Wow. 99 reviews. I just realised, I could have launched some kind of an event for the 100th review or something. Like, at around 80's...
I wonder...
The first review I will get for this chapter will be my first 100th. I ... would ... write a story for them, either from my list in my profile, or something they suggest to me.
But- even if the review number is over 100, please, please review? Please?
There are quite a few points I'm thinking of right now...
Oay, uhh. I'm... actually thinking of putting in a slight... ... one sided RonEd here. I'm not really sure about it, and I would REALLY like to hear what the readers would have to say. I'm actually thinking of putting mostxEd until at some point either Ed or Al cracks. So... if you no like, please, PLEASE tell me... I am still not going to put any pairing.... ... .. . but right now I'm unsure. Convince me to or not. please?
So... right now I'm playing around with ... RoyEd, an outward suspicion of Elricest(you know how protective they are), Al/Hermione/Viktor, MAYBE RonEd, and PERHAPS, just MAYBE HarryEd, a DracoEd where Draco doesn't know Ed's a boy (ahemTaranovahumhum)
Also, I'm in the process of rewriting an OPFMA (One Piece and Full Metal Crossover), because the one when I first wrote it down... it is BEYOND suckish. Therefore, I might be later in my updates (I used up all of my spare chapters - I really have to WRITE now). To whomever interested, I might warn you that it isn't as funny as this one... I wrote it more for ... dark ... sadness-angst, rather than humor. If you're going to read the first one... called The Short Encounter, I'm not stopping you, but I swear to myself that it SUCKS.
Anyways.
I don't own HP or FMA, characters or plotline. This story is more like a subplot .... enjoy, and please Review.
Some confusion may occur, please tell me and I'll try to explain.
Prolly lots of cussing, especially since it's ED we're talking about.
There will be some hints about Boylove, mainly RoyEd cause I'm a fan like that. It won't be explicit, and all hints of pairings... okay, all hints of RoyEd is ultimately for humour. Humor. whatever. It's for fun. Don't take it seriously.
Rating. The day I move this fic to M Rating is the day I get 10 reviews saying 'change it to M!'. I trust ye people to be calm about some cussing and some nekkidness. No scenes, people. Remember, T. TEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
I'm keeping the main story around two pages limit, even if I have to cut it in the middle of something.
Nrtlm2 - Ahahah! I wonder what? (No seriously, I have no idea) Sapphia - Don't get used to it, please! But I'm glad you like! ForverFallin - Sorry about the short name... I am QUITE lazy about everything at the moment... I'm glad you like it, I just had to put that Goyle in. Mistytail - Thanks! Lolmaster - I made them QUITE ignorant... I feel stupid... I think this will probably continue until the Yule Ball. Oops... damn. Youthflwlfie - Sorry for the short name, I'm too lazy to write down everything... your name IS quite long... Aw... ;A; it wasn't? Now they would... I think. At least in the next chapter the would. Riley Carbine - My, my! Is that a suggestion for a RoyEd? *wink wink* Hirahayami - I should shorten this name up as well... uhh, yeah it was long, but I don't know if I can keep it up. ... well, I doubt I'll keep it up. Please still like it, though!
Hostilesilence - I should shorten yours too, really. You made the 99th!! WHO will be the 100th?! XD Of COURSE Ed doesn't mind broken bones for Al!! When I update, not only Goyle will cry, but Crabbe will... will... Crabbe will sulk!!! For days!!
I enjoyed so much reading your reviews.
I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I did!!
Alphonse woke up staring at two golden orbs staring back down in worry.
"Uuuugh… what happened?" he asked, trying to get up. Trying.
"You came out last, with 17 points," said Edward, pushing his brother back down. "They cut loads of your points for destroying all of the other eggs," Ed shrugged, and smiled.
Alphonse's eyes rolled about, taking in the surrounding environment. There was nobody, except for the brothers, and he assumed either they were in a special room in the tent or the rest had already been treated and left.
"So I wasn't dreaming of being flattened to a crepe…" Al's eyes settled on Edward, who smiled.
Ed had a bandage around his head, a neck brace, a sling and more bandages underneath his clothes, by the looks of it.
"You?" asked Alphonse.
"I got the highest, 2 points higher than Harry Potter," grinned Edward, showing one smaller canine tooth which Alphonse assumed was magically re-growing after being popped out.
"And I swear, Alphonse Elric, that if you dare do it ever again," Ed smiled as he grabbed onto Al's fixed wrist, "I will personally leave you at the Gate," he squeezed, "somehow."
"Ugh, whatever," replied Alphonse, struggling weakly to get his hand out of Ed's vice-automail grip, "so I'm last? At least I'm not dead."
"Yes, but you get less time to prepare for the next task, being injured like that, where we're supposed to figure out what it is with the Eggs."
Al's eyes went wide. "The Eggs…. Damn the Gate!! The Egg-!!"
"It didn't break, if that's what you're worried about, I brought here so we could figure it out together. This is yours," replied Edward, tossing the Golden Egg on Al's chest.
Alphonse sat up, with Ed's help, and tossed the Egg around in his hands before opening it.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-
Ed snapped close the Shrieking Egg.
"GuHUGH!! What the … fuck… was that?"
"I have… no… idea…" said Al, his eyes blank as he tried to get rid of the ringing in his ears. He shook his head, looked at Edward with a grin, and said, "Let's try that again!"
Alphonse was re-tying his shoelaces when he had heard the voice.
"Excuse me, young man."
"Yes-oh." Al's face quickly dulled to a nervous frown. Rita Skeeter. "Um, I need to go-"
"I only need a few words from you," said Skeeter, smiling sweetly as he sat Alphonse back down onto the bed. "I only didn't get an interview from you out of all of the champions."
"Brother didn't say anything about having an interview-" oh why did he send Edward off first to the library?!
"He just might have forgotten it, I assure you." Rita smiled, the floating quill next to her quivering slightly as it jotted down, seemingly, everything.
"I guess…" Al sighed. He let his eye trail towards the parchment, to make sure he didn't say anything that could be twisted to … "Why is that quill saying that my 'eyes clouded over with concealed love for his sis-'"
Al blanched.
"W-wait, E-Ed's not a-"
"Oh, just ignore the quill, please, do continue." Said Rita, smiling uneasily as she ripped the parchment off and stuffed it in her crocodile bag.
"Wait, what-" Alphonse shook his head. He didn't want to know. "Uhh, sorry, but I gotta go-"
Before he got up, he was grabbed by the reporter (read Evil Woman) and sat back down.
"Oh come on, it's only an interview-"
"Ed!!" he yelled, seeing his brother come back towards the tent.
Thankfully, Ed saw him, and the reporter, and started running.
"Al?" asked he, coming into the tent, and scowled at the green-clad woman. "You again?!"
Rita only managed to push her quill into her bag when Edward grabbed it, with Rita still hanging onto it, and shoved it through the back of the tent, before grabbing Alphonse and stomping out the front.
"Come on!!"
Ed glanced back as they reached the castle. "What did she do this time?"
"She wanted an interview… thank you so much for getting me outta there," smiled Al.
"Hey, no prob," Ed smiled back and let go of his hand. His face then turned dark, "she tried it with me, too. Stupid floating quill started writing me as a she…"
"Um… yeah." Al couldn't help himself but blush, thinking back to what the quill was writing in the tent. Thankfully, Ed wasn't looking back.
Alphonse remained quiet until they reached the library.
To do is to be,
To be is to do;
Beedoobeedoobeedoo.
... or was it the other way around?
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