"Ed…Why'd we leave?"

"Shut up, Al, you know why we left!" Alphonse sighed, the sound echoing in his armor.

"Where are we?" Ed stopped walking suddenly, and re-adjusted his red coat over his…Wings. He hadn't gotten that good a view in the mirror…He just saw his wings and freaked out. He wasn't sure what other bird characteristics he had gotten…He'd check it out later.

"We're in the slums, basically." Alphonse looked around. The streets were really dirty, and trash was everywhere.

"Brother….Why don't we just go back?" Edward laughed harshly.

"Back? Yes, let's go back and put me in a lab why don't we?"

"The Lieutenant wouldn't let you be put in a lab, brother!" Ed crossed his arms and huffed quietly. "Besides," Al continued, feeling that he had the upper hand, "You could do with some medicine…And food!"

Dammit, bringing food into the conversation… Ed thought. His brother knew his weakness….He hadn't eaten in a day, a record for him.

"Well, Alphonse, what do you suggest we do!"

"Go back. Get you some medicine and some food, and figure out what's wrong with you." Al said quietly, knowing that Ed would reject his idea.

"Great idea, Alphonse." Edward spun around.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye!" Al bowed quickly, but Ed didn't care for such formalities.

"What are you doing here!" Ed snapped.

"Brother…"

"I came to take you two back. Don't give me that look, Ed, we're not going to put you in a lab or anything. Did you really think you two could stay out here?" Hawkeye put one of her hands on her hip, the other dangerously near her gun.

"That bastard Colonel sent you, didn't he!"

"No, I came on my own. The Colonel is still at Central." Riza smiled a little bit. "Edward, don't make this any harder on yourself then it has to be…."

Ed crossed his arms again.

"Look…" Lt. Hawkeye bent down to Ed's level, who turned his head away childishly. "I know for a fact that Colonel Mustang cares about you boys, and seeing you like that just got him really mad at the fact that you would endanger yourself like that." A moment later she stood up again, sighing. "Fine, Ed, be a child and stay here."

"I'm not a child!"

"I'll just have to go back to Central by myself. I'm getting hungry, aren't you? There's probably lots of food in the mess hall…" Ed groaned.

"Fine. We'll go with you." He muttered. Al laughed a little, before Ed glared at him and shut him up.

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"Colonel?"

"Yes, Havoc, what is it?"

"What are you going to do when the others come in?" Jean put down his pen thankfully. Conversation means bye-bye paperwork.

"I told them they had the day off, which means that all of this work is yours…." Mustang looked at Havoc from over his paperwork. The 2nd Lieutenant sighed.

"Hawkeye, you'd better get back here or I'll…" Havoc leaped out of his seat when someone knocked on the door, eager for the chance to procrastinate doing the work as long as possible. Roy put down his pen and laced his fingers together, resting his head on them.

"First Lieutenant!" Havoc saluted her quickly. "And—"

"Edward and Alphonse…" Mustang finished for Havoc. "What a surprise."

"No surprises, Mustang." Ed warned him. "And none of your manipulating either!" Roy sighed dramatically.

"Dear, dear, how will I live? FullMetal, Havoc will go get you some dinner from the mess hall while Hawkeye gets you some medicine from the infirmary. Ed nodded. Surprisingly, he was tired again. Probably shouldn't have done all that running/walking/tripping.

When Mustang returned to his work after sending his subordinates out, Ed walked over to the adjoining bathroom.

"What's the matter, FullMetal, didn't get a good look the first time?" Roy asked without having to lift his eyes from the case file. Ed growled.

"Just checking…And no, I didn't get a very good look." The Colonel shrugged idly and continued writing.

Once in the bathroom, Ed locked the door, and then double-checked and locked it again. When he was semi-satisfied, he looked in the mirror.

His eyes were huge…He had never realized that birds had such big eyes. He looked like a freaking owl, without the feathers. Wincing slightly—His wings still hurt a little---He shrugged off the red coat.

The day before, when he looked in the mirror, he looked in and saw two huge foreign objects behind him. That alone had been enough to make him throw up. However, now that he looked at them, they weren't that bad.

The down feathers were a creamy whitish-tan, and the other feathers were a really pretty blondish-gold…With a start, Ed realized that they were the same color of his hair.

During their period of "running away" from Central, Ed had also realized that something was wrong with his auto-mail. The leg was larger then the other one, which was a royal pain in the ass, making him trip a lot.

However, his auto-mail arm was smaller then the other.

"Great…" He muttered, staring at his now-useless leg. "Winry's gonna have a field day…" Shaking his head in disbelief at his stupidness, Ed was about to put on his coat again, then smiled. He dropped the coat, and tried to spread out his wings to full wing-span. Hurt like hell, but…He couldn't wait to see the Colonel's expression…Roy had only seen parts of his wings, since they were all folded and stuff when Al brought him in.

Ed unlocked the door and walked into the room. Al gasped loudly, and Havoc and Hawkeye's jaws both dropped. Roy stopped writing and looked up, and his jaw dropped as well.

"Your wings are so pretty!" Al exclaimed. Havoc whistled and tweaked his cigarette.

"Can you fly!" Alphonse asked, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.

"Dunno…." Edward sat down on the couch, folding up his wings. "Bet I could!"

"No. Flying." Hawkeye said sternly, glaring at Ed.

"You could be seen, FullMetal," Mustang waved a hand for no apparent reason and continued working. Ed grumbled, but lightened up at sight of the food they had brought, and attacked it at once.

Poor Edo! Yesyes.

NEXT CHAPTER! ((dundundundun!))

Winry will come….AND SHE'S GOING TO BE PISSED.

And…Maybe some other stuff.

BWAHAHAHA. Now you know what he looks like….Every single review I got said, "Well, what's Ed look like!" So…Ha.

Sango-maru: Perrrrty Edward! I could never make him ugly. Actually, its still summer vacation over here, so I really have no excuse for not updating. But I'll definitely use your idea when school starts!

KamauFox: I told you what he looks like!

NC Ace: See above.

The Feral Alchemist: Yes, I would!

Freanch-fri-freak: See above! It is short, huh:sweatdrop: Yes, Roy is a royal ASS.