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Note: This drabble is a continuation of Drabble No.9: Drinking Buddies.

Drabble the Eleventh: Adventures of the Drunken Trio

It had been several hours since Scar had gone into a bar after Roy Mustang and Maes Hughes and wound up trapped…and consequently drunk. Or at least, drunk enough to keep drinking. And, well…it's rather obvious where that leads. The trio was currently singing a garbled mix of about five different songs, and singing very badly besides. It was especially confusing because Scar kept switching to a different language.

"N'lite plura frang're cordaaaa…" he finished his song to enthusiastic clapping from his two new 'buddies'.

"Tha' wash beau'iful!" Roy hiccupped.

Maes wiped a tear from his eye, then slapped Scar on the back of the head. He'd actually been aiming for Scar's back, but his coordination was a bit…off. Either way, he knocked Scar's sunglasses off, "Oh, sorry Scar…I'll fix tha' for ya."

"Nah, s'okay," Scar waved a hand, "Don' matter."

"Righ', then," Roy took another drink, "How bou' ano'er song?"

Two Hours Later…

The drunken trio staggered out of the bar, supporting each other and still singing loudly. Across the street, a familiar duo stopped short.

"Al…am I seeing things?" Ed stared at the trio with wide eyes.

"If you're seeing Colonel Mustang, Hughes-san, and Scar-san walking out of a bar with their arms around each others shoulders and laughing and singing then no, I'm seeing that too," Al sounded just like Ed looked.

"Do we have a camera?"

"No, niisan."

"Dammit, nobody's going to believe us if we don't get a picture of this!"

"I think Hughes-san might have his camera with him."

"Okay, then you can go over there and get it."

"Me? Niisan, you're the one that wants the picture!" Al protested, but Ed pushed him forwards. With a sigh, Al walked cautiously across the street, stopping in front of Mustang, Hughes, and Scar. He spoke up nervously, as though they might attack him at any moment, "Um…hi there…"

"Al!" Hughes shouted back cheerily, "Whatta surprise!"

Mustang grabbed his arm and pulled him forwards, pointing at Scar, "Thish's our new besh' frien', Scar!"

Al replied faintly, "Hello, Scar-san…"

Scar grinned, much to the shock and amazement of Al, "Hi! Y'look f'miliar, have I seen you 'roun before?"

"Uh…no, I don't think you have," obviously they were all incredibly drunk, if Scar was smiling and didn't recognize Al. Not to mention being declared best friends by a State Alchemist and not protesting in the slightest. Al wasn't about to remind him who he was and why Scar might think he was familiar. Forget the camera; if Ed wanted a picture so bad, he could come over here and get it himself. Trying to back away politely, he said quickly, "Well, it was nice seeing you all…I'll be going now!"

But the trio surrounded him, preventing his escape. Hughes put an arm around his shoulder, "Aw, c'mon, don' leave!"

Scar got the other shoulder, "I haven' even gotten t'know you yet!"

Al sighed in defeat. But as long as he was here… "Hughes-san, do you have a camera with you?"

One Hour Later…

The group had been merrily wandering around the city, Al snapping as many pictures as he could with Hughes' camera. They had stopped in some random alleyway, where Mustang pulled out his ignition gloves.

"Look wha' I c'n do!" he said proudly as he snapped his fingers. Since he was a bit too drunk to alchemize properly, he produced a bit more fire than he had planned, nearly barbequing the others.

And since Scar was too drunk to realize that, gee, this was alchemy and therefore bad, he thought that it was just the greatest thing ever. Then he remembered something else, "I c'n do something too!" and with that he used his right arm to destroy part of the alley wall. Fortunately the building he was blasting holes in was unoccupied. He looked vaguely proud as his two new 'best friends' looked amazed and clapped at his performance.

Al began to feel decidedly nervous as he watched this going on, "Um…okay, I think that's enough of that…"

Fortunately for Al, at that very moment Ed ran up, grabbed Al's arm, and rescued him from the drunken trio. After the two of them had run some distance, Ed turned to him, "So…did you get those pictures?"

Meanwhile, back with the trio…

The three of them looked forlornly after Ed and Al for about a minute, but before long they had forgotten about it.

"Y'know, I think tha' maybe s'time t'go home…" Hughes suggested tiredly.

"Don' have a home…" Scar looked sad.

Hughes put an arm around his shoulder, "Tha'sh awful! You c'n come sleep a' my housh, f'you wan'."

Scar brightened up considerably at this offer, "Okay!"

Hughes added, "Roy, d'you wanna come too?"

"Course, Maes!"

And so they headed for Hughes house happily, and somewhere along the way they broke out in song again.

A/N: Sorry for the wait; I hope this was worth it! Hehehe…drunk Scar is fun to write. Yes, this will be continued; until then have fun imagining what will happen when they all wake up the next morning! By the way, Scar's little 'song' up at the top isn't gibberish, it's garbled Latin. It was a little tribute to my former Latin class; 'Nolite plura frangere corda' was our class motto. Kudos to anyone who actually knows what this phrase means! OH, and before I forget, several of you have been waiting for me to update my homepage with some pictures, and since I finally got my scanner working, I've updated it at last! And now to answer reviews.

Sull89: Hehe, thanks!
Scar's fangurl: It's okay. Hope you had fun with your camp-job-thingy! And I'm glad you thought that it was funny.
Anasazi Darkmoon: Hehehe...that's an idea...anyway, thanks for the ideas!And I finally got that picture up; I hope you like it!
Moonglitter2: It does make you wonder. Glad you liked it!
crazyanimefreak15: (Scar: -sulks and glares-) You're right, Ed doesn't have much luck with women. I never really thought about it before...
no one's friend: Hahahaha! Funny song! And hilarious skit, too! I wanna pet Scar-san's hair now...it looks so soft and fluffy... (Scar: What is it with people wanting to touch my hair all the time?)
LadyRiona: It reminds me of Illness too. Sounds like you did have fun on your trip. You're welcome for the review, by the way! (it's the least I can do after you review all my stuff so nicely)