A/N: One more after this one. Boy, this went by quick. oO' Page ninety-two (92).
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Fourteenth
Ling was bored, Edward noticed. A bored Ling could only lead to trouble, which lead to more trouble, which usually lead to someone's demise.
Edward watched in the mirror as Ling stared out the open window with glazed eyes. Suddenly, those dull eyes came to life and widened with an evil glint to them. Ed didn't dare move, didn't dare breath...
Suddenly, Ling reached out and nabbed something from seemingly nowhere. Whatever it was, he placed it on his head and leaned forward so he was between Roy and Ed, grinning wickedly at Roy.
Roy risked a glance at the Xingian.
"Please tell me that's not a traffic cop's hat."
Ling merely grinned. "Okay, it's not a traffic cop's hat."
Ed whooped with laughter.
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