NOTICE: "The Real FullMetal and Other Wondrous Raps", "CAN with Alphonse Elric", and "Drabbles to Chew On" will be discontinued until further notice. I will be using the time I would normally be spending on these stories to work on "Downhill to Central" and a new story I am writing. Feel free to still request things for "Drabbles", though!
OMIGOSH I AM SO SORRY I WROTE THIS LIKE 2 DAYS AGO AND I FORGOT TO UPLOAD IT!
Pairings: None, really, I s'pose.
Word Count: 363, a nice long one before it goes on break.
Rating: T
"Look at him, he's steaming…" Someone muttered in the crowd. Edward's ears picked up that comment and millions of others as he stared in amazement and anger at the huge sign posted above his head in the mess hall.
THE FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST: A HUMAN, OR A CLEVER SHRIMP? The poster then went on to tell about how there are some species of shrimp that are smart enough to disguise themselves as humans, complete with pictures and diagrams. The most interesting thing, however, was a list in the corner that explained how Edward was like a shrimp and how he was different.
Edward Elric eats like crazy: NON-SHRIMP
Edward Elric does not grow past the age of 10: SHRIMP
Edward Elric has an antenna: SHRIMP
Edward Elric sticks with only one other of his type: SHRIMP
The list went on and on, listing most of Ed's bad habits and characteristics for the world to see and classifying them as "shrimp-like".
Edward let out a growl he couldn't hear and ran towards the middle of the crowd, then straight to Mustang's office. He opened his mouth to yell, but then heard voices behind the door and closed it.
"Boy, we got 'em good that time, Colonel." A voice laughed.
"Yes, Havoc, we did. I can't wait to see the look on FullMetal's face!" A second voice replied.
"He'll be soo mad…" A deeper voice said, laughing along with the others.
Ed had had enough. He threw the door open with a flourish and clapped his hands together, bringing them down hard on the floor.
TWO DAYS LATER"Hey, Colonel Mustang?"
"What do you want, Breda?"
"When d'you think FullMetal'll let us out of here?"
"I don't know, Breda."
"I need a smoke!" Havoc gasped, trying to break his way through the solid wall that separated the three soldiers from the door. Ed had also sealed the window.
"Hey, Colonel Mustang?"
"What now, Breda!"
"Didja really leave your gloves outside?" There was a pause.
"Yes, Breda."
"I'm hungry and I need a freaking smoke!" Havoc howled, banging on the wall. The other two followed suit while Ed stood just outside the wall, grinning his head off.
Inspired by NC Ace's request, although I dunno if that's what she meant…Oh well. That was funnn to write!