"Forget it! I don't need to fight you! Come on Al, we'll find some other shop with eggs".
"Sorry kid! We're the only shop with eggs left! What do you expect! Eggs are bought like that here in central!" The man laughed and pulled his hand out from over the counter. In the palm of his hand was a tattoo of a transmutation circle. "I'm an alchemist too…so this will be a fair fight, don't you think?"
Ed sighed. "If you say so old man, but I hope you know what you're getting into".
The fight began and sparks and flashes of light flew everywhere. People screamed and ran for there lives and others gathered in a circle.
Ed whipped up a staff and was just about to hit him then suddenly, the shopkeeper dashed out of the way and smack Ed over the head with his own hand which made him fall to the ground.
"Damn! That was a cheap shot!" Ed stood up and charged at him with his staff. The shopkeeper blocked it and took the staff from Ed's hands and broke it in two. Ed glared at the man then transmuted his automail to the sword.
The shopkeeper was just about to finish the job until Ed used his left arm to make a fist then, punched him right in the jaw. The man fell backwards and lied there motionless, but after a few minutes he got up with a snicker.
"Ok". The man walked to the carton of eggs and gave it to Ed. "Here you go. You won them fair and square".
Ed grabbed the eggs with no expression on his face then looked up at the shopkeeper. "You know you could've just avoided this, but now you're going to have a swollen jaw for some time". Ed and Al turned around and walked deeper into the flea market.
"Well, that was a stupid waste of time". Ed said annoyed as he and Al walked deeper into the flea market.
"We got the egg, that's what's important, right?" Al said logically.
"Whatever, what's next?" Ed opened the list to see and made a disgusted face. "Milk…" Ed made a gagging noise. "Ok, let's hurry".
Ed and Al walked for 10 minutes not seeing one place with milk. Ed began to get frustrated and screamed. "Were the hell is the milk!" Al stared at him embarrassed as everyone looked at the short teen with the snippy attitude.
"Ed, people are staring…calm down". Al whispered holding the eggs. "Let's keep looking".
"Al! I don't see any…" Ed looked up and smiled. "Milk!" Ed ran towards the sign which said 'MILK'
Ed and Al rushed to the little shop with the sign. Ed got there first and ran to a jug of milk, but right when he grabbed the milk…an old woman grabbed it at the same time.
"Sorry lady, but I was here first". Ed said gently.
"Oh please" The frail voice said. "I am an old woman and my granddaughter's birthday is today and I have to bake a cake for her". The woman looked up at Ed with a sincere look on his face.
"Ed, come on…she's old and she probably worked hard just getting here, please brother". Al spoke with such calming words that Ed let go of the milk reluctantly.
The old lady smiled, paid the cashier, and walked off.
"Great Al! Once again your Saint for a soul screwed us again!" Ed walked off pissed and fast.