TOPIC: Three angry hamsters, Seven Minutes in Heaven with disturbing sounds, perverted thoughts, loss of sanity, guitar playing and sharkman-wrestling.


Ed: Okay, let's stop Truth or Dare for a while and take a minute to play 7 Minutes in Heaven! Let's see, who do we want in the closet...?

Al and Winry: Roy and Hawkeye!

Ed: Alright, I like it! (grabs Roy and Hawkeye's arms and throws them into the closet and locks the door.)

Hawkeye: Mm.. ooh.. Mustang! (bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) Oooh! so good!

Everyone: ...O.o

Ed: God damnit, we don't wanna hear that! (gets a box, opens the door, throws the box in, slams the door and locks it)

Al: What was that?

Ed: You'll see..

Roy: The hell is this?

Hawkeye: Some kind of box..

Roy: What's in- OH MY GOD THEY'RE EATING MY ARM!

Hawkeye: AHHH!

Al and Winry: (looks at Ed) o.O

Ed: A few pissed off hamsters...

Al: ...hamsters...?

(flashback of when he was a kid. He was walking down a dirt road when he came across a 'dead' hamster. He picks up a stick and starts poking it. after the third poke, the hamster gets up, foams at the mouth and starts mauling him. End flashback)

Al: CAT WITH A FIDDLE WALKS AROUND WITH A SHOE! (holds knees to chest, starts rocking back and forth) NO MORE! HAHAHAHAHHAA! (sucks thumb) It's the END of the WORLD as we KNOW IT and I FEEL FINE!

Winry: What's his problem?

Ed: (walks over to Winry) Don't ask

Winry: Hey, what the-? Ed! you pervert! (smacks him)

Ed: (takes his hand away from her ass) Damn, so close..

Winry: Omigod, what's that! (points to a sharkman running towards the group)

Armstrong: Dont worry, I know how to handle this! (starts playing guitar)

Winry: How does that help anything!

Armstrong: It makes me feel better! (wrestles with the sharkman, then hits him with the guitar) Another day saved with the power of music! (eyes shimmer)

Winry and Ed: ... (sweatdrop)

(Roy and Hawkeye come out of the closet with torn clothes, ruffled hair, and bite marks all over them)

Roy: Ed... you just gotta ruin every good moment in my life, huh?

Ed: Yeah, it's what I do..