Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. If I did, Ed would have a girlfriend. And I don't mean Winry.
Hi there! This is Elric-Chan back with Chapter 2 of my wonderful fic. (It's the ego.)
Anyway, I'll apologize now for the extra-hyperness in this chapter. When I typed it up, I had a Sour Patch Kids hangover and I was unbelievably happy because I had just confessed my love to the guy of my dreams. And no, it wasn't Ed. It was a senior at my school. And you don't need to know his name. I'd probably get arrested if I told you without his consent.
Now I'm off topic.
Pull yourself together, Rachel!
Now that I'm back from FantasyLand, I'll explain this chapter. I wake up in a…um…different world than I remember. That's when I meet someone very special.
I'm sure you know who that is.
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Chapter 2
Ok, where am I?
"Ugh… how could I be so stupid?"
Those were my exact thoughts as I realized that I had just ran into a wall. It was times like these that I hated myself for never paying attention. It's a skill that I lack. Obviously.
I made to stand up, but then I noticed that the ground looked rather animated. Hmm. Maybe my brain was still dazed.
Wait.
Ground?
I'd fallen down inside.
I stood up and looked around. This wasn't my house. This wasn't even my neighborhood. And wherever I was, things were definitely animated.
But then shouldn't I be, too?
I looked at my hands. Yep. All nice and detailed. Very anime-like. Awesome!
Curiosity, a personal sin of mine, got the better of me. I may not have known where I was, but I had to find a window or something so I could see what the rest of me looked like.
I wandered around the city, looking at all of the passing people. There was even a man who whistled at me. Wow, I thought, my anime body must be really pretty. (Damn ego!)
I had my mind set on finding something reflective, so I didn't take note of the lack of cars and other modern things.
It was just another step that I was taking in eventually realizing where I really was.
After hours of exhausting searching (Ok, maybe I exaggerated; in reality it was only a few minutes. But I need something to spice up the story, don't I?), I finally found a mirror store. (Convenient.) I rushed up to one of their reflection devices and observed myself.
:scream of delight:
Oh my gosh, I was CUTE! Of course, it was to be expected. All anime people are cute. (Ok, maybe not all of them) But there was just something about me. (My ego never dies, does it?)
I stared and stared at my kawaii-ness, turning around to see myself from every angle. My eyes were beautiful gray anime eyes. The prettiest kind! Too bad real humans aren't this meticulously designed.
And my hair!
It was the same color as mine had originally been, but it was anime-tastic. My bangs were the same, pushed to either side (like Rose's) and the rest was just there and pretty.
That's when I noticed the little bang sticking up on top.
Where had I seen hair like that before?
:goes deep into thought: (And doesn't come out for a while)
Being in an anime world had fried my brain. And the wall probably had, too. That's why I couldn't realize…
"Hey, are you okay?"
Some random voice.
"Yeah, yeah." I responded.
"Well, you're just standing there."
That voice…
I know that voice!
I turned around to see…
Well, you know who it was.
T.B.C…
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There you go. Chapter 2. In the next chapter, I'll have a fun little time talking to my mystery man. And his metal brother-
OOPS!
Said too much!
Come on, why aren't you reviewing?