Hiya Everybody! Sorry it took so long to upload this chapter...I have 2 excuses: 1) I was occupied with other things, and 2) I'm lazy. Shut up I know what you're thinking. So anyways, here's chapter 2!

Ed, Al and Sora walked aimlessly around next to the shooting gallery Hawkeye had just left, large stuffed dog in hand.

"So...We know that the Lieutenant's here, and...we're here, so I think it's safe to assume that everyone's here..." Ed thought aloud, pacing.

"You'd think that," Sora said sarcastically. "So, I think our next objective should be finding everyone who might pose a threat to the tourists," she said, pointing to the small crowd of people just entering through the park gate, wearing Hawaiian shirts, sunglasses, and cameras around their wrists.

"Gee, that really narrows it down," Ed remarked, pointing to a large roller coaster visible over the trees in the distance, where a cart full of people had just gone over the starting hill screaming. "You've got death on wheels here! These...What do you call those things?"

"Those are called 'roller coasters', Ed. Maybe we'll ride one later. Trust me, you'll love it!"

"Then what's that?" Asked Al, pointing to a large circular ride off in the distance.

"That's a Ferris wheel. We'll ride that one too."

"And what about that?"

"That's a souvenir store. You can buy pointless stuff there, like cups and stuff, to remind you of the day. Kinda weird, if you ask me."

"Yeah, it is." Ed said, examining a sign in the shop window that said, 'Souvenir cups, $10'.

"Well, I usually don't get souvenirs, but these shops do have a purpose other than expensive crud."

"And what would that be?" Al asked, perplexed.

"Let's see, it's May, it's 97 degrees out, and these are the only air-conditioned places in the entire park!" Sora said as she floated into the shop.

"Wow...feels good!" Ed said, coming in after Sora. Just as he walked under the fan blowing out into the doorway, Sora stared at him and froze.

"Ed, don't move!"

"What? What is it?"

"Your hair, it's-"

"Is there a spider in my hair! AAUGH! SPIDER!" Ed flailed his hands through his hair, as if shaking off a spider.

"No, there's no spider, your hair's blowing!"

Ed stopped flailing. "Say what?"

"The way your hair is blowing...It makes you look like a model!"

"Seriously?" Ed stuck a sexy pose, his hair still blowing. Al stared.

"Yeah...Awkward. Ed, I think you should stop now. You're scaring everyone," Al said, pointing to the other customers inside the store.

"...Oh..." Ed stood up straight and walked through the door. Just as he took another step forward, an alarm set off. "Now what!"

Two security guards ran up to him, and grabbed his arm. "Sorry, kid, but this is for safety measures. We gotta search you."

"Oh, that's nice. You want me to take off all my clothes, is that it!"

"Ed, that's not what they're-"

"Ok, fine. But just to let you know, I don't think you two are doing your job very well. I mean, come on, take off my clothes in front of everyone! My God, you guys are perverts!"

"Get the nightstick, this guy's nuts!"

"What's a nightstick?"

"Ed, RUN YOU IDIOT!" Sora yelled. Ed turned and started to run, but the guards grabbed the hood of his coat. Just as they started dragging him into the store, Sora ran over and grabbed one guard's arm. "Wait! You can't take him! He's my...cousin!" She said, in a desperate attempt to keep Ed from getting taken in by the law.

"Cousin?" the two guards said simultaneously. "Seriously?"

""Uh...Yeah!" Al said, finally realizing what Sora was up to.

"Uh…Yeah! But…He's from… Switzerland, so he…doesn't…Speak English well…"

"He sounded pretty fluent to me."

"Uh…Well…That…He…uh…Picked it up on TV! He probably doesn't even know what he's saying! Right, Ed?" Sora said, pounding Ed on the back, as if begging him to go along with her charade. However, she pounded him a little too hard, and he lost balance and fell.

"What the heck are you-"

Sora bent down and gritted her teeth. "Play along and they won't try to kill you!" She whispered through her teeth.

"Oohh….I get it!" Ed realized. "…What does Switzerlandish sound like?"

"Just…Don't do anything stupid, OK?" Sora whispered as she rose from the floor. We're all gonna die. Someone kill me now. Sora thought as she turned to face the two officers. As Ed rose from the floor, she turned toward him and began their impromptu Switzerlandish (As Ed called it) conversation.

"Ed, uh...Mica asko schnitzel woargen?"

„Uh...Mica shnitzel haskao...pleshko."

Sora stared at Ed for a moment, then turned back to the guards. "He says he picked it up. Too much TV for the little shrimp," she said, then realized what she had said. She turned around slowly to see Ed, veins popping in his forehead, looking ready to pounce. Sora began sweating as one of the guards spoke up.

"What's wrong with the little guy?"

"WHO'RE YOU CALLING A SHRIMP SO SMALL HE COULD GET PICKED UP BY A HUMMINGBIRD!"

"This little guy's nuts!"

"I AM NOT LITTLE!"

"We're in trouble now! Al!"

"Yeah?"

"Grab your brother and let's go!"

"Ok…" Al reached over and grabbed Ed around his neck, gragging him away before he could do any serious damage to the guards, then took off following Sora. As Al ran, he glanced behind him, then noticed the police guards were following them.

"Uh, Sora, we might have a problem..."

Sora, still clinging to Ed's arm and dragging him along, looked back to see the guards right on their tail.

"Shoot. We've gotta lose them somehow…Oh!" Sora ran over to a covered stage entrance. "Al! Over here!"

"Ok!" Sora and Al (Still carrying Ed under his arm) ducked into the arena, ran to the center of the large crowd gathered in the center and ducked out of sight. Sora ran over to the edge to make sure the cops didn't follow them inside. She looked out the doorway and saw the two standing outside the door. She froze. From where she was standing, she could just barely make out their conversation.

"Where'd they go?"

"You're asking me? I thought you said you saw which way they went!"

"Forget it. Let's keep looking." The two cops ran out of Sora's view, but it didn't seem like she knew where they were. Sora, feeling relieved, worked her way into the center of the crowd to find Ed and Al. When she found them, they were staring off in the distance.

"Hey guys, I'm back. What'd I miss?" The two continued to stare straight ahead. "Uh…Guys? Helloooooo?" She waved her head in front of Ed's face. No response. She waved her hand in front of Al's face. Still no response. She hated being ignored, and turned toward what they were looking at.

"I really don't get what could be more interesting than….Oh….My….GOD! THAT'S AWESOME!" Sora had caught eye on what they were staring at so intently. It turned out they had walked into the outdoor freakshow tent, and the star of the show…..Was Scar. Wearing dark purple spandex. His wrists and ankles were bound in chains, as if the people running the show didn't want to die. Apparently the Ringmaster had figured out how to make Scar do what he said.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you…Atomic Man!"

"'Atomic Man'?" Sora, Ed and Al all said together. The audience burst into applause, but the trio remained unfazed.

"We should do something for him. I don't like the way they treat Scar like a freak…It's inhumane," Sora said, looking at Scar sympathetically.

"I don't care as long as he's not trying to kill anyone." Ed said, turning to walk away.

"And now, I'll need a volunteer from the audience to help me demonstrate this man's abilities." The ringmaster scanned the audience, then pointed to Ed. "You there, the short one! Wanna try it?"

Ed snapped. "DON'T CALL ME SMALL!" Immediately after the ringmaster pointed Ed out, Scar started struggling. Noticing this, the ringmaster turned to Scar.

"Quit resisting," he said, taking out a whip and hitting Scar on the back. All of Scar's fury was now focused on the ringmaster. "In the name of Ishbala…"

"Ah!" Sora, seeing this, whispered something to Al. Al promptly began drawing a circle on the ground.

"You sure this'll work?"

"Sure it will! Trust me; this'll be a lot funnier than that outfit he's wearing." Sora stared at Scar for a moment, as if contemplating his next move. "And…NOW!" Sora yelled to Al, and sparks began flying from the floor. Back up on stage, something started happening. The shackles on Scar's hands and feet snapped in half. Since Scar was ignoring Ed, he turned to the ringmaster.

"Hehe…Oh. Uh….No hard feelings, right?" The ringmasters' negotiations didn't work. It was too late for that. The ringmaster bolted. "I don't want to die!" he screamed as Scar took after him. Suddenly, Ed popped up right behind Scar.

"YOU'LL PAY FOR CALLING ME SHORT!" he yelled, as if he wanted to kill the ringmaster himself. Sora grabbed the hood of his coat.

"Don't worry, Scar'll take care of that. Besides, once he's done with the ringmaster, if you're standing there, he might try to kill you too."

"Eh, good point. Sora, you know where they sell cameras? I wanna take a picture of that jerk's face right when Scar catches him-HEY! Let go!"

Sora had grabbed Ed's braid and was tugging him in the opposite direction. "Now's not the time, Ed. We've got work to do."

"Damn."

WHOOHOO! Finally done! Everyone I know has been pestering me to finish this chapter. Ok, Done, HAPPY! I thought so. Anyways, just so you know, the 'Sexy Model' thing actually happened between me and my friend Matt. It was awesome. I couldn't resist.

PREVIEW FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER:

"We're destroying the Laws of Physics and I like it!"

What could this mean…? Find out in the Next chapter!