Chapter 5: Lunch

"Was that wise?" Envy asked me as we headed off to the lunchroom. "You think I care?" I said, looking around for Al and an empty table. Luckily, we found the latter. We both reached into our backpacks to take out our lunches. Envy took out his lunch and opened up his sandwich. "Baloney again? Gross!" He said, removing the piece of baloney and flinging it over his shoulder. I hope that doesn't land on anyone... "Check this out." He said as he pulled some Pixie Sticks out of his black backpack. He opened them and poured the colored sugar on his two pieces of bread. I stopped pulling out my lunch and stared. Then, he pulled out a small bag of cereal, the same type of cereal that was all over the floor this morning. He poured it on the sugar-covered pieces of bead, then put the two pieces of bread together and took a bite. "I don't think I'm hungry anymore." I said, reaching into my backpack and finished pulling out my lunch. Envy swallowed. "Come on, you never know until you try." He said, taking another bite.

Just then, Al and Winry walked up. "Hi brother! Have you tried my bacon sandwich yet?" Al said, sitting down next to me. I ripped through the rest of the stuff in my lunch, trying to get to that sandwich. I pulled it out and took a huge bite. Now I know why the mayonnaise was out this morning... "Do you like it?" He said, pulling his own sandwich out. "Like it? LIKE IT? When haven't I liked your sandwiches?" I said, taking another big bite. Al beamed. It wasn't until then did I realize that Winry was staring in horror at Envy and his sugar-cereal sandwich. "Gross isn't it?" I said, looking at the rest of my lunch. Al had a confused look on his face and Winry simply nodded, the look of horror not leaving her face for a moment. Envy winked at her and she put her lunch back into her backpack.

"Hey Al, have you had History or Science yet?" I said, remembering those two horrible classrooms. He shook his head, motioning to me to let him finish chewing his sandwich. "Don't try to sit in the front of the class in either class. And if the history teacher asks you if you know the name of a blond-haired kid wearing black and a red coat, say you don't." I said, glad that I had warned him. He swallowed. "I had History a little while ago. Why would the teacher be looking for you?" Al said, very confused. Winry glared at me. "Because he cussed the teacher out why else?" She said, retaking her lunch out. Al choked on his sandwich and I just stared at her. "I was getting something for my teacher when I hear your voice tell someone to go to hell. I stopped and listed to the whole insult contest. And remember, your suppose to go there after school." She said, taking an apple out of her lunch and taking a bite. Al looked like I had hit him. "You said WHAT to a teacher!" He said.

So I related the whole story about Mr. Mustang, Envy backing me up with details every now-and-then. It shocked me how many things he noticed that I did not and how vividly he could remember things. But, in the end, Al was still mad at me. "You should be ashamed! You don't cuss out teachers! It's wrong! It gets you in trouble! And now you said you have to go to his class after school!" He paused to take a breath, then sighed. "I've got a great example to go by, a mean older brother that chews out teachers..." I flinched. Who knew that words could sting so badly? "Sorry, but do you really want Izumi to find out?" I said as both Al and I shuttered, remembering our training vividly, even though it had been years ago... "Who's Izumi?" Envy asked, putting down his sugar-cereal sandwich. "Don't ask." I said, taking and savoring another bite of the sandwich Al had made.

A think silence settled over the table. "I bit a teacher once." Envy said, finishing off his sugar-cereal sandwich. Winry, Al, and I choked on our food. "You did WHAT!" The three of us shouted. He sighed. "I was in the first grade, ok?" He said, obviously very sorry that he had brought it up. "What...what did the teacher do that made you bite the poor thing?" Al said, his eyes as big as I'd ever seen them. Envy shifted uncomfortably. Then he sighed, defeated. "I wanted to color the sky green, and the teacher said the sky is blue, not green. Then she tried to take the green crayon away... so I bit her hand." He said in a dejected tone. Winry's mouth was open and Al just shook his head. I, on the other hand, laughed. "I hope she washed her hands before you bit her." I choked out. A cracked grin appeared on Envy's face. "Her name was Miss Ham." He managed to say before the two of us erupted into very loud laughter. Soon after, the four of us were laughing our heads off.

"What did she taste like?" I said, gasping for air. Envy stopped laughing and tried to look serious. "I believe I should sue her because she didn't taste like ham at all. In fact, she tasted like cheese." Al and Winry had finally started to stop laughing, but this really got them going. I looked at my watch and frowned because there wasn't much time left for lunch.

"So what do you have next Winry?" I asked her. She pulled out her schedule. "An open." She said frowning at it, "What the heck does that mean?" She said aloud. Al opened his mouth to say something, but Envy cut him off. "Oh cool, you get to go to the Book's Den!" He shouted. Winry arched an eyebrow and we all nodded in agreement. As Envy told her what to do, I staired off into space. Somewhere, in the back of my mind I suppose, something was telling me that my next class wasn't going to be fun. The bell rang and Al, Envy, and I said good-bye to Winry and headed off to P.E.

Sorry it's taken me so long to get this up! One day, I sat down to work and my humor was...gone. Then, not too long ago, I found my humor, but my computer got a virus and went all wacky. But nowit's fixed and I'll conutine to write. Sadly, the next chapter, P.E and Second Elective, will be a little...hard to write. Don't worry, I'll haveup soon enough. I wounder if anyone even remembers my little story. :(

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