Again, I KNOW that Liza'a name is Riza, okay guys? I've posted this in the last two chapters. XD Please listen - I do know her name!

Disclaimer - I don't own FMA. Yet.

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The children arrived bright and early Tuesday morning to find another lady in the place of their old teacher.

Roy pushed a piece of paper at Hughes. Since neither of the boys could read or write very well yet, it was just scribbles with the occasional letter or misspelled word thrown in, but Hughes got Roy's general drift and passed the note on to Havoc. Havoc passed it to
Liza, Liza passed it to Armstrong, Armstrong passed it to Ed, Ed passed it to Winry, Winry to Alphonse, and Al back to Roy.

The pyromaniacal preschooler caught the teacher's glare and grinned sheepishly as she shook her head. He stuffed the note in his pocket, satisfied that it had fulfilled its purpose.

"Well, kids, my name is Miss Izumi. I heard some rumors about your last teacher…and I hope that, whatever you did, it does not happen again. I'd hate to see one of you get hurt." she continued as if nothing had happened, writing Miss Izumi on the whiteboard with a blue marker.

Winry raised her hand. "Miss? What's that?" she asked, pointing.

"This?" Izumi traced the tattoo the girl had pointed at. "It's called a flamel."

"The serpent cross?" Edward said, forgetting to raise his hand.

Their teacher smiled slightly. "Yes, that's right. I take it you're Edward…?" She handed out sheets of paper and set a box of assorted writing utensils on the table. "We're going to write our names today, everyone."

"Our first names or our first and last?" asked little Fury, taking a crayon.

"Well, if you know how to write your last name, that's fine. It's up to you." Izumi shrugged. "Now, does anyone need help?"

Fury began to write neatly on his sheet of paper. "K-A-I-N…F-U-E-…um…F-E-U…." He always struggled with the last name thing since he had seen quite a few people spell it differently; however, he was fairly determined to get it right.

Finally, he threw his crayon on the table and crossed his arms angrily. "I can't get it right!" he complained.

Izumi was busy helping Greed in a futile attempt to spell his name. "It's not G-R-E-D, or G-R-O-D, or…"

Envy leaned over to whisper in Greed's ear. "It's S-T-U-P-I-D." An evil grin spread on his face as gullible little Greed began to write the letters Envy dictated.

Havoc read Fury's paper with interest. It consisted of K-A-I-N and then a great deal of scribbling. Next to it lay a broken crayon that had been scribbled with forcefully and snapped under the strain.

"Do you want help?" he whispered to Fury. The smaller boy nodded. "Okay, let's do this. We know it has an E somewhere, but since we don't know where, let's leave it out." The blond wrote quickly with his green crayon on Fury's sheet of paper. "See? Your name is K-A-I-N...F-U-R-Y. Does that work?"

"Yes! Oh, thank you!" Fury threw his arms around Havoc's neck and hugged him. Havoc made a gagging noise and fell over.

"Greed, this really isn't funny." Izumi said sternly, picking up the paper that he handed to her proudly.

"But Envy told me how to spell it!" Greed said, pinning the blame on his friend. Envy hid under the table, still grinning.

Liza whipped her water gun out of its holster and shot him in the eye once more. "You're a bad boy, being mean to your friend like that." she lectured as Envy wailed. For shooting Envy, Liza received a five-minute time out, which Roy protested at the top of his lungs, earning one himself.

Seeing a trend being set up, the rest of Roy's partners in crime began instant misbehaviors, earning themselves various amounts of time facing the wall. Roy jabbed Hughes in the back and whispered at him. "We need to get rid of this teacher-person too."

"Yea, I know. But how do we do it? She's very…um…acceptive."

"PERceptive." Edward corrected, turning to face them. "I like her."

"You WHAT?" Roy yelled, forgetting that he was in time-out and getting another ten minutes added to his punishment. "How can you possibly like her, you…shorty!" he continued in a more quiet tone.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE COULD BE MISTAKEN FOR AN ANT?"

Izumi cleared her throat. "Ten more minutes for you too, Edward."

Roy, with an fanged grin plastered on his little face, whispered at the blond in question. "Hey, Edward…if you want to talk to me, get a stool so you can talk to me face-to-face."

Edward pegged the back of his arch-enemy'shead with one of the many kiddy-sized blocks lying around. "Roy, after I get out of time-out, I'm going to kill you." he muttered. "I'm going to jump on you, tickle you until you die of laughter, and then bring you back to life and kill you again!"

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Sorry about the space between the update, but I had a major Lit paper due and one night to write it in, so yea...