Wassup?

I now have 268 reviews!

I looked through the reviews for this fic, and discovered that chapters 22, 27, and 33 had the most reviews, all with 10 reviews each. What is up with that?

Disclaimer: I don't own fma.

So, here is chapter thirty-seven!

Ed scratched his head. "I guess so. I don't really have the greatest reason ever, but-"

"What is your reason?" asked Harriet.

Ed blushed. "No, you really don't want to know."

"Just tell, Ed."

"But-"

"Just say it!"

"I just want to know... you know..."

"No, I don't know. Well?"

"I... just want to know what it was like," blurted Ed.

Harriet shrugged. "That's not a bad reason to remember. To tell the truth, that's one of my reasons, too."

Quozl grinned. "So then it's settled! Sorry, Envy. If you remember and Shari doesn't, it could cause some problems."

Envy frowned. "Darn..."

Bacchus led Al, Sari (who was still ranting about muffins O.o), Magi, Envy, and Shari out of the room.

The room was silent for a few moments.

"So, are you ready to dig out those memories?" asked Quozl.

"Yeah," said Ed, "But how do we do that?"

Quozl glared at him. "I will tell you, you impatient little bean."

"BEAN?!"

"Yes, bean."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

Harriet grabbed the back of Ed's coat to keep him from jumping up and strangling the grinning ferret.

"As I was saying," continued Quozl, "You must simply reach into the part of your mind where I stashed the memories. Being part ferret will be very helpful when it comes to this."

"Wait a moment!" said Harriet. "I didn't know being part ferret would give us mind powers too!"

Quozl burst out laughjing. "Of course it does, silly human! By the way, those mind powers are also useful for... certain things. Remember that next time." He winked, making both Harriet and Ed extremely uneasy, wondering what exactly he meant by that.

"Anyways, the memories should be stored wherever you put your forgotten dreams. You should easily be able to locate the correct thing."

Harriet closed her eyes and concentrated. She poked and prodded through her own mind, searching for the lost memory. at last, she found it filed between two tantalizingly graphic dreams she barely recognized as even being her own. She mentally grabbed it and brought it to the front of her mind, and she remembered all the events that had happened the night before.

She opened her eyes to find that she had fallen out of her chair. "What the hell was THAT?" she stammered.

Quozl smirked. "You'll get used to it eventually. Finally you see how inferior your puny human brain really is! Mwahahahahaha!"

"Stop acting like Invader Zim, Quozl. It's seriously creeping me out!" She looked over at Ed, who was slumped over in his chair, glassy-eyed and drooling a little bit. "Is he okay?"

"Don't worry about it. You looked exactly the same just a minute ago."

Silence.

Harriet sat back in her chair, thinking about the memory she had just pulled out.

So, it actually was partly our choice...

She thought about how she had stroked his soft fur, how they had embraced, how they pressed so close together, how they-

Ed suddenly snored.

If it had been an anime, Harriet would've sweat dropped.

"I think he's asleep..." She poked Ed. "Yo, you all right?"

Ed suddenly jumped out of his chair, obviously shaken. "Gagh!"

Quozl smirked. "So, did you find it?"

Ed rubbed his eyes. "Yeah."

"And?"

"And what?"

"Did you like it?"

Ed blushed, averted his eyes, made a weak strangled noise, then managed to mumble "Well, yeah..."

"Good! Well, it would be best that you leave now. Buh-bye!" Quozl pushed them both out of the room, then grinned sickly at them. "Unless you two want to go to that nice little bedroom again before you leave..." He chuckled inwardly at the expressions on their faces. "No? Okay then."

Bacchus led the two to the door. Before the left, he stopped them for a moment. "Please excuse my big brother. I'm sure he didn't mean to harm or distress either one of you."

Harriet and Ed began their walk home, eyes on the ground.

Harriet finally spoke. "I kind of feel confused, upset, happy, sad, sick, angry, sorry, and even a little bit... umm... turned on. Oh damn, that did not come out right at all..." She blushed and looked away.

"It's probably a better idea to not say anything right now," said Ed glumly.

"Probably," agreed Harriet.

So, that was chapter thirty-seven!

What'd you think? Review!

Ed: ...turned on? erm... O.O

Me: Look, I couldn't find any less... vulgar... way to put it. Would it really be any better if I had said "horny" or something like that? Well?

Ed: O.o All right, I think I'm going to go dump cold water over my head...

Me: Okay, sorry, baaaaaad discussion...

Gardell: Nonono, I want to see where this conversation is going...

Ed: O.o

Me: O.o

Gardell: (;

Well, please review!

Toodles!