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Authors Note(s): I got the idea for this while laying on the couch watching C-SPAN so...if it's not really funny blame it on that dull channel. Also I will be making this a 50 chapter long drabble thingy. The drabble/one-shots will in no way be connected.
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Disclaimer: I do not own it.
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Title:
The Death of Comedy
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Chapter Title:
Imperial March
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Edward Elric, Roy Mustang, and Havoc where walking down a hallway deep underground. None of them knew why they were walking here or even how they had gotten here. But yet they walked, and walked...and walked until Mustang interrupted.
"I know it's the midgets fault that we're walking here, and I have a date at seven!" Roy complained loudly, nervously looking at his watch.
"Don't call me a super small grain of sand who you have to use an electron microscope to see!" Yelled Edward attempting to strangle Colonel Mustang.
SNAP
Edwards shoes melted sticking to the floor. He tripped, his chin hitting the floor hard.
"Ow-" Edward started to say but was cut of by sound coming through the walls.
It was the Imperial March, from Star Wars, but with one key difference; instead of instruments it was being song with vocals using only one word, only one. The word was: MILK.
"Milk milk milk. Milkedy milk milkedy milk." came the sounds through the walls.
"For the love of Krishna, NOOO!" Yelled Edward running around in circles waving his arms around crazily.
"Since when did you become a Buddhist?" Asked Mustang putting is hand on Ed's head-Which stopped Ed from moving, even though he continued to run in place.
"Well, I was going to say god," Said Edward continuing to run in place, "Put it sounded so unoriginal." he finished simply.
Suddenly the music increased in volume and they heard a rushing sound. The floor around them began to vibrate and the could see some thing white up ahead that was quickly rushing towards them.
"NOOOOO!" Yelled Edward as he turned around to run, even though his short legs couldn't move him very fast. "Anything but milk!"
Mustang who had also turned around to run, quickly outdistanced Edward, but turned around when he realized how much paper work he would have to fill out if Ed died. Havoc merely stood in place smoking a cigarette.
The wave of milk(Deadly in Edwards mind) hit them. Mustang tried to use his gloves to evaporate it but they got wet and were useless, Edward tried to use his alchemy to transmute a milk-filtering device, and Havoc merely stood there trying to protect his cigarette.
"Crap," Said Mustang Annoyed, "I can't use my alchemy." He headed over the the nearest corner to pout.
"I'm dying, I'm poisoned." Edward screeched pretending to die.
"No!." Yelled Havoc. "He was to young to die." Cried as he ran over to the mangled cigarette that had been ripped from his mouth by the milk.(1)
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A/N: Hope you like it I'll update ASAP...I already have the idea for the next drabble. Please Review!
1. Yes...I put havoc in just so I could have this line.