Summary: A mysterious stranger takes Edward Elric and deposits him in the DBZ world.
Disclaimer:
it walks alone: (scribble scribble)
freakinCRAZY: (sneaks up behind IWA) (pokes IWA in side)
IWA: YAAAH!
FC: (runs)
IWA: (leaps up) (runs after FC) (downward hammerfists FC) I swear, the next time you do that I WILL kill you. (mutters)
BritKit: (scribbles) El... articulo... little dash thing... article...
Mordecai: I smell fire... Do you think we should run?
BK, IWA, & FC: (ignore)
BK: La... edicion... dash... edition...
M: My fro's name is Delroy!
IWA: That's nice. (scribble)
BK: El... escritor... dash... writer...
FC: Spanish homework?
BK: Yup.
FC: Due last period?
BK: Yup.
FC: Nice.
BK: Myup.
M: (spins quarter) Jesus is like 10 leprechauns, but he's a lot harder to catch.
IWA: (looks at M weird)
M: So what about that pep rally on Friday? Supposedly we have to bring pep.
FC: ...
IWA: ...
BK: Morir... parenthesis o dash ue comma u parenthesis... to die...
FC: That's real nice.
IWA: It is, isn't it.
BK: La... tira... comica... dashthingy... comic strip...
FC: I think she's ignoring us.
IWA: (ties pink bows in M's hair) No, really?
M: You know you've been in chem too long when you start wondering about the percent composition of that crumb. (points to crumb)
IWA: Whatever you say, Mordecai. (pats M on head)
FC: (waves hand in front of BK's eyes)
BK: El... anuncio... stop that freakinCRAZY... dashthingamabob... commercial...
FC: (sweatdrop)
M: (sings) Electrical tape electrical tape!
IWA: (in middle of next chapter) That's nice dear. (scribble scribble)
BK: Upside down question mark... de... veras... regular question mark... dash thing... really... question mark...
FC: I give up. IWA doesn't own FMA, DBZ, or much anything else of worth.
IWA: HEY!
FC: (very quickly) Sodon'tbothersuingbye! (runs)
IWA: (chases) Comebackhereyoulittle...!
BK: (totally oblivious) Upside down exclamation point... no... me... digas... regular exclamation point... dash-ish-thing... don't... tell... me... exclamation point...
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IWA: Now. What was I going to say again? Oh yeah! This is the second-to-last chapter of Alchemy and Saiyans. (hides from furious readers) Wait! Don't kill me yet! There will be a sequel! As a matter of fact, I've already started writing it! But yes, Chapter 13 will be the end of this story. Oooh, unlucky! (I just noticed that!)
"Speaking" Thoughts (Me to you) "Telephone or other such communication device"
Last time:
"Duct tape," Chi-Chi answered. "Capable of holding the universe together."
"And my sanity," Ed muttered.
"I gotta get some of that..." Bulma plotted.
Chapter 12: Enter the—HISSSS!
A few days later:
Bulma, Gohan, Mirai, Goten, Chibi Trunks, Al, and Ed were in the transmit room.
The 'cereal incident crew', aka Mustang, Riza, Hughes, Armstrong, and Havoc were on the screen.
"The fish—" Riza began.
"MR. BUBBLES!"
Riza shuddered.
"Mr. Bubbles appears to be recovering, so we think it's safe to send him back," Hughes finished.
Goten sniffled. "Is he really okay?"
Hughes smiled. "Yup." He held up the plastic bag with the fish in it. "I took 'im to my house for a few days. My daughter loved it!"
"Just send the damn thing already," Mustang growled.
Hughes inched away from him as he put the bag on the desk.
/bloop/
/plop/
/SNAP/
"NOOOO MR. BUBBLES!"
Mr. Bubbles' bag had landed on the edge of the transmit table, rolled off, fallen to the floor, and broken.
"FIND A BOWL!" Mirai yelled.
Everyone zoomed off in search of a fishbowl.
Goten started sniffling.
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Gohan, zooming around Capsule Corp, ran into Vegeta. Almost literally.
Before he couldfly off again, Vegeta grabbed his arm. "What the hell is going on?"
Gohan explained.
"Why do I care if that fish lives or dies?"
"D'you want Goten to start wailing again?"
Vegeta paused. "Point." He turned and took off as well.
He shot into the kitchen, grabbed a mixing bowl, filled it with water, and zoomed to the transmit room.
Goten was still standing there, staring at his fish with watery eyes.
/flop flop gasp choke/
Vegeta shoved Goten out of the way, picked up the fish by the tail, and dropped it in the bowl.
/gasp choke BREATHE/
Goten turned to Vegeta with sparkles in his eyes. "You saved Mr. Bubbles!"
He immediately latched onto Vegeta.
Vegeta twitched.
Everyone else came in and stopped short at the sight before them.
Vegeta turned and pointed at Mirai. "You. Go. Buy. Fish. Tank. NOW."
Mirai gulped and nodded vigorously.
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3 Days Later:
Vegeta, Bulma, and Mirai were in the kitchen arguing over who knows what. (I certainly don't! Ask my muse. But then, it's not important.)
Chibi Trunks bounded into the room, excited. "Hey, Mom! LookitwhatIfound!" he babbled, holding up a hissing garden snake by the tail.
Mirai blinked.
Bulma stared at the snake, wide-eyed.
Vegeta sweatdropped.
C Trunks grinned.
"AAAAAAAHHHH!" Bulma screamed, climbing Vegeta.
"...Being strangled..." Vegeta said in a normal voice.
"I didn't know Mom was afraid of snakes... I can so exploit this.." Mirai grinned evilly.
"AIIIIIT'SASNAKE!"
"...STILL being strangled..."
"Eh? Oh, sorry, Dad."
Mirai took the snake from Chibi Trunks, who was rolling on the ground laughing at his parents' antics. He brought it to the transmit room, put it on the table and slammed a glass container over it when it tried to escape. "It's contained, Mom."
"OH THANK DENDE!"
Vegeta tried to catch his breath.
"Hey! I wanted to keep him!" C Trunks whined.
"Absolutely NOT!"
Trunks and Bulma then proceeded to start arguing, much to the amusement of Mirai and Vegeta. (Who was still trying to catch his breath. Hmm. Must be sneaky.)
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Later:
Mustang walked into his office and inspected his new desk. (Courtesy of First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye.) He sat down and started checking the drawers.
HISSSS!
Mustang immediately slammed the drawer shut.
"..."
"HAWKEYE!"
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Across the building, Riza was getting some papers for Mustang.
"HAWKEYE!"
"Oh great." She turned back to the nameless officer. "Thanks."
She walked back over to the Colonel's office, opened the door slowly, and poked her head in. "...Sir?"
Mustang gave her a death glare. "Riza..." he said calmly.
Riza gulped. "Yessir?"
"Would you like to explain WHY THERE IS A SNAKE IN MY DESK!"
Riza stared. "Umm... I don't know?"
Mustang growled at her.
/ping/
"NO NO NO and NO!" Bulma screamed.
"He's MINE I brought him home and I wanna keep him!" C Trunks yelled back.
Mirai turned to the screen, sweatdropping. "Um, you wouldn't happen to have a garden snake in there by any chance, would you?"
Mustang turned to glare at Mirai and opened The Drawer.
HISSSS!
Mustang slammed The Drawer shut.
Mirai smiled, relieved. "Oh, wonderful. Is it alright?"
Riza reached over, pried Mustang's hand off The Drawer, (which was second from the top on the left side, by the way) took the snake, and inspected it. "It seems to be. I think I'll set this one free."
"THANK YOU!" Bulma yelled from her perch atop Vegeta, who was standing there glaring at anyone and anything.
C Trunks pouted. "But I wanna keep him..."
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Wheeee! Another Mr. Bubbles! Well, at least this one wasn't named. Just a warning—the next and final chapter will be very short. Yes, it's already written. But my rule about reviews still stands. Please leave me a review on your way out.