not at all Colonel." Mustang said.
"But anyway Mustang, you were thinking on putting my 12 year old daughter out there against some swords man when she can barely use her alchemy yet? Are you freaking insane!" Dad demanded.
"I don't think I could take a swords man right now Mr. Mustang." I whimpered.
"Yeah, Mustang, let Al and I handle it. It'll be fine."
"You sure?" Mustang asked.
"Yeah, yeah, it'll be a breeze, we handled Scar right? And that immortal bastard, there's nothing Al and I can't handle."
"Getting a little cocky there, Edward?" Riza chuckled.
"Hey, I saved Amestris's ass. I'll be fine."
Mustang smirked, "Go for it, Fullmetal."
Dad returned it, "Edward."
We then walked out the door and back down the elevator, "Okay I'll just take you back to the hotel and Al and I will take care of this sword bastard."
"Sounds like a plan, Dad, just don't get hurt."
He scoffed, "You sound like your mother."
"Don't I usually?" I teased.
Dad pushed open the door to the building and locked his hands behind his head, "Nah, you usually sound like me. That 'machine junkie' insult? Totally mine first."
I giggled, "Well great minds think alike right?"
"Got that damn right."
Suddenly there was rustling in the bushes behind us, "Dad," I whispered, "Did you hear that?"
He nodded, "Yeah."
We continued to whisper, "What was it?"
"I dunno, could be that sword bastard."
"What? I don't want to be with you if he attacks."
It was too late I was knocked off my feet by a sudden hand gliding swiftly towards my foot. I began to stumble backwards to re-catch my balance.
"Oh no you don't, you're not messing with my daughter. Alice, get in that alley over there, keep your distance!" Dad commanded.
I nodded and ran away from the scene that was about to begin. The man stuck towards my father and the fight began. There were many dodges and blows; I didn't know how I could bare to watch. People were running in the street trying to get help, this guy had some nerve attacking us right outside Central Command. I then heard a pop of a metal piece in Dad's automail leg as the man's sword made contact with it. Then the next thing I saw was Dad falling to the ground yelling "Damn it!"
The man raised his sword, he was about to strike my father. I had to do something, "No!" I screeched running towards him. I stood in front of Dad and held my arms in front of my face as the sword came down. I then felt nothing but utter pain in my right shoulder. I fell to the ground.
"Alice!" Dad screeched trying to find a way to me.
I lie on the ground watching the man walk towards me. Then a sudden blue park and a fist drew out of the ground punching the man. I turned my head as much as I could, who had done that? Knowing Dad couldn't have preformed alchemy. I saw Uncle Al standing before us. I knew we were safe now, he could use alchemy and get rid of this guy. I felt my eyelids starting to droop and I wanted to pass out. My head was in a wet liquid, that I soon identified as blood. My head was lying in my own puddle of blood, the thing was, I didn't know where the blood had come from. My entire body felt numb, I felt no pain. It was my arm wasn't it? I was able to move my head the slightest angle to see my arm, a few feet away from me, no longer attached to me. That bastard cut my damn arm off.
Uncle Al rushed over to Dad, "It's alright Edwin has gone to get Mustang and inform him of what has happened. He should be out shortly to help."
Dad began to shoo his brother away, "I'm not important," He said, "H-Help Alice."
"Brother, wait, you mean she…"
Dad pointed over to me lying in this puddle of blood, "Damn it!" Uncle Al growled and dashed over to me.
"Alice, Alice, are you alright?"
"Yeah…" I replied weakly, "I don't have a right arm anymore, one that's attached to me anyway."
"What are you-" He began until he turned his head and saw my arm.
"Dad! Uncle Al! I got the Furher, he saw the man down the pathways and went after him! We'll probably see something on fire soo- Alice?" Edwin gasped.
"Edwin, use your construction alchemy and fix Brother's leg so that he can walk and get Alice to the hospital stat. I'm going to go find the Furher and help him with that swords man. He's put my niece in a pool of blood," Uncle Al growled, "It's a personal thing now." He then stood up and ran off.
Edwin nodded and ran over to Dad. I saw a flash of blue light and Dad walked over to me. He picked me off and took the coat of me wrapping it around my bloody shoulder, "Don't worry, Alice, it'll all be fine. I'll even fix the coat and clean it for you once we get there."
I smiled weakly, "Good."
Dad began running to the hospital with me in his arms, I don't remember much after because I my eyelids drooped and then they silently closed as I fell unconscious.
Choco-Neko-Chan: :O Why'd that happen?
Me: Wasn't it obviously going to happen?
Choco-Neko-Chan: Ffftttt...Yeah
