Well I never update anything anymore...I'm getting lax. EVENTUALLY look for the next chapter of Romance of Steam. Not sure if this will make any difference in this chapter, but I'm listening to the whole Incubus Crow left of the murder CD...in ORDER (bum bum buuuuuuum) now...for reveiw responses to last chapter.

Responses

MarinaofLemuria-...Thanks!

epobbp-Yes...don't even get me started on procrastination.

cyberwolfmk2-A random thought while watching FMA.

? -Awesome, thank you for the spelling lesson. Being serious. The proverbial instead of peverbial is making sense now.

End responses

v.v;; pitiful I know yet...on with the story!

When we last left...

(Shiggity shiggity sh-)

before that...

SIX HO-

BEFORE THAT!

"Be ready bright and early!"

Much better.

The adepts had said their "broken hearted farewells" to their families. Mia's grandparents had long since moved to Vale, to better their health. "Mia, why are you leaving again?" asked her grandmother. "Are you finally gonna make some pour sap lucky?" A vein in Mia's temple suddenly twitched. "No granma, I told you, I have to go on a journey. I was blackmailed by an old man."

"...So you already got drunk, and laid an old man?"

"NO!"

"...Oh. Were you sober?"

"Granma, I did no such thing! Quit asking these perverted questions!"

Mia's grandpa looked up from where he was sitting, replying to her "Sweety, your grandma just doesn't want you dying a virgin."

"...I'm glad I'm leaving. GOODBYE."

As everyone gathered around Kraden's hut, the old man stepped out himself. "Welcome friends, prepare to travel to your first universe!"

"Don't call us your friends Kraden, we're your blackmailees, and that is what you shall refer to us as."

"Sure thing Ivan. Now, BEHOLD!"

Kraden took a little thing out of his pocket, which he placed on the ground. Pressing a small button on his cottage wall produced alot of smoke, which when cleared, resulted in revealing a black hole, with a strange breeze blowing through it. Ivan and Sheba looked sceptic about it, being experts on the wind, and kicked a rock towards it. To everyones surprise, the "hole" toppled over, onto what was a steam powered fan. "...Stupid wind adepts. Oh well, come inside and I'll show you the real transportation machine."

As the eight adepts walked in, Piers suddenly wrinkled his nose. "Whats that smell?" Jenna also wrinkled her nose. "It smells...musty...and eyeballish." Everyone looked at Jenna strangely. "Errrr, Jenna, I hate to ask, but... how do you know what eyeballs smell like?" asked Garet. Jenna suddenly became very interested with a curtain on Kradens wall, where the smell seemed to be coming from. Pulling it aside, Jenna snorted. "Kraden...why do you have the wise one tied to your wall, with a cake on his head?" Kraden came out from behind a hidden panel he was just in, replying "How else did you think I was gonna send you? Technology? I found the wise ones weakness. He has no arms and loves cake. If you put a plate of cake on his head, he automatically becomes immobilized, afraid he'll ruin the cake. So I just poke this into his eye and we should be good to go." said Kraden, holding up a cable. Ushering the adepts onto a nearby platform, Kraden jabbed the wise one in the eye with the cable. It made a certain clicking sound, as the wise ones eye suddenly resembled a screen full of static, before turning black. After a short interval, a window poped up on the Wise Ones eye. An audible voice rang out softly from the stone "Welcome to the Installation wizard, for Weyard Universe Travellers 1.0, optimized for broad band."

"Finally, we have... W.U.T." said Kraden, pointing to the welcome screen. Poking the SEND button, the platform around the adepts suddenly began to glow. From the platform, the room began to go out of focus, colors changing from ultraviolet shades, to dark hues, before a whirring noise was heard, and Kradens voice was heard in their heads. Hey, can you hear me ok? Where you're going is technilogically advanced, and you might feel the need to be inconspicuous...but you dont have too! You'll probably all be treated like freaks though. Good luck...newly dubbed freaks!

As the world seemed to come into focus, it was vastly different from their original surrounding. Their feet were on a hard, black surface, along with metal objects trundling along the apparent pathway. Loud noises were emitted from them, as people hung from the sides shouting slightly rude things. "GET OUTA THA WAY, yah FREAKS!" yelling things similiar to that. A djinni,who had crawled onto Jenna's shoulder, suddenly sneezed, charring the owner and his car, who jumped out screaming. Isaac took the little fire spirit, petting it softly, "You'd think he's never seen a mystical elemental being who, when combind with the rest of his kind, could bestow the power of a god on people."

"Yah, you'd think thay'd heard of that, huh freaks?"

The eight adepts turned to see a man in a big suit of armor, next to...Ivan?

"Ivan-chan?" said Sheba, venturing forward. The guy looked just like Ivan, other than he had on black clothes covered by a red coat and had white gloves on. Ivan piped up from the back, "What, Sheba-chan?" he said walking to the front before freaking. The giant in armor and the other seven adepts prepared themselves for the 'look at that handsome guy' one thousand year old cliche. "Man that guy is-"

"One super"

"Miraculous"

"wonderfully"

"rea-"

"-lly"

"UGLY SHORT GUY!" They finished unanimously, before at each others throat, continuing to speak in unison.
"Whadd'you call me?"

The man in armor had a surprisingly high voice, as he skirted the two midgets/heroes/idiots who were fighting, walking to the other seven. "Umm, hello friends. That is my big brother Edward Alric, and I am Alphonse Alric. He's fifteen and I'm fourteen, and you don't look like you're around from here." Mia looked at him strangely, before replying, "I think you need to explain some things Alphonse, like about the types of alchemy arouund here. How is it different from ours?"

"Where are you from? Like another universe?"

"Yep"

"Wait who are you?"

"Garet."

"Oh...are you always slack-jawed?"

"I AM NOT SLACKJAWED!"

"Oh, I couldn't tell cause of your hair."

As Garet was weeping into Mia's shoulder, the fight between Ivan and Ed heated up. Ivan Leapt backwards suddenly, hurling a gust towards the state alchemist. In turn, Ed clapped his hands, dropping to the ground, transumtating the ground underneath Ivan. Ivan was suddenly rocketed up by a pillar, as Ed was blown away into the side of a building. Ivan, taking advatange of the height, suddenly created a purple glow within his hands, bolting plasma into a helixing blast of energy. In turn, Ed had transmuted the buildings remains into a plasma cannon. He immediately fired, before spotting the bolts of plasma lightning energy. Ed pulled his red cape over him for some sembalance of cover, as he whimpered fitfully.

The seven adepts and Al simply ignored the giant explosion, Garet still sniffling into Mia's shoulder. Felix looked up at him, counting off the points with his fingers. "Ok...so this is a world where alchemy is formed by scientific equal exchange. Human alchemy is forbidden. You guys tried it, and this is what happened. You're brothers looking for something called a "philosophers stone", probably our stone of sages. You guys are half screwed. One of your friends died by helping you, wow that sucks. A colonel and his assisstant are in love with each other, but won't admit it..."

15 minutes later

"...and finally, for the 48th point, you're brother is a short guy eith one real arm and one real leg. Wow, if I actually cared to not ruin this lame gag, I would be scared about how many fingers I have!"

"Err... Felix...you still have ten."

"Riiiiiiiiiiiight."

"Also, Felix, I haven't told you guys any of that stuff, how did you know if you're from another world?"

Felix quickly stuffed the Full Metal Alchemist manga deep into the plothole that was his back pocket. "I...don't know?"

"Works for me."

"By the way did they both die or what?"

"...Ask Sheba, she has an Ivan sixth sense...I think, it could just be cause she's a wind adept."

Al nodded, before turning around and pulling a Golden sun and Golden Sun 2 players guide from his plothole armor. Flipping through it, he got it, and loudly said, "Ooooooooohhhhhh." Jenna suddenly became suspicous, as she called out, "Why are you shouting out 'Oh', like that?"

"...Found a bowl of Cheerios."

After searching through the rubble, The group finally found the two, unconcious and drained. "C'mon, you guys can stay out our house, well...we don't have a house, but you can come stay at our friend's Winry's house!"

WE BREAK IN OUR STORY TO BRING YOU A LOOK INSIDE THE AUTHOR'S PLOT WRITING METHOD!

Max stared at the computer screen for about fifteen minutes, before deciding to get up and fix him a sandwich. He counteracted his decision by watching a few minutes of Aqua Teen Hunger Force, and then a whole episode of Samurai Champloo, before waiting five months to write the rest of his story.

THANK YOU!

The Next morning.

Edward Alric woke up sore, yet refreshed, while Ivan woke refreshed, yet sore. Ivan sat up yawning, in Ed's normal room. Ed himself was sleeping in the guest room, and simply rolled over as he woke up. Ivan, without thinking, pulled on a pair of Ed's clothes from his closet, gloves, jacket, and all. As he walked down the stairs half asleep, a girl called from the top of the stairwell sleepily, "Good morning Ed! You're never awake this early." Ivan didn't answer, continuing down the stairs. As he entered the small dining room, which was packed with his friends, an old woman, and a suit of armor.

"Good morning brother."

"Wow, you are up early, you lazy layabout of an Elric."

Continuing to ignore the old woman Pinako and Al, Ivan sat down beside Shiva. Seeing him sit, Shiva cleared her throat slightly, before saying, "Err, this seat is saved!"

"It isn't saved for me Sheba-Chan?"

"Only Ivan-Chan can call me Sheba-Chan, jerk!"

"but...I am Ivan-chan!"

Alright, leaving you with a hint of whats to come...four people who have read my fic. Ok...review...you know how it is.