For the next three days, Ed, Al and I were stuck at the Rockbell house. Within the first day, Ed had bothered Winry to the point she threatened to beat his head in with her wrench. So I convinced Winry I could keep him busy. This is how I started my plan to earn Ed's respect.

I trot over to where Ed was flopped out on the grass with Al sitting nearby. I had since changed clothes from what I'd come here in thanks to my summoning abilities. I was wearing a pair of black and white basketball shorts, a lightweight light blue tank top, and sweet, sweet, bare feet. I grinned and slowed. I stopped when I stood next to the brothers, looking down on Ed, grinning like I was planning something devilish. Which, in Ed's defense, I was, but that's beside the point. Ed opened up his eyes. He's probably been napping. He growls and closes his eyes again. I frown and poke his head with my foot. He growls again and glares up at me.

"What?" he growls. I grin deviously. "Winry wants me to keep you occupied so you'll stop worrying about your automail. Now get your lazy ass up before I make you." He growls again and rolls over, covering his face with his arm. I grin. This is what I was hoping for.

I turn and take a few steps away before spinning around. Al watches me, sweating nervously. I love being able to see the animation from the show in here. I take a running start. Al immediately attempts to stop me from running his brother over. Instead, I cart wheel right over Ed. Needless to say, it doesn't get the reaction I wanted. Ed grumbles something unintelligible and goes back to napping. I frown and growl. 'I could wake him for you.' 'You shut up and go back to sleep. I'll need you later.' 'Whatever you say, oh Great Traveler.' When I was sure she'd gone back to...whatever it is she counted as sleeping, I nudge Ed with my foot. "Get up you lazy bag of bones or I'll beat you to a pulp." He chuckles and lay back on his... back... I repeat things to much. "I'd love to see you try." I grin. "Is that a bet?" He opens one eye and frowns at me. "What's that supposed to mean?" I take a step back and gesture my arms to either side. "Why don't 'cha get up and find out?" He thinks about it and shakes his head. "I'm lacking an arm if you haven't noticed." I roll my eyes and pull a ribbon from thin air and tie one arm behind my back. "Better? Or do I need to shrink down to your size so we're even?" Ed was up on his feet within a second.

"What was that?!" He shakes his fist at me. I grin. "Fight me, or are you too scared? Or maybe it's 'cause you're too short?" "SHUT UP!" He charges me and swings his arm at me. I easily duck out of the way and twirl backwards. "Maybe I don't even need both arms to beat you." I tease. He shouts and spin-kicks at me. I nearly let him hit me, but, what'd be the fun in that? I lean backwards and reach up and catch his ankle. "What was that about not needing both hands?" He shoots me a toothy grin. I stand and push him away. He falls into a fighting stance. I grin excitedly. "Suppose I was wrong, but I regularly am. Doesn't mean I lose often." This time I rush him. He blocks each of my swings with his automail leg and remaining arm.

We spend the rest of the day sparring, Al continually telling us to be careful.

By the time dinner is ready, Ed and I have exhausted ourselves and each other. It may have been the most physically straining way to form any bond with someone I've ever had to do, but it was completely worth. Pinako calls us in for dinner and Armstrong carries Al inside. He sits in the front room by himself as we get our food. As Ed shovels food down his throat I can't help but feel bad for Al. I seriously wish I could just give him back his body, but that's one of the things I can't do... I should've just fixed Ed's arm with my powers, but I wanted to meet Winry. I also want to keep the series on track as much as possible, which means giving Winry her screen time. I glance back at the door to the front room.

I'm just too soft sometimes.

I get up; leaving my food untouched, and go to the front room.

"Al?" He looks at me from his box. "Lisa? Is something up? You should be eating." I smile and sit down next to him. "I can eat later. I felt bad leaving you in here by yourself." He shook his head. "I'm fine, really." I grin and lean closer to him. "Al, you can't tell Ed about what I'm about to do, ok?" He looks at me confused. I grin deviously, for the millionth time today. God I'm so devilish. Ed's gunna hate me later, but I don't care.

****************Ed's POV********

I watched as Lisa left the room. She looked kinda worried. I ignore her and continue eating. "If you keep eating like that," Says Granny. "You're stomach is the only thing that's going to grow." I growl and continue eating.

After eating and helping Granny clean up the table I decide to go check on Al. Hopefully Lisa hasn't done something to him, crazy chick...

"Hehehe." "Hey that tickles!" "They're so cute!"

I frown and poke my head around the corner. Lisa and Al are playing with two little kittens. One is obviously a calico, the other is black with an orange stripe from the top of it's head to the tip of it's abnormally long tail. The calico is playing with some string Lisa's dragging around the floor. The black one is sitting on Al's head. They're both giggling like a couple of idiots. 'Where the heck did they get those cats?' I lean against the wall and watch for a while. Lisa's got that silly grin she seems to wear all the time. My mind brings up what happened yesterday. There's no way that she was crying 'cause she got lost. I bet she could've used her crazy abilities to get back here. No, she was crying over something else, and she still tried to hide it. She went with me and Den to visit Mom and check on what's left of the house. She knows what me and Al did. 'If she knows me like she says she does, she knows I don't like pity. Was she trying to hide the fact that she pities us or something?' I bite my tongue to keep from yelling at her. 'She better not have been pitying us or I swear...' Al sits in his box, giggling like an idiot. I shake my head. I can feel myself smiling. 'Maybe she's not so bad... but we're not keeping those cats, she better know that.'

*****************Lisa's POV again********

I grin. "C'mon Splash, I know you can jump higher than that!" I dangle the string above my cat friend. Splashpaw, a calico, jumps, trying to catch the string. "I'm a kit! I can't jump that high and you know it!" She meowed at me. Al didn't understand her, but me being the one who created her, cause she's my OC and stuff... And I can understand anyone from my world... cause I created...I'm going to stop now.

Anyways... Al laughed. "Cats can't talk you know." I grin at Pantherpaw. The black and orange kit grinned at me while playing with Al's hair... or whatever that feathery thing is. "If only he knew." laughs the black kit. Al's having the time of his life right now and I feel really good for helping. 'Don't worry to much Al. No matter how bad it gets for you and Ed, I'm going to do everything I can to make you guys smile... even if it means making a complete fool of myself. I may have come here through an accident... well, I was forced here really, but I'm going to make the most of it. I'll help you guys through everything I can.' I laugh as Panther nearly falls off Al's head. Al managed to keep him from falling somehow.

After about half an hour, Pinako comes and tells me I should REALLY go eat. I nod and stand. "What about the kittens?" Al's hugging Splash rather protectively. I smile and pat his head. "I'll send 'em back home later. They don't get to play with people all that often." Al beams happily, his face getting that adorable chibi look. I head into the kitchen to see Pinako has warmed up some leftovers for me and Winry, who's already at the table. Both Rockbell women look up at me expectantly. I sit down and wriggle uncomfortably. I start to eat. Pinako sets her pipe on the table. 'Oh god what did I do? Is this about yesterday?' I had come back with red-ish eyes and tear streaks. A thousand question race through my mind.

"Major Armstrong told us your story, or what you've told the boys." I swallow some nervousness. Ok, it's not about yesterday. I nod. "I assume you want to ask more about me then?" Winry nods. "We just want to be sure you won't try and hurt the boys, dearie." Pinako assures me. I bite my lip and nod again.

We launch into a "Let's-ask-Lisa-questions-game".

"So you're from another dimension?" Pinako.

Nod.

"And you have a bunch of wacky powers that let you create random objects?" Winry.

"No, I summon stuff from the hammer space, a pocket dimension where some people hide weapons in and pull said weapons from. Kinda like what I've always thought you did with your wrenches." Me.

Winry and Pinako nod, satisfied with that answer.