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Argh, this chapter is painfully short. Oh well. I might submit chapter 6 after this just because of the painfully short-ness. (Who so small you could knock him down with a blade of grass?) cough I'm not good at making up Ed spazzy moments. Oh well. Not to mention its kinda badly written. I don't think I spent very much time trying to make this chapter sound legit. I can't remember. What's my name again? -cough-

Disclaimer: FMA is not mine, therefore you will not find the rights to it in my house. I swear. You won't. Really.

Claimer: I own the many empty cans of soda on my deskthat helped me live through writing this thing.

Alright well, yes I know, once again my inability to make upchapter names has struck. Beware. I mean, who names a chapter 'form?' Kinda misleading if you ask me. Not much of a chapter to be mislead on though. Gah, I'm starting to not make sense. Now go I'll.

Chapter 5: Form

Roy ran straight into the bathroom, to find it was empty. He looked around a couple more times to make sure, but it was definitely empty. He suddenly heard his name being called from downstairs. He yelled in reply.

"Maes? That you?"

"No, this is your toilet speaking! Of course its me!"

Roy ploughed down the stairs and ran into the kitchen where he heard Hughes' voice coming from. He was standing there, looking out-of-place with his clothes and red markings, but other than that there was nothing strange. And yet Maes had an odd look on his face. He pointed up at the ceiling. Roy realized with a bit of a shock that they were standing under the bathroom.

"Uh, Roy? I just fell through the ceiling. Is that bad?"

He couldn't help it. He burst out laughing, followed by Hughes' hearty laughter. He suddenly realized that even though Hughes had always been an abundant source of humor, he barely ever laughed himself. He had a nice laugh, deep and full, but not too deep.

After a while they calmed down, and Roy glanced at the clock. He had twenty minutes to be in his car and gone. Well, I think this is a viable excuse to be late, he thought, glancing at his fiend.

"Hughes, can you take on a more human-like form? I mean like the Fuhrer's secretary did, and... well..."

He decided not to tell him about the Fuhrer for now.

Maes turned sharply to look at Roy.

"So you know about her...?"

He realized that as far as he had known, Maes hadn't known about the Homunculus at all. Only... he had been hiding things from him... He'd have to ask him how much he had known later.

"Yeah."

"Alright...well..."

Hughes took a deep breath and simply thought about changing to how he looked before, and felt a strange sensation. Before he knew it his skin was less pale, his hair was slightly less black and he was wearing his old uniform. Roy watched in silent awe as the transformation took place.

A grin slid over Roy's face.

"Well then, Brigadier General Hughes, let's go get ready for work."

Roy walked off towards the downstairs restroom whiles Hughes just stood there, a dumbfounded expression plastered to his face.

"Brigadier... General!"

End Chapter 5

Now what you've all been waiting for...what? you weren't waiting anxiously for this moment to arrive, counting the seconds until you couldread my a/n? Oh well.

Thatz of the Dragon knights: Yes I know, why'd he have to die? -sob- Well actually, it could be considered a plot device and -slaps self- Stupid plot devices...

NubianQueen413: Wow, you really like reviewing my story, dontcha? XD Well That's good I suppose. coughkeepreviewingcough

Ah yes, we've all thrown our socks at the T.V. at one point or another in our lives...

I think everyone should return hugs. Come on peoples! Spread the luv! -huggles abound-

Patience, oh wait, never mind, shoulda found out his ability from the chapter already...unless I write so badly that you can't figure out the stuff crucial to the main plot...that wouldn't be good, now would it? O.o

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Thank you for your reviews, and to everyone, please R&R! Flamers should know better than to play with fire -tsk tsk- But I haven't recieved any flames yet, so that's good.

P.S. I now have all 12 chapters of the prologue finished! Although as I said, I'm no good at writing endings, and it just sorta ended up...bleh-y...But now maybe I will be motivated to write the main story! Thankies!