Hi, everyone, and thanks for your reviews! Thanks especially go to Trigunsfangirl for her reviews AND suggestions! Thank you very very much!
I'll do my best with your suggestions, but I have no idea how this chapter is going to turn out, since I don't know the character of Fuery that well. Unfortunately, he won't be able to have a very big role until I figure his personality out, but I can still include him in the story, nonetheless. Whatever happens, everyone, please don't throw rotten tomatoes at me. You have been forewarned!
Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist or Monty Python. I don't know why I keep issuing a disclaimer, since I'd imagine that you all realize this by now, but what the heck, I do it anyway.
Roy Mustang and Kain Fuery were walking along…
Ed: Hey, me and Al are the walking characters!
Me: True, but I didn't want you in this sketch.
Ed: Then I'll break in unannounced.
Me: I'd say that you already did.
Ed: Then I'll do it again!
Al: Brother, calm down!
Anyway, Roy Mustang and Kain Fuery were walking along, when they came to a bridge guarded by a knight. Since Major Armstrong was the knight last time, I'll make him the knight again this time. He likes to be the knight for some reason.
Armstrong: I do not!
Me: Yes you do.
Armstrong: Well, I guess that I kind of do. Have you seen my muscles lately?
Anyway, Roy approached Armstrong, and said, "Stand aside, and let us cross this bridge."
"I move for no one," said Armstrong.
"I order you to stand aside," said Mustang.
"Who are you to order me?" said Armstrong.
"I am a higher officer, and I order you to stand aside and let us cross this bridge," said Mustang.
"I move for no one,' said Armstrong.
"Not even for a higher officer?" said Mustang.
"I move for no one," said Armstrong.
"In that case, I must use force," said Mustang. He raised up his right hand, and was about to snap his fingers, when Armstrong interrupted.
Armstrong: Wait a minute here! He's supposed to use a sword, not alchemy. This isn't fair!
Me: Why isn't it fair? You're an alchemist yourself.
Armstrong. Yes, but he would win too quickly, and the battle wouldn't be as funny as it's supposed to be.
Me: Point taken. Roy, you have to use a sword.
Mustang: What?
Me: Just do as I say, or I'll make your life very difficult.
Mustang: (Sighs) Okay…
Me: Okay, on with the story…
Mustang grabbed for his sword and lifted it up, not his gloved hand, and prepared to slash off one of Armstrong's arms. The sword made contact, alright, but it sounded kind of like it hit a ton of bricks.
Hmm…I wasn't expecting that, thought Mustang. No matter though. "Fuery," said Mustang, "Edward wants a part so badly, so I'll give him one. Take this sword to him and tell him to make it stronger."
"But wouldn't Totosai be a better person to take it to?" asked Fuery.
"This is FullMetal Alchemist vs. Monty Python, not Inuyasha vs. Monty Python, you idiot! Now do as I say!" said Mustang.
"Y-Yes, sir!" said Fuery, and in a flash, he was off looking for Ed.
"Mr. Elric!" called Fuery, trying to find Ed. Gee; it sounds strange to call him Mr. Elric, thought Fuery, maybe I should call him Elric-san instead. Nah, that sounds even sillier. "Mr. Elric, where are you?"
"What do you want?" said Ed. He was sitting under a tree with both his arms crossed over his chest, with a pouting look on his face. Al was standing over him, trying to get some sense into him.
"Mr. Elric, sir, the Colonel wishes for you to make this sword stronger for him," said Fuery.
"Why should I help him?" said Ed.
"Because the author doesn't feel like typing up my trying to convince you do accept the job," said Fuery.
Ed shivered for a second. He knew that authors could be pretty vicious if you made them mad. "Okay, he said, give it here."
Ed took the sword, and alchemically combined it with some other materials to make the sword stronger. I don't know what he used, I wasn't watching.
"There you go," he said, "Now get out of here and let me pout some more."
"Yes, sir, Mr. Elric, sir. Thank you," said Fuery.
Fuery went and gave the sword to Mustang, who took it and said, "Ok, let's try this again, shall we?"
Armstrong looked up at Mustang, and said, "But this chapter has already run as long as most of the chapters already have, and the author's not in an incredibly funny mood right now, and she's tired of writing. Don't you think that we'd better end this chapter?"
Mustang thought a minute, "Well, it's true that we haven't made much progress, so we should probably call it quits for the day, but the funny stuff was just about to happen."
Armstrong replied, "True, but we can always do the rest of the story in the next chapter, when the author is in a funnier mood."
Mustang looked at Armstrong, and said, "Point taken. I'll let you live until then."
Armstrong wiped his brow with his hand and said, "Phew! That was close!"
Okay, I know that that wasn't as funny as it usually is, but I'm just not in the right mood to write funny right now. Sorry about that. I hope you enjoyed it anyway. The next chapter should come up soon, and hopefully it'll be funnier. Keep those reviews and suggestions coming!
