Afterward
"And the moral of the story is…don't let your brother sing show tunes!" Ed proudly exclaimed. "But Ed!" "Al, just don't do that anymore."
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After, Afterward
"Hey, I just realized something." "What Roy?" asked Havoc. "Hughes didn't even show us any of his damn photos of his kids in this fan-fic." "Your right! Let's celebrate!" "Oh, I forgot to show you my slideshow of Elysa from her school play!" Hughes appeared with a sliding projector reel. "Can this get any worse?" Suddenly, that mysterious talking blue towel appeared once more. "Don't forget to bring a towel!" "What in the hell is that thing?" Roy asked, pointing to the towel. "Beats me." Havoc said, lighting up a cigarette. "You getting high? Can I join you?" the towel asked. Hughes, Havoc, and Roy stood in shock. "No! Beat it!" the three of them shouted to the towel. "OK." said the towel and left. "Ready to see my little princess in her oh-so-cute costume?" Hughes asked, holding up the reel. "Hey, towel-creature! I'm going with you!" "Me too!" As Roy and Havoc followed the towel, Hughes rushed after them, carrying his projector reel with him.
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Yet Another Afterward
"Man, this fan-fic is screwed up." Riza said. "Indeed!" Armstrong added.