Ed's A God!
Chapter Two
Written by Kitty Freak and beta by Clap-For-Carolyn
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Today, Riza, Ed, and Al are going somewhere special. Why? Because it's some one's big day!
"Riza, WHY do I have to wear a suit? You didn't make Al…"
"That's because I have a gun, and you've seen what I have to do to get Black Hayate to be good. And Al is already a suit of armor, so it's doesn't make since for him to wear another suit."
She hummed a little song and undid the safety on her trusty gun while Ed back away and hid in Al, very freaked out and scared for his life.
"What's wrong, brother? Are you scared of Riza?"
"No!" he scurried back out of Al's armor.
At Roy's HouseWhen the trio finally reached their destination, Roy's House, he was sitting out on his steps, wearing a ridiculous party hat. That's right, it's Roy's 'big day', his birthday!
Ed began to snicker when he saw him.
"Hey Mustang, is that a dunce cap yo-" His wise crack was cut off by the presence of cold steel on the side of his forehead. "ur going to make me wear? Heh heh heh?" He managed a nervous laugh.
"Why Fullmetal, that's a wonderful idea!" Roy said with an evil smirk and promptly placed it on Ed's head. The younger alchemist only dared to glare.
"Riza, I thought I said no guns."
"Can't compromise your safety, sir."
"Aw, Ed! You ruined the presents!"
"Wha?"
"Presents?"
Al opened up the chest of his armor to reveal several smushed gifts.
"I can transmute them back latter. Lets just go already!"
"All right! To the ice skating rink!"
"WHAT!" Ed yelled, and Roy looked at him.
"It's my birthday, so I get to decide where we go."
"Fine, but I'm NOT wearing this hat!" Ed took it off and stomped on it.
"But, br-"
"NO BUTS!"
At the rink"Won't I be to heavy?"
"Umm…"
"Well?"
"Just don't cry if I tell you the answer, ok?"
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! It's not my fault I'm so big!" Al dissolved in to tears, (Even though I have no idea how armor cries) at the hard reality.
"Hey Fullmetal, catch!" Roy tossed a pair of ice skates in Ed's direction, and the blades accidentally sliced off his antenna.
"AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGG!"
Ok, so lets think of how Ed would look if he didn't have his antenna. Got it? Good. Back to the story.
The other three simply looked at Ed.
"That was sooo awesome!" Riza grinned insanely, and it was Ed's turn to stare at her.
"Lets just go…"
Out on the rink, Roy issued a challenge to Ed.
"Lets see who's more awesome at skating when I beat you in a race!"
"Your on!"
Roy, unfortunately, tripped and Ed got a head start.
Ed managed to get around the rink about ten more times before Roy had even finished his first lap.
"Wow, this was easier than I thought! Ha ha, you are so s-" He was once again cut off by a gun to the head.
A security guard happened to notice a child being threatened by a crazy woman with a gun.
"MISS! WHERE DID YOU GET THAT GUN!" He began to chase after Riza.
"Nooo! I need this gun for my dogs!"
"I'm taking you in!" The security guard grabbed Riza and threw her in jail.
Back at the rink, Roy was still having a hard time, and he slipped for the 18th time.
At that time, a whole hoard of fan girls came up to Ed and started squealing.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"AGGGGGGGGG!" He yelled as they proceeded to glomp and smother him.
And Roy was feeling left out, so he tried to show off to the girls.
"Hey, what about me? I'm the best, aren't I?" He said as he fell.
"Wow, he's bad. Is this guy your friend?"
"Mes, me my miend." Ed managed to gasp out from out from underneath the girls.
Later…Now lets see what everyone is doing…
Al was still at the rink, glooming excessively, while Riza was attempting to reach Roy's cell phone. Yes, his CELL PHONE. Get over it.
"Pick up damn it, pick up Mustang! I need 1,000 cenz bail!" She yelled in to the receiver, and her voice only came out as a small squeak on the other end.
CRACK!
Roy fell yet again, smashing some thing in his pocket.
"Oops, I knew I shouldn't have brought it…"
"AAAAAAAA!" Ed ran past Roy, in nothing but his boxers, as the rest had been striped off by the fan girls. He jumped in to Al to try and hide, but they ripped his armor open and dragged Ed away…
In the Fan Girls closet, AKA the worshiping closet.
"You are sooooooooooooooo hot. Strawberry?"
The Fan Girl offered a strawberry to the blonde in the fetal position on the floor.
"No more fan girls… no more fan girls… no more fan girls…" he began to mutter.
"You're a God to us!"
"No more fan g- …………………… God? Really? YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! Waaait, US!"
"Yup. Me and my little sis!" She presently opened the closet door and a small girl bounced in.
"I LOVE YOU!" the little fan girl squealed. "Can you give me your autograph?"
"Uh…sure. Here ya go." Ed signed his name on the offered piece of paper.
"WHAT! YOU'RE A FAKE! YOUR NOT FRANCHESCO!"
They both screamed at poor confused Ed, and kicked him out of the closet. Al and Roy had been waiting for the girls to stop obsessing so that they could retrieve the alchemist.
"Sooooo…I guess your not a god anymore?
"Why can't I be a real god!" He sobbed out.
"Ya know…" Mustang thought for a moment. "I can't shake the feeling that we forgot some thing."
Meanwhile…Riza tried Roy's phone for the 37 time, and again got a busy signal.
"PICK UP DAMN IT!"
FIN