(To the person who said the "reviews thing was unfair… Eh, I'm a quitter, most likely I'll give it up… but in the meantime, I owe you people at least two thought streams….)
Greed happily helped fix up Devil's nest, while Kimblee chewed increasing pices of gum and had a look on his face that denoted masturbation with a goldfish. Greed's fuzzy had been found (behind Kimblee's dresser, where greed had thrown it four nights ago) and Kimblee was down to his last sixty packs of gum. (Marta had bought a hundred)
"Uh, you think we should take away his gum, boss?" Dorchette asked, and Greed shrugged.
"Nope, it'll be funnier when Scar gets here."
"Scar!" Marta gaped, and Law took the chance to steal a kiss, pointing at wilted mistletoe innocently. Marta blinked, then growled. "Trying to kill Kimblee are we?"
Greed shrugged. "Nope, but it'll be funnier if we have a fist fight."
Marta growled. "Need I remind you that Scar and Kimblee both tend to 'splode things?"
Greed shrugged. "We have insurance!"
Meanwhile, Ed and Al were about to Knock on the door, when Ed stopped.
"What if this is a trap Al?" He asked.
"What if it's not?"
"Why would they invite us?"
"Friend's invite each other to parties."
"Greed's not our friend."
Al shrugged.
"But Marta invited us, and she's my friend." Ed sighed, there was no arguing with Al when he pulled out the friend line of reasoning."
The knocked on the door and Marta opened it.
"Hi!" Al and Ed said at once, although Ed wasn't quite as enthused.
Marta jumped (into Al's armor) for joy.
(A/N: Happy? Probably not, but pretty good for the next day huh?
Byyyye!)