Disclaimer: Never will own FMA
Edward Eric couldn't believe how stupid his superior, Colonel Roy mustang was! The bastard decided to test a new flame alchemy technique…in the Eric's military dorm… which destroyed it. On that day… Mustang had the great idea of… not to pay for a hotel room for the Erics but to put him with the Armstrong family.
Now he was with Alex Armstrong going though their mansion… where he showed the brothers portraits and statues of past Armstrong family.
Day one…..
Everything on the breakfast table had some kind of milk in it. Pancakes, muffins, omelettes, and even milk itself. The full metal alchemist couldn't help but growl at the site.
"Young Eric, feast your eyes and your stomach on these delectable treats!"
"No thanks… I'll buy breakfast somewhere else."
Alphonse Eric walked in a very unbelievable site; he was helping Philip Armstrong with something, since… the elder noticed his huge body mass. The Strong Arm alchemist was prying his brother's mouth open while pouring a huge glass of milk into it; his brother couldn't respond….because he was alchemically tied by the rocks morphed around his body.
It went on for ten minutes before Alex noticed the suit of amour's presence in the room.
Day two…..
Edward decided that Philip Gargantos Armstrong was pure evil…. He though that the old man needed some help… but then he locked him in this room, And he couldn't get out alchemically because the room was alchemy proof…where did the guy even get the material? Any how he was locked in here with a bed; a book…about the glories of milk, and too many dairy products… apparently this was the Armstrong's storage room. Who would want to steal dairy products?
It had everything, from milk to imported cheese, to specialized meat and bread… and after ten hour in chibi mode and pouting he decided that his stomach was more important…. who knows how long the dairy king will keep him in here. *sigh*
Meanwhile Al was wondering, where was brother? He asked everyone, the maids, the butler, the Armstrong siblings… maybe oh wait he needs to ask Armstrong elder.
"W-What, you did what t-to brother? Why would you do that, he's not so small that a gallon of milk seems like the ocean to him…..I'm sounding like brother, never mind. He has food right?"
Day three…
Amue was usually a reasonable person but when she saw how cute the full metal alchemist was…the mother instinct triggered in her…. And now the chibi alchemist was suffering under her hand.
The small blond was tied up with long rubberlike ropes pouting at another crazy Armstrong who was making porridge with milk in it.
"Come on Edward you need to eat, here comes a choo choo train." She cooed to the fuming blond.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT I DON'T RIDE NORMAL TRAINS BUT TOY TRAINS TO GET WHERE I WANT TO GO? " A mistake, since his mouth opened.
"Awe, good boy, now here comes a birdie, open up!"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT A BIRD COULD EAT HIM!"
While this was going on, Alphonse could only face palm at another ridiculous site, were all Armstrong this…crazy?
Day four…..
The Eric brothers finally found a possibly sane Armstrong. Strongine made them run them laps and laps around the estate because she decided to use them for target practice, she was shooting rubber bullets and stuff toys at them. It was after lunch, she noticed, Ed was the perfect target because he was so tiny and fast.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT TO HIM AN ANT SEEMS FASTER THAN HIM!"
And Alponse was huge but had more strategy, she asked them for a favour, and they ended up runing laps around the estate.
Finally they ran until dinner time…and Ed ate everything….even though everything had milk in it….an ulterior motive for the running- for-my- life- from- this –crazy- woman?
Day five…
She looked sweet, but she was anything but to Edward Eric. Catherine Elle Armstrong was making the puppy face again to get him to try one of her experimental dishes. It all started when Catherine poked the full metal alchemist awake and took his and his brother into the kitchen at seven in the morning. She's been trying to get Ed to eat everything she made…. Everything had some sort of dairy products on it, even the fruit salad. But he could never resisted saying yes to that face…. While Al quietly sniggered at the side.
Day six…
Freedom from the crazy Armstrong clan!
Author's note: Olivier deservers her own chapter so she isn't in here but all of the other Armstrong clan is here, so review! And every Armstrong has their own way of feeding milk to shrimp chan.
Clue: Someone who have connection to both the best sniper in the military and the flame.