Physics Protégé

Note: This would not be a funny story, but instead quite a serious one. It would be quite a long story.

John the Reporter got back into his seat, holding a sheet of questions he had prepared during the 5 minute break. Edward Elric was sitting on his chair taking a sip of coffee that Director gave him. He kind of regreted accepting the interview, the interviewer doesn't even believe in the person he was interviewing and he wanted to leave right away; until he remembered one thing… he must talk to John.

Director yelled action, "ACTION!"

The first question John the Reporter asked was, "Why are you so young?"

Edward Elric said solemnly, "I told you I would tell you as the interview progresses"

John the Reporter said, "Aw…"

John the Reporter looked at his paper, and said, "So… I heard that you were called a Physics Protégé or Protégé of Physics or whatever in the 1920s"

Edward Elric replied, "Yes… I was called the Physics Protégé because of my achievements at such a young age."

John the Reporter asked, "What made you so interested in Physics? Aren't you supposed to be an Alchemist?"

The scientist answered, "I believed that it was the way to get back to my world…"

John the Reporter asked doubtfully, "Did it bring you back?"

The physicist replied, "Yes… well sort of"

John the Reporter asked the most logical question in his mind, "Why is it "sort of"?"

Edward Elric said with some sorrow in his voice, "It was not fully according to the rules."

John the Reporter asked, "What rules?"

Edward Elric replied, "The rules of physics."

John the Reporter asked with interest for the first time in the interview, "What happened?"

Edward Elric replied, "Other things intervened…"

John the Reporter asked, "Like?"

Edward Elric replied, "Sacred relics and other holy stuff"

John the Reporter lost interest since he didn't believe in 'holy stuff' but still tried to sound interested, "Oh… but before we get onto these 'holy stuff'" making a quoting gesture at 'holy stuff' and continued, "lets talk about you being the Physics Protégé"

Edward Elric said, "As you wish…"

John the Reporter asked, "What contributions did you make? Because I only know that you are a Physics Protégé."

Edward Elric replied with no pride in his voice, "Many things, I'm not trying to make myself seem like a great achiever"

John the Reporter said, "Examples please…" more interested in finding out about him being a Physics Protégé than being an alchemist.

Edward Elric said, "Shown to the world there is actually another world… to be precise it's another universe out there"

John the Reporter asked, "You thought of that theory?" Thinking that the 'real' things he is talking about was still related to 'fake' stuff.

Edward Elric said, "I didn't make it up, I know it is real."

John the Reporter said, "Interesting, anything else?" without any sense of interest in his mind.

The physicist said, "I helped with the designing of the first rocket, which was actually secretly tested many years before the first test according to the history books."

John the Reporter gasped and asked, "You mean you are involved in some kind of conspiracy?" He liked the idea of conspiracy.

Edward Elric replied, "No, we just thought it wasn't the right time to be testing rockets when the country was in a state of anarchy."

Suddenly the Director yelled, "CUT! John that was a bit better… but still not good enough"

John the Reporter said like a little child, "My performance is always not good enough is there something wrong with your judgement?"

Director said with a superior tone, "I'm the Director… and if I say your performance isnt' good enough then it isn't good enough… END OF STORY!"

Edward Elric asked, "Director, is it nessecary for you to be scolding him all the time?"

Director said, "I do what I want… when I want… how I want… and I want to scold him now!"

Edward Elric glared at the Director with his golden eyes and said in anger, "You better watch that mouth of yours."

Director tried to overpower Edward saying, "If you were my crew, you'd be dead. DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!"

Edward Elric removed his gloves and showed his automail and asked, "Oh really?"

Director faked a laugh and said, "OK, OK, you won't be dead, I was just joking." He trembled in fear when threatened by Elric.

Edward Elric said, "You better be joking or else…"

After saying this he stands up and walks a few steps towards the Director, holding up his automail. The short Alchemist steps back and hammered the side of the metal table with his fist, a dent appeared on the table. He threatened, "Next time it will be your face." He makes a fist with his automail, and walks to the bathroom, leaving the Director to shiver in fear. John the Reporter was delighted to see a scene like that, but did not dare to laugh, afterall he still feared the Director.