WHEEEEE chapter six is finally here XD Sorry it took me so long to update, I had writers block, then after it went away I was obssesed with a video game called Tales of Symphonia and wanted to write stories on that XD I haven't posted any yet, but I will post something soon XD Why am I telling you this? XD I should just be getting to the story!

DISCLAIMER AND SUCH: I DON'T OWN FMA OR ANY OF THE OTHER SHOWS/GAMES/WHATEVER THAT I MAY MENTION IN THIS STORY.

"Know your stars know your stars know your stars know your stars..."

Pinako sat down in the chair and puffed her pipe.

"Pinako Rockbelle...has a really wierd shaped head!"

"I do not!"

"Yes you do. Pinako Rockbelle...I'm just gonna call you Pinbelle, m'kay? Pinbelle...hates cats!"

Al runs in.

"Auntie Pinbelle, how could you!" he cried as he grabbed her pipe and ground it up into dust in a rage.

"Eep! Angry Al! RUN!" Pinako started running around.

"RUN AUNTIE PINBELLE, RUN, RUN! RUUUUUUUUUUN!" the annoying voice laughed evilly.

"WINRY! HELP!" Pinako screeched, causing everyone's ears to bleed.

"AH! MY EARS! MY LITTLE DELICATE MOLESTING EARS!11111oneoneoneelveneleven" Winry screamed hitting Pinako over the head with a wrench.

"Molesting ears? O.o WTF?" Pinako asked her granddaughter or whatever the hell Winry's relation is to her.

"See?" Winry pointed to her ears, which were molesting the strands of hair along the side of her face.

"...OMFGMY-GRANDDAUGHTER-OR-WHATEVER-THE-HELL-RELATION-SHE-IS-TO-MEISANALIEN!"

"Well Pinbelle, that would mean that YOU'RE an alien too!" the voice said with eerie music playing.

"I'm not!"

"Are so."

"Not!"

"So."

"NOT NOW JUST KEEP THE SHOW RUNNING SO I WON'T BE LATE FOR MY DATE!"

"Date with the Grim Reaper? How lucky you are! I'll reserve a room at "Horrors-and-Whores-R-Us"!

"SHUT UP!"

"Pinbelle...is a belly dancer!"

"Yes I am!" She then puts on belly dancer clothes...I'm not even gonna describe how horrible the mental image I'm getting is.

"EEEEWWWWWWWWWWWW!" everyone cried as they looked at her...ugly...stomach.

"Humph. Youngins these days just don't appriciate true beauty."

"Now you know Pinbelle...the fricking ugly belly dancer with a wierd head shape! HELP! SOMEONE GET ME A BUCKET, I'M GONNA BLOW!"

"Damn voice..."

((Okay, that was lame I'm sure, but I'm really out of ideas for this, I just didn't want to disapoint the reviewers who wanted me to continue. Well, our next victim-I mean GUEST is Heiderich...if you have any ideas PLEASE tell me, I just can't think of anything for this...damn Tales of Symphonia for being the only thing I can think of story ideas for XD Well, please review! Bye!))