It was a beautiful, sunshiney day, the perfect kind of day to, you guessed it, go to the beach. Edward managed to get Al, Roy, Riza, Hughes and his family, Armstrong, and Winry to come with him. The calm before the storm...
"We're goin' to the beach! Whoop!" sang Edward, dancing around, obviously happy that he didn't have to work.
Roy grumbled, being the obsessed workaholic he was.
"Cheer up, sir," Riza said, saluting to her superior. "Because we're goin' to the beach! Whoop!" cried Riza, tearing off her suit, revealing a bikini.
Roy was taken aback and had to pinch his nostrils so blood wouldn't spurt out of them. A blush was upon Roy's face, as drool slightly dripped from the corner of his mouth, ogling Hawkeye.
"That shut him up," Edward said abruptly. "But why should I care? We're goin' to the beach! Whoop!"
Alphonse sweatdropped.
"Come on, Al, we're goin' to the beach! Whoop! Be happy! Like this!" shouted Ed, shaking his booty.
That only caused Al to sweatdrop more. "We're going to the beach, whoop," said Al timidly, not wanting to make himself look like a total doofus, which is what Edward was doing.
Winry came up to the celebrating Edward, and stood in front of him.
"Whatcha doin', Winry, I'm trying to whoop!" said a disappointed Edward.
"Well," said Winry slyly. "Let me whoop with you!" She ripped off her clothes, revealing a bikini similar to Riza's.
Edward was aghast. "Eew! Put your frickin' clothes back on! That's disgusting!" cried the abhorred Ed.
Winry was angry with this response. "Fine, Edward, Alphonse will appreciate a woman like me!" shouted Winry. She walked over to Alphonse.
Alphonse sweatdropped, and said, "Ehhhhh..."
"Ugh! You two are hopeless! I KNOW Mustang will appreciate me!" said Winry, as she trotted to Roy, who obviously liked having two woman whoop around him.
"Daddy's little angel is going to look sooo cute in her new swimming suit, now isn't she?" Hughes asked Elicia, who giggled.
Armstrong watched the antics around him, pink sparkles around his head. "I shall whoop with you!" he cried, as he flexed his massive muscles.
Alphonse sweatdropped once more.
-At the train station-
"Are we there yet?" Alphonse asked his brother.
Edward remained quiet.
"Are we there yet?" Alphonse asked again.
A vein throbbed on Ed's forehead.
"Are we there yet?" Alphonse asked yet again.
"Would you shut the hell up, Al, we're not even on the friggin' train yet!" yelled Edward.
Hughes covered his daughter's delicate and impressionable young ears.
-On the train-
The whole little gang was seated in the back of the train, away from awkward stares. Roy was sitting between Riza and Winry, grinning like a giddy schoolgirl. Maes sat with his wife and daughter, ranting on about how kawaii Elicia was going to look in her new (and expensive) swimsuit. Ed sat across from the Hughes family and next to Alphonse. Al seemed to have shut up since Ed's little outburst at the station. Edward was obviously worn out from all the whooping he did earlier, as he leaned against the window and sighed. Armstrong, bless his heart, had to sit across from Roy and the gals. Yet even still, he was anticipating a wonderful day at the beach. Heck, they all were. And that concludes the first chapter of this adventure.
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