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Fullmetal Sensei Edward Elric! Student Profiles
#2. Name: Lisa Franksteiner
Age: 15
Birthday: June 8th
Sign: Gemini
Height: 168 cm.
Weight: 47 kg.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color:
Brown
Likes: Marionettes, cute things, possibly Ed
Dislikes: Her freckles
#7. Name: Enya Milosovich
Age: 16
Birthday: November 30th
Sign: Sagittarius
Height: 170 cm.
Weight: 50 kg.
Eye Color: Yellow
Hair Color: Orange
Likes: Guys in general, ice skating, frozen confections
Dislikes: Women, especially older ones
Note: Is often referred to as the "Physical Embodiment of the Female Stereotype".
GYRAX Presents…
Fullmetal Sensei Edward Elric! Volume 1
Lesson 3:The Sisterhood of Seven
It was a marvelous Friday morning for Edward Elric.
The smaller but older of the brothers pushed his body up, so it would it nice and straight. He still felt a bit groggy, even after rubbing his eyes, seeing as he was not exactly a morning person, and he always had to wake up at 6:30 in the morning; his eyes were not even fully opened yet. However, a bright light radiating from the sun greeted him through his window. It beamed on his face, bringing extra warmth with it. Though a bit sleepy, Ed was a little delighted by this warmth.
But there was another feeling conflicting with his current mood; it was one of unease and suspicion. This small sensation was enough to really wake him up. After opening his eyes completely, he scanned the area of his bedroom. The first thing he noticed was that Al wasn't at the wall where he normally was. The second thing he noticed was the lineup of seven girls in maid uniforms, sitting at a seiza position in front of his bed. Ed took his time to identify all of them by their features. It didn't take long until he realized who they all were; it was the "Sisterhood of Seven" from earlier. Lebia and her crew were dressed as maids and sitting right in front of his bed.
"Good morning, Sensei!" They all bowed as they greeted him in a heartwarming tone. The problem, however, was that Ed has immediately seen the problem here; they were at his house.
"What are you girls doing here?" Ed asked. He was not in the mood to deal with this now. After all the crap he went through being the teacher, from the numerous fights between students, to having to deal with Ms. Clara constantly, he did not want this at all.
"We want to make it easier for you, Mr. Ed." Lebia replied, as she pushed the bridge of her slim glasses over her silver gray eyes. "We understand wholeheartedly that you were having such a hard time with your job through this entire week, and we didn't want Friday to go as badly s the first four days, so we came to assist you in any way possible."
"I appreciate it." Ed answered, still feeling irritated over something. "But the thing is, you're on private property."
"Sorry for the intrusion." Lisa apologized. "So, how about we make up for it? We'll do your nails!"
"I'll change your clothes!" The delightful redhead Enya chimed in, her yellow eyes shimmering with merriment, as she was swimming in her own fantasies.
"I can change my own clothes, thank you!" Ed shouted, as he grew angrier and angrier, further convincing himself that these "maids-in-training" were determined not to leave the apartment.
"Even better!" Lisa exclaimed. "I'll give him a full back massage!" Our ruffle-haired young lady approached Ed, her heart warmed up knowing that she'll be able to help her troubled teacher.
"That should be my job!" Enya retorted, worried that Lisa would have the boy all to herself; heaven forbid her fantasies cane crashing down on her. She could not help it; she was obsessed with him. She did not meet boys very often before she signed up for Ed's class.
"I claimed it first, so it isn't!" Lisa retorted, trying to get Enya as far as she can get her away from their beloved teacher as possible.
"What the hell is your issue?" The redhead spat at her.
"I just want to keep your hormones in check!" Lisa snapped. She pulled Ed right out of his bed by his legs and practically threw him on the floor.
"Be careful with him!" Lebia commanded, knowing very well that things were already starting to go downhill from here.
Ed was now lying on the floor, pissed off and in pain from banging on his chin on the hardwood. He frantically tried to get up, but Lisa already had her hands on his back. He was apparently too mad at the moment to enjoy her "services". Lisa, however, was grinning at Enya, silently telling her that victory belonged to her. This infuriated the redhead to no end.
"Get your clammy hands off of him!" Enya shouted. The vein popping in her forehead indicated that she just about had it. She came over to the ruffle-headed girlie and kicked her straight in the face. Quickly after, she picked Ed up and forcefully put him back on his bed, laying him on his stomach. Then, she threw herself on top of his back; she started giving him a massage of her own. She felt a bit low for having to result to this measure already, but that feeling began to dissipate rapidly because she knew that her little desires were fulfilled for the time being.
"I already told you were not to get anywhere near a boy unless you knew him!" Lebia commanded.
"But I do know him!" Enya shouted back, trying hard to make sure she could remain on top of her beloved teacher.
Ed was angry as hell now. If you looked past Enya and looked directly at him, you could see steam literally coming from his ears. He was a little steam engine, but he was going nowhere fast. Then, out of the blue, Lisa came and grasped Enya's wavy hair, and started pulling it with all of her might.
At this point, our little "bluenette" Meryl turned her head away; she couldn't stand watching fights; they were too appalling for her to watch. Alex turned her head away for a different reason; she was too ashamed to watch. Han, however, was at the edge of her seat; she was practically waiting for a chance to just jump in and take in the "festivities".
"Al, do something!" Ed shouted to the seven-foot suit of armor that was his brother, who was standing at one corner of the bedroom, feeling regretful over something.
"Sorry, Oniisan." Al said, his voice sounding a bit shaken as it resonated from the confines of his helmet of a head. "I couldn't do anything to stop them."
"You're just standing there, damn it!" Ed shouted back, still infuriated over the thickheaded girls who were only busy with their little catfight. He was convinced Al did not really want to do anything to stop the girls, seeing as how much a softie he was; he figured out that part of Al's persona, as well as a few other traits, after being with him for practically his whole life.
Lebia was already fed up with it; this was not what she hoped would happen. The whole purpose for being here was practically defeated, nay, obliterated. She pushed up her slim glasses over her eyes and gave Marcia, standing to her left, a good hard glare, giving the tall bronze goddess the impression that she was ready to issue her a command, specifically.
"Marcia!" Lebia shouted. "Subdue them!"
The bronze goddess complied and approached the two; she was surprisingly calm about it. She pulled them off and tossed them straight at Lebia's feet. She was merely carrying out orders, after all.
"Don't be so hard on them!" Ed shouted after he saw the girls practically thrown onto the floor.
"They must be punished." Marcia replied, knowing full well that in the long run, this was for the girls' own good.
"Now stay there." Lebia said, rising up one of her folded paper fans. She came down on them and ---
WHACK!
"Just let me change my clothes, and we'll be off to school." Ed sighed. He has grown from angry, to just plain tired; he was already fed up with it. Suddenly, his right arm was being pulled. Thinking that the mayhem started all over again, he turned behind him hastily. "What is it?"
"Your arm." Lisa replied. It just so happened that it was her holding on to his arm. "It's fake."
"Oh yeah." Ed replied.
"Why?" Lisa asked, as curious as could be.
"I can't tell you." Ed mumbled. He did not want to give away his past with anyone. He felt it was not a good idea to tell them about his mother, and how she died, as well as how he and Al attempted to transmute them back to life, only to have Ed's right arm and left leg, as well as Al's entire body, taken away from them. And all that pain was just to create this ugly, unholy amalgamation of flesh that just stared at him with the most demonic eyes that he could ever recall; it was gasping for air, as it was moving around, crawling all over itself. It was a nightmare that Ed or al could ever get out of their heads.
"Just forget you saw it." Ed added. He went over to his closet and threw the door open, revealing his wardrobe.
It turned out that all his outfits were exactly the same, red coat, black shirt and pants, and everything.
The girls just gasped. "Dayamn! He does wear the same thing!" It was just like in a cartoon.
(O)
"We may already be late as it is." Ed spoke as he, his brother, and the seven young ladies behind him were walking the streets towards where their class was to take place. Ed was still a bit annoyed by their expected visit, but the cool morning air calmed the younger Elric down a bit. The seven girls behind him were now in their respective school uniforms.
"Sorry, Sensei." Lisa apologized. She was a regretful for unable to help out her troubled teacher, but at the same time, she was a little furious because most of it was that redhead's fault. Every five seconds, she would give a quick but accusing glare at Enya.
"Really," Al replied. "It's ok. I know you mean to help out Oniisan, but you need to control yourselves."
"Tell her," Lisa sneered, looking at Enya again.
"What the hell is your issue?" The redhead spat out again.
"I told you!" Lisa retorted. "You need to keep those damn hormones in check! Even ask Lebia!"
"She's right." Lebia just nodded, really hoping that would end the puerile little squabble, but alas, it made Enya angrier, much to the leader girl's disappointment.
"Are you trying to turn the world against me?" Enya protested.
"Don't overreact!" Lisa replied. "I just don't you to throw yourself all over my Ed like a cheap – "
"What did you say?" The redhead cut her off. "Your Ed?"
Lisa covered her mouth; she just made a big mistake, and she knew it very well. She whispered to herself, "Crap!"
"You tried to steal him, didn't you?" The furious redhead ran up to the older Elric, who was just about to make a break for it. She practically clung to him before he got a chance to even put one foot in front of another. Enya quickly turned to her freckled rival and snarled at her. "Hypocrite! You shall burn in hell for that!"
"You let him go!" Lebia commanded. "This is not to be tolerated within the Sisterhood!" Though her command was strict and to the point, she knew that the redhead was not listening, nor was Lisa.
"Let him go this instant!" Lisa cried out. "You heard Lebia! And what is this 'I'm going to burn in hell'? You're coming with me, Lust-freak!"
"You shut the hell up!" Enya gave her quite a demonic glare. It even gave Ed and Al a spook. "Why should I listen to you? So you can smother him behind our backs?"
"Just let me go!" Ed yelled out. He has had enough of this, so he used all of his strength, and luckily with the help of his mechanical arm, he pushed her out of the way. The sheer force had him take a few steps back.
"See that?" Lisa said, hoping that finally, the redhead would actually get the point. "Sensei hates it!"
"Weren't you going to try it too?" The redhead spat back. "Stop making excuses and pretending to be the good girl, and admit it!"
"Why don't you just leave people alone?" Lisa growled. "At least I restrain myself from straddling just about every guy within my field of vision!"
"That's it!" Enya cried out. "You're a dead bitch!" She tackled her freckled rival down to the sidewalk. It didn't take much for the scuffle to become a full-fledged catfight. A cloud of dust covered over the fight; fists and feet were flying all over the place.
"Cut it out, girls!" Ed shouted. Like with Lebia, Ed knew that the girls weren't listening to him.
Again, our little bluenette Meryl turned her head away; she couldn't stand watching fights; they were too appalling for her to watch. Alex turned her head away for a different reason; she was too ashamed to watch. Han, however, was at the edge of her seat; she was practically waiting for a chance to just jump in and take in the "festivities".
"Marcia!" Lebia demanded, again looking at the bronze goddess, who was standing to her right, ready to issue her command. Marcia picked it up instantly. Lebia spoke again. "Subdue them!"
"Right." Marcia complied. She walked over to the dust cloud that was almost shrouded the brawl.
Ed saw the look on her face when she approached them. "Don't be too hard on them- "
"Oniisan!" Al cut him off. "Look out!"
Ed looked around, and that was when it hit him; he was standing in the middle of the street. How could he not have noticed this at all? He was standing right there. Before he dug too deep into that thought, the sound of tires screeching pierced his ears like a dagger. He turned around, only to find out it was too late.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
And that was when a black sedan ran him over. Before he was hit, though, he had a vision of himself wearing a tuxedo, with Enya at his right and Lisa to his left, both dressed like brides. Not a good vision to have before an automobile hit you.
WHAM!
(O)
"We're sorry, Sensei." Lebia said. She was definitely feeling like crap. She should have told Ed, but she was too fixated on the catfight to notice. Then again, would you rather watch a fight or a guy standing in the middle of the street? Indeed, Lebia's day was very bad, but it was not just she. All seven girls had the same feeling.
"Damn." Ed moaned, as he was pushing his body to an upright sitting position. He looked around to see where he was; he immediately noticed that he was wrapped in bandages and sitting on a hospital bed. He looked around the room he was in, and indeed, he was in a hospital. Again, the first thing he noticed was that Al was not there. Then he looked around further and saw the seven girls standing in front of his bed. The first thing that came out of his mouth was, "Where's Al?"
Lebia took a step forward. She made it clear to the other six that she was to speak. She looked straight at their pint-sized teacher. "Al's taking over for you during your absence."
"Excuse me?" Ed replied.
(O)
"Where's Shortcake-sensei?" Nami asked, knowing full well that Ed was not here. God forbid Ed would actually hear that. She ran her fingers through her cherry blossom pink hair.
"He's been hospitalized due to an accident." Al replied. "And he doesn't like it when people call him that." Al seemed to be aware of the fact that she only said that because Ed wasn't here.
"Yeah!" Another student called from the back. "But you're just saying that because he isn't here!"
"Oh, put a damn lid on it!" Nami spat back. She was already sick and tired of people "taking a stand"; that always pissed her off.
"Why don't you make me?" The other girl yelled back.
"Stop it, right now," Al interrupted. "Or I'll have to chastise you!" Al did not like that look of this. Since he was filling in his older brother's position, he was going to go through the same burdens he was. It was not like he did not want to teach; it was that he knew what Ed had to go through, and he was not sure if he himself could handle it. Add to it he had to baby-sit Ms. Clara, his assistant. Granted, he liked her, and she reminded him of his mother, but if she stole something, Ed would be all over her like barnacles on a whale. He somehow knew that this was going to get ugly fast, and that this might be too much pressure at him. How could he ever cope with this? The next thing he though up was…
This isn't going to end well.
(O)
"Why did you girls cut class?" Ed inquired. Do they really like him that much to cut class for the sake of just visiting him?
"We wanted to see you, Sensei." Lebia replied. "You were knocked unconscious when the car hit you, and we had to put you in this military hospital. We wanted to apologize for our transgressions. I hope it's all right."
Ed sighed; although he didn't want to have his own students cutting his class at the end of the first week, he didn't want to be a total jerk. "It's fine."
Lebia turned to Enya and Lisa, who had bumps on their heads; the two looked awfully ashamed. The leader girl motioned her head for them to walk forward. Lisa had a teddy bear, and Enya brought roses already in a vase. Lisa put her teddy bear on the table at Ed's right, and Enya put the roses on the table at Ed's left. They both walked back and stood next to one another in front of Ed's hospital bed.
They both spoke in unison. "We apologize for our transgressions. We will never do it again." Fear could be heard in their voices; they were obviously afraid of something.
Ed noticed the bumps on their heads. "What happened to you two?"
"I took some necessary measures to make sure they were really sorry for their actions, Mr. Ed." Lebia answered.
The older Elric cringed at the thought of what might have happened to the two romantic rivals.
"We assure you," Lebia continued. "You will not have to worry about any more misbehavior among the Sisterhood of Seven. We must not leave a bad impression upon our idol."
Question marks popped up all over the confines of Ed's brain. "Idol?"
"Yeah." Lisa answered. "You're our idol, Sensei."
"Really?" He could hardly believe what he heard. Since, when was he ever an idol? What did he do to get himself a fanbase? Though the feeling of him being an idol certainly brought him a sense of celebrity.
Lebia spoke. "Do you remember when you fixed that clock back in Kenworth?"
"Oh yeah," Ed replied. Information was rushing back to his head like a whitewater river. "It looked like it was put together, but in all the wrong places. It seemed like alchemy was the only way to fix that thing."
"That was my clock." Lebia answered. "The day you fixed it was the day I almost gave up on alchemy as a whole. I tried to understand the composition of every single object, and as a result, the pressure took over me. It was just too difficult; alchemy proved to be too much work, and it took a lot of energy away from me, and I still couldn't get anything right. I have just about had it. My dead grandmother gave a clock to me when I was only six; she gave it to me the day before she died. One day, it broke, and I decided to give gave alchemy one more try; the end result was not pretty. The clock was horribly disfigured. Every time I looked at the thing, it mocked me for the failure that I was. I lost the battle again and dropped it, letting it fall on the floor; I walked way, never to see it again. That was when you came."
After wording the last sentence, Lebia smiled began to smile, and it was one so warm and gentle. "You transmuted the clock and brought it back to normal. The sound of a transmutation instantly drew my attention, and that's when I saw it. The clock was back to what it was when grandmother first gave it to me." She was reminiscing upon every syllable she spoke. "I didn't even know how to thank you, so I said nothing and just left."
"The clock was yours, then?" Ed replied. He took in delight from seeing Lebia's smile. "And you tried to fix it using alchemy? You know, I could hardly believe that I forgot about when I gave it to you."
"You inspired me to keep moving." Lebia added. "I decided to give alchemy another shot. I went to push harder in order to become a state alchemist. My friends at the Sisterhood are supporters, and they have their own reasons, too. I respected their goals and took them in as sisters, hence the Sisterhood of Seven."
"You want to become a state alchemist?" Ed inquired. "Why is that?"
"To follow my father's footsteps." Lebia answered. "Although my mother strictly protested the Military's regime, I wanted to be a state alchemist like my father. He was a first lieutenant."
"So you're really related to 1st Lt. John Malkovich?" Ed asked, theories floating around his head.
"Yeah." Lebia replied. Her smile slowly dissipated once she heard that name.
"So where is he?" Ed asked.
"He died in the War on Ishbal." Lebia responded. She never liked the though of being fatherless. "I was twelve when it happened."
"Sorry to hear that." Ed said. He began to regret asking that question, seeing the response he got and the glum expression on Lebia's face.
"It's ok." She replied. By the looks of things, though, it was all but. "What's important is that you're a source of inspiration for us. If you weren't there to help out, I wouldn't be able to accomplish my dream."
"And you're so cute, too." Lisa added.
Suddenly, Lebia's face grew a brilliant scarlet color upon hearing that accursed word, "cute". Steam blew out of her ears like she was a full-blown steam engine. Her muscles tightened to the point where she couldn't move them at all; she was frozen stiff in her tracks. A few seconds later, she unfroze herself and ran into a wall. She lifted her head up and threw it at the wall. She began to bang it repeatedly, screaming, "Must resist! Must resist!"
At the time, Enya was standing in front of him, trying in vain to cover up Lebia's strange behavior. It kind of annoyed her, but she kept a smile on her face. She kept her eyes on Ed. "In short, you're the reason why we came here."
"Is that so?" Ed replied. His response was a little half assed because he was focusing on Enya and Lebia's repeated "head banging" at the same time. "What's with her?"
"Don't worry, she's okay." The redhead answered. "She's trying to get bad thoughts out of her head." In the background, you could hear the four-eyed leader girl screaming "EVIL" while the other five girls watch her in embarrassment. Enya continued, with a sweat drop running down the left side of her head. "It's normal."
"Whatever you say." Ed replied. He did all he could to put Lebia's quirk behind him. After Enya left to help the other girls tend with Lebia, the older Elric diverted his attention to his right mechanical arm. He was staring into the arm, and the reflections from the shining steel, lost in thought. "I only fixed a clock. Who would believe something as little and insignificant as that could change someone's life for the better?"
After he thought about it, he became more aware. He was glad to lend in his services.
Lesson 3 End
So, what do you think? Any comment is appreciated.
(Next Time)
Fullmetal Sensei Edward Elric! Lesson 4
The Child Called "It""Tod zum verdammten Homunculus"
What does that mean?
Why does that word sound so familiar?
…homunculus…
-Edward Elric
Until next chapter, ciao!
-GYRAX