The UnwAnted Society: this is for all those who love Alphonse. It's basicly how he feels about being out of his suit of armor after a long wait.
DISCLAIMER: THERE IS NO GARENTY THAT THIS IS REAL! DO NOT TAKE IT AS SO!
ALPHONSE'S FEELINGS
This body, this mangled piece of garbage,
The one that Ionce livedin,
It has housed me for so long.
I couldn't feel, I couldn't taste, I couldn't smell,
All of that is behind me now,
Ever since that day.
Everything I had once known
Is now long gone, far behind.
That is why I walk
In this suit of armor.
Something inside of me
Still burns with
The passion that I once proudly owned,
Sriving to survive;
Thoughout my years of walking
In this mingled state,
It is a strange feeling
That peope don't assume
ThatI am my brother, thatI'm the elder.
Everyone had once believed
That I am my brother, Edward Elric, the FULLMETAL,
But the truth is,
I am his brother, the younger,
Alphonse G. Elric.
The UnwAnted Society: Sorry. That was short.
Ed: (all angry lilke) ARE YOU CALLING ME A SHRIMP!
The UnwAnted Society: No! I was talking about the poem... (sweetdrop)
Ed: ARE YOU CALLING ME A POEM! (attacks The UnwAnted Society with full thrown furry, forcing the auther to withdraw and hide until the next chapter)