Tigger: HAPPY BELATED HALLOWEEN PEOPLE! For all you who know what that is.

Ed: What are you babbling about now?

Tigger: Halloween! It's a wondrous holiday were you dress up in costumes and go door to door and get free candy. I was Link for Halloween!

Ed: Aren't you too old for that stuff?

Tigger: You are never too old for candy!

Ed: You avoided my question.

Amy: In honor of that everyone has to wear Halloween costumes for this chapter. You can wear a costume this entire chapter!

Tigger: Plus we're going to torture Mustang and Envy while they're in costume.

Amy: Okay guys bring them in!

(Envy and Mustang are lowered in from the ceiling in giant plastic cubes)

Tigger: These cubes are fireproof, bulletproof, and generally unbreakable.

Amy: Which is why it is great for the torturing.

Tigger: Now before this chapter begins. (Claps and Mustang appears in a short pink mini skirt. Envy appears in a plam tree costume.) Let the chapter start!

Al: Aren't you forgetting something?

Tigger: Like to thank lilypop8, Stteph., Wandering Hitokiri, Chibi-dj, The RoseBlade Ninja Alchemist, TheWinchesterAngel, YukinoKara, Hanapple, UnbornHope, vampgirl16, Shadowess 88, Emalee Roze, Arden Anam, WhiteWingAlchemist, Fallen Oblivion Angel, Lonelyfairy, Psychotic Pyro Fairy, Twilightstorm1993, and Ria442?

Al: Yes but I mean the disclaimer.

Tigger: But I don't want to.

Auntie Senile: DO IT YOU INGRATE!

Tigger: Yes mam! I do not own FMA or any its characters, ideas, or plots. I do however own OCs like Amy, Amy's family, and Auntie Senile (I have no idea what I was thinking when I made her).

Auntie Senile: WHAT DID YOU SAY?

Tigger: Gah! Let the chapter begin!


Amy stood next to Al nervously. She couldn't believe she was in the Rockbell household. It seemed too good to be true. There was real automail in this house. People who could build automail lived in this house. Amy could meet Winry! Amy's already shot nerves seemed to go into overtime. What should she say? How should she introduce herself? She had to keep her cover story in mind. She had to make a good first impression. Should Al and Ed speak first? Yes, it was their home. Should she begin a conversation or should Winry? Should she bring up automail? Or should she wait until Winry mentioned it? What should she talk about? Amy was staying here for a couple of days until Ed got his automail fixed, and she didn't want to be a burden. Maybe she should offer to help? But Amy knew nothing about the mechanics of automail. Plus she was supposed to be studying for her big test. Would it seem rude if she spent all her time reading? It was better then hanging over Winry's shoulder right? What did Pinako think of her? She had made such a fool of herself before with the book situation. A nervous sweat began to form on Amy's neck.

"GAH! I can't sweat it will make me look bad," Amy berated herself, "I have to make a good first impression. Winry is my idol."

"Here you go," Pinako said coming into the room with Armstrong behind her

Armstrong was holding a tray which he placed on the coffee table in the center of the room. Five mugs sat on the tray in a circle. Ed took a cup and leaned back into the couch. Armstrong also took a cup and so did Pinako. Amy hesitated. One of the cups had to be for her right? The only other person who could take a cup was Winry. So that must mean one was for her. Amy still didn't move. What if it was a custom here to make one more cup then they planned on serving? It seemed silly but Amy knew nothing about this country. She didn't want to do something wrong.

"Are you not thirsty?" Pinako asked Amy.

Amy jumped slightly and blushed.

"Oh no, I was just thinking," Amy told her.

Quickly, Amy walked over to the tray and picked a cup. It was warm and steam rose from the drink. The drink had a slight cinnamon-like smell to it and was a dark brown. Careful not to burn herself she took a small sip. It tasted like a cinnamon bun with added chocolate.

"This is really good," Amy complimented, "What is it?"

"You've never had this drink before? I'm surprise I thought everyone in this country has had it," Pinako confessed.

Warning bells signaled in Amy's brain. She couldn't let anyone know that she wasn't from Amestrsis otherwise she would be locked up in jail by the military. Mustang could only protect Amy so much.

"Quick remember your cover story," she instructed herself.

The story was basic. According to the story Amy was born in Amestrsis, this way she wouldn't have to take a citizenship test. Her parents were foreigners who snuck into the country illegally, that was supposed to explain why there was no record of Amy or Amy's parents. Amy's family, including her two younger sisters, lived in the woods by Auntie Senile and she was the only person who knew about them. Two months ago there was a huge fire and both Amy's house and family burned to the ground. Since then Amy had lived with Auntie Senile. A few days ago Amy apparently decided enough was enough and that she was going to move on with her life. She decided to join the military so that she could serve her country and see the world outside the forest she grew up in. In his letter Mustang said it was this or that she got raised by wild chipmunks. Amy decided to stick with the former.

"Amy's got foreign parents," Ed lied without taking his eyes off his mug, "She doesn't know anything about our country."

"Okay Edward what did you do to your automail now?" Winry questioned walking into the room.

Amy froze. What should she do now? Did she say hi or be quiet? Winry probably wanted to talk to Ed and Al first though. Amy's heart started racing. Damn nerves! They weren't helping. Amy decided to make herself appear as small as possible and backed up into a corner. That way she wouldn't get in the way. Winry was an idol to her! There was no way she was going to mess this up.

Winry paused as she entered the room and took in the sight before her. Ed with only one arm.

"WHAAAAAA!!" she exclaimed.

"Oh sorry, I got it busted," Ed apologized, although one could tell he wasn't really upset about the automail.

Amy watched as Winry started to shake. Maybe it was a good thing she had picked a corner. She really didn't fancy getting hit with a wrench.

"BUSTED-UP!" Winry screeched, "Wait one minute! Just how were you using that first class automail that I painstakingly made?!"

"It got smashed into little pieces," Ed chuckled as if it was no big deal.

Amy felt kind of bad for Winry. It sounded like she had worked really hard on that piece of automail. She continued to watch as she saw Winry's soul seemingly fly away. Being in a manga was weird like that. A loud thwack could be heard and when Amy looked Ed had a wrench in his skull.

"That's got to hurt!" she winced.

"So what happened?" Winry asked still ticked off, "And why's Al busted up? Just what were you guys doing?"

"Erggh," Al said while shrinking down in his box.

"Hey Winry, Amy is a big fan of yours," Ed said in an effort to distract Winry and her wrath.

"I'm going to kill you Edward Elric!"

Amy became more nervous as Winry turned to face her. She couldn't talk to Winry. It was impossible! But she was going to do it! She would get to talk to Winry! One of her favorite characters ever! A mix of nervousness and happiness spread through Amy's body giving her a slight jittery feeling. Her throat seemed to close up and her heart was pounding way too rapidly to be healthy.

"A fan really?" Winry asked.

Amy nodded too awestruck to say words. Winry had just talked to her! Winry Rockbell had just talked to her!

In less then a second Winry was in front of Amy.

"I'm so happy! I've never had a fan before! Is my work that great? Tell me all about you. I want to know more about my first fan!" Winry exclaimed.

"I'm Amy," Amy managed to squeak out, "I really like your work. I think it's amazing what you can do."

Sparkles came to Winry's eyes.

"Thank you so much! I've never had anyone appreciate my work like that! If you ever go missing a body part, come to me and I promise I'll build you some automail!"

Amy's chest swelled with happiness. Winry was talking to her! Winry liked her! Winry said she would build her automail if she ever needed it! This was amazing.

"Thank you," Amy thanked her, "It means a lot to me to hear that!"

"My first fan!" Winry celebrated, "Tell me more about you."

Amy smiled. Did this mean she and Winry were becoming friends? That would be awesome if that happened.

"Winry, what about my automail?" Ed asked now that Winry was emitting a murderous aurora.

"Be quiet Ed," Winry ordered her anger coming back in a second, "I bet Amy wouldn't break my automail."

"I would try my best not to," Amy admitted sheepishly, "I'm sort of a klutz though."

Amy would definitely try not to break Winry's automail. One Winry had made it and two she didn't fancy the idea of being hit with a wrench.

"That would explain the bruises," Pinako pointed out.

"Amy fell down a hill on her way here," Al told them.

Amy blushed slightly. She didn't want Winry to think of her badly. Maybe Winry didn't like klutzy people? Amy hoped not.

"Why don't you go take a shower?" Winry offered, "I have something you can put on your cuts afterwards."

"I couldn't," Amy refused, "I don't want to be a burden."

"Nonsense, you're traveling with these guys right?" Winry asked motioning to the Elric brothers.

Amy nodded.

"Then you have to stay here while Ed gets repairs. You can even stay in my room, if you don't mind the floor," Winry laughed.

"Thank you very much, but I couldn't do that to you," Amy tried to refuse again.

"It's no problem. Come on I'll take you to the shower now," Winry said.

Amy barely had a chance to put her cup down before Winry dragged her out of the room.

Ed and Al stared after them in disbelief.

"What just happened?" Ed asked with wide eyes.

"I think Winry made a new friend," Al replied.

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Amy emerged from the bathroom clean and bandaged. Her dirty clothes were in one arm and her bag of bathroom supplies under the other. She shook her wet head like a dog to shed some of the excess water. Then she ran a hand through the short locks in order to comb it back down.

"Winry is the best person I have ever met!" Amy decided happily.

Not only had Winry offered her a shower and a place to sleep but had also given Amy some of her old clothes when Amy explained her clothing situation. She only had four pairs of clothes and they were all dirty. Amy was now wearing an old form fitting brown tee-shirt and a pair of black slacks. The shower had made Amy feel great. The warm water had relaxed her poor tired muscles while washing away the dirt and grease she had picked up. Of course afraid to be a burden Amy had taken a very speedy shower and made sure everything was in order before leaving the bathroom. But what to do now?

"I should start studying," she reminded herself.

Amy did some calculations in her head. She had wasted half a day and it would take three days for Ed's automail to be repaired; she remembered that from the series. They would probably leave on the fourth day which meant Amy would have to stay in Central for ten days. Mustang's letter explained she would be staying with some military officers until she took the test in Central. His letter also stated there would a physical exam, an oral exam, and then a written portion.

"Sort of like the State Alchemist test except without any alchemy," Amy thought, "Physical will be to make sure I'm in shape. Oral for my speaking skills. Written for my knowledge."

The written part of the exam would be the easiest if Amy studied enough. Physical would be okay. Amy was in average shape so unless they demanded ten thousand push-ups she should be fine. It was the oral that would be the hardest. Talking to strangers, especially members of authority would be hard for her. Amy had enough trouble asking her previous boss for her paycheck. Now she would have to lie in front of the leaders of a country. Her stomach dropped at that thought and Amy felt a bit weaker.

"I have to think it about it later," she told herself, "I should study first. My first goal will be to read all the books before we leave the Rockbell's."

Taking a deep breathe Amy went to go look for Winry. She needed to thank her and ask her where her books were.

"It would be nice if I knew where things were," Amy thought.

Winry had given Amy a very small and speedy tour of the house. Which resulted in Amy becoming flushed and remembering only the location of the bathroom and Winry's room. Neither of which would help her because Winry did not do her work in her room.

"Maybe I should just stand here until someone finds me," Amy muttered.

It was true that eventually someone would come across Amy, but how long till then? Winry was probably working on Ed's automail and so was Pinako. Armstrong was probably chopping wood or doing some other 'manly' job. Al couldn't move and Ed was probably walking around town. So Amy would be stuck there. Then again Amy could go look around, but that was an invasion of privacy.

"I should put my stuff down first," Amy added as an afterthought, "Let's see Winry's room was…that one!" Amy declared finding the room.

Shyly she walked over to the door and knocked, making sure no one was in it. There was no response. Quietly Amy reached out and turned the knob. The door creaked open and Amy poked her head in. She let out a sigh of relief. It was Winry's room and it was empty. After closing the door behind her, Amy headed over to the pile of sheets and pillows on the floor. That would be where she would be sleeping. Around her bed was a ring of miscellaneous objects that Winry had had to shove out of the way. Winry explained to Amy that it had been busy the past few days and she hadn't gotten around to cleaning. Piles of clothes were on the floor along with sketches of machine pieces and various tools. Behind the pillows was Amy's bag, her books, and the brown paper bag her cell mates had stuffed in her crate.

"Someone moved my stuff for me. I'll have to thank them later."

Amy smiled. People in this world were very nice and considerate. Not that there weren't people like that back home, but it was harder to find them. Everybody was concerned with their own lives, yet the people here seemed to always have some time to help others. Amy's stomach clenched. Her friend Allison was like that. She was willing to help others to any extent and always apologized for offering to help. Allison was sweet like that.

"No, I can't think like that!" Amy berated herself, "I'll be home soon enough. I just got to hang on. I just have to be strong. No more break downs for me."

Taking another look at the books Amy sighed. Those were some pretty thick books. Maybe she would skip exploring. That way she could start studying and if someone needed her it would be easy to find her. Amy placed her pillows against a bug clunky machine on Winry's floor and rested against them. She picked a book from the pile. It was titled Amestrsis: A Military Country. Amy dismissed any thoughts about her weird predicament and opened the large book.


Tigger: It's now time for our wonderful show! TORTURE MUSTANG AND ENVY!

Amy: I think these pictures are torture enough.

Tigger: Enough is never enough!

Ed: Cause that makes sense.

Tigger: Shut it Ed!

Amy: First off, we're going to add some companions to Mustang's tank!

(Amy claps and a bunch of men appear in Mustang's tank)

Tigger: Mustang the playboy meet these homosexual men. Homosexual men meet Mustang.

Man 1: Oh he's so pretty.

Man 2: Very pretty.

Mustang: Look gentlemen I appreciate that you know fine beauty when you see it but I'm straight.

Man 1: That's what they all say.

Mustang: TIGGER!

Tigger: We're letting our audience know that no homosexuals we're harmed during the making of this chapter only Mustang and Envy.

Amy: Now moving onto Envy. Hand do your work.

(Giant hand comes and grabs Envy's tank and begins to shake it up and down.)

Envy: Damn you Tigger!

Tigger: I'm afraid that's all the time we have folks. Join us next time for...

Auntie Senile: WAIT I DIDN'T GET TO DO MY OBSTACLE COURSE OF DOOM!

Amy: Oh no not that!

Tigger: SORRYREVIEWERSGOTTORUNSEEYANEXTTIMEPLEASEREVIEW!

(Tigger and Amy run away.)