Chapter nine: Youswell
Four hands slammed into a desk, and two chairs clattered to the floor as two forms rose up sharply.
"YOU'RE SENDING US TO YOUSWELL?" Coniniaue and Edward shouted in unison.
"Yeah. Edward, I know you've already been there, but it needs to be checked on. We check on it every few years. Since the townsfolk seem to like you the most, we're sending in you." Roy glanced up from his desk. "Is there a problem?"
Edward sighed. "I guess not. Fine, we'll go. But Alphonse has to be able to come with us!"
"You can bring him, but you can't bring him on the inspection. Okay? We expect you back in a week or less." Mustang ordered.
"Fine, fine. When do we leave?" Edward asked.
"The train leaves in ten minutes."
Again, in unison with Coniniaue: "WHY DO YOU HATE ME?"
Edward and Coniniaue ran as fast as they could, Alphonse close behind them. At the last moment, they all caught the door and threw themselves inside. "Gah…" Coniniaue, Edward and Alphonse sat down. Because he was so big, Alphonse had to take a whole seat, forcing Coniniaue to sit next to Edward. "This is stupid. Youswell is a quiet town, they don't need to inspect it."
"Apparently, they do. Why else are they sending their two best alchemists?"
Edward yawned and looked out a window. "Hey Coniniaue, I can see Youswell. We're almost there!"
He blinked and looked at Coniniaue. "Coniniaue?"
Coniniaue's head was laid on his shoulder, her eyes shut tight. Edward sighed. "She's ASLEEP…"
Alphonse woke up right then. He blinked, and if he could, smiled. "Ooh, brother, someone likes you…"
Edward's cheeks turned red. "She doesn't like me! She's ASLEEP, Alphonse!"
"Then why didn't she fall asleep the other way and sleep on the armrest?"
"I don't know, Al. I don't know."