Don't Use That Door!
Written By: Andy-Chan!
Warnings: Umm...not really any, besides that this chapter is a little strange.
Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist, except in my mind. (It's written on my straight jacket.) And I don't own WalMart. Why would I want to?
The swish of an automatic door broke the silence. All was quiet. The customer walking into the building. Then came the unexpected.
"Welcome to Wal-Mart!"
He was picked up from behind and crushed in an iron grip. He was short on oxygen. The thing let go of him just in time. He was free! Free! 'Never again.' the customer vowed. 'Never again shall I use that door.'
The manager rubbed her forehead. 'Why can't the big lug just understand!'
"Mr. Armstrong, you can't just run around shirtless." He looked at her.
"Why not? My muscles are a gift that has been passed-"
"I know! Fine! Don't wear a shift, but please at least wear a uniform!"
He smiled. "Yes ma'am!" He replied, and started moving into hug her. The manager backed away, slowly.
"Now, about the suffocation thing..."
Yes it is a little strange. Or at least I was told. So sorry for taking so long to update. I have a nice long one coming up. Soon. Really, really soon. -----Andy-Chan!