It was a cultural day for the FMA crew as they went to the opera. The sun was shining and Havoc was stoned, and had a hangover, simultaneously. Fury was sugar high also which doesn't bode well for the poor saps in the opera.
"Isn't this going to be nice and dull." Ed muttered as he grimaced at the tuning up orchestra.
"You could use some culture chibi." Mustang grinned.
"Who's so short that he has to duck Cook's Pest control every time he leaves the house?" Ed went on a rant.
"He never said that." Al tried to calm the shorty down.
"Shaddup." Havoc muttered as he tried to take a nap in the theater seat, which was hard considering his long legs.
"It's your own fault for drinking so much at Hughes' party." Hawkeye scolded. "Elysia never stood a chance."
"Which is the reason she isn't here too." Hughes growled.
"It's your own fault for leaving the beer down at that level."
"Shhh, it's starting." Fury shushed jittering in his seat.
"Grrr." Havoc grumbled. The opera went surprisingly calmly, until the soprano lady came on.
"Shut up!" Havoc yowled as he hurled his opera glasses at the unsuspecting lady.
"Don't take your hangover pains out on the performers." Farman scolded.
"Sugar!" Fury smirked as he stole a box of sour straws from a small child.
"Mommy!" the kid wailed.
"Why wont you people just shut up!" he slurred as he knocked out the small kid with the chair as he ripped it out of the ground.
"Who's so miniature that elves go bounty hunting after him?"
"Seriously Full Metal, where do you come up with these things?" Roy smirked.
"Niisan, he only commented on your temper, not you."
"Weee!" Fury yelled as his sugar frenzy led him to pouncing old ladies to get their sugar stash.
"They won't shut up." Havoc whimpered in a shivering mass.
"Back off!" Hawkeye growled as Miroku from Inuyasha came up behind her. "Ok, that does it!" she grabbed her gun out and chased after him after he snuck a grope in.
"How did we get down here?" Farman asked Breda and Hughes as they wandered around the stage.
"Beats me, but look at these cool costumes." Breda grinned at the fat lady suit.
"I feel pretty," Hughes said as he tried on an Old English dress.
"Oh so pretty." Breda continued as he put on the fat lady costume. The three of them got the performers to sing with them under the influence of Hughes' special blend. Meanwhile Fury was still jumping old ladies and stealing their Milk Duds.
"Mine, my precious!" he grinned as he continued possessing the candy.
"Not again." Mustang growled.
"Does this mean we all settle our differences to round up the sugar high maniac?" Al asked hopefully.
"No way." Ed and Mustang chorused.
"The pain." Havoc groaned.
"Here come the cops, should we try to escape?" Winry asked Hawkeye as she beat the proverbial shit out of Miroku.
"Sure." She shrugged as they escaped as the SWAT team arrived.
