Hello my friends and all who adore me! Misty's back with a whole new rap!... Um… Fic! Sorry it took a bit to get it up. I've been a bit short on inspiration. Lately, I've been in love with drawing pictures of Movie!Ed, Movie!Al, and Move!Roy, so I haven't been writing too much. I got the CoS (Aka, the FMA movie)! Happy happy! Uhm…. Dunno what much to say xD. So…. Imma just start the story.

Disclaimer: Once again, I own /nothing/…. I don't think I'm even allowed to draw pictures o.o'….

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It was a cold October morning in Risenbool (Or however the monkey you wanna spell it), and Winry was working on some new automail (A/N: Yup! Imma use Winry, because she's been neglected… sorta. –sigh- I guess I have to do a Rose one, too… and one with Humunculisseseses… MAN! TOO MUCH TO DO! Dx). Of course, she was always trying to improve her skills for Ed. That idiot went out and got himself killed atleadt five times this month! And it was only the 16th! The blond automail mechanic gave a heavy sigh. She knew he'd just go and ruin this arm, too, just like the, what seemed like, millions before it. She'd have to make him pay extra for this one!

"Well, Winry. You've been working hard" Pinako, the only living organism shorter that the Fullmetal Pipsqueak himself, said.

"Well, maybe if I work a little harder on this, I can prolong Ed's death" Winry said sarcastically (A/N: -listening to "Breathe (2 AM)"- I love this song).

"Alright… just don't kill yourself over it" Pinako said, leaving the room. Winry waiting until she was sure she was gone then sighed and returned to her work.

"I don't see why I put up with this. All he does is come all of a sudden, expect me to fix his stupid arm and leg, and then leaves as soon as possible! He only calls when he stupid needs repairs, and never tells me anything when I do talk to him!" she gave an angry, huffy sigh.

Knock knock knock!

"And who in the name of Automail could that be!" Winry asked herself, walking over to the door. She opened it.

"You know – you really shouldn't talk to yourself so much, Win. It get's people thinkin'" The annoyance at the door, AKA Misty, said.

"Great. It's you" Winry mumbled flatly. "C'mon in" she said. Misty walked in happily, practically skipping.

"Workin' on automail again, hmmmm?" the colossal annoyance said.

"Yes, and touch it and I'll use your head for wrench target practice!" Winry threatened.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Well someone's touchy" (A/N: This is for all you girls about 13 – Highschool can be so rough, can be so mean. Hold on to, on to, your innocence. Stand your ground when everybody's givin' in… This one's for the girls!... Sorry! Right – the fanfic. Sorry – got sidetracked. Anyone ever hear that song? My God, it just lights my heart up. It's "This one's for the girls" by Martina McBride. Look it up on if you're a girl, that is and listen to it. It's just so… I dunno. Just… like… I can't even think of a word! It's just wonderful. And if you see the anime girl version when Martina sings "Who love without holding back", Hinata from Naruto is like pulling Naruto, and it just fits so perfectly.) Misty said, folding her arms (A/N: Y'know what? Just look me up on Youtube – Mistythefox. Check out my favorites part, and look at those.). Winry just glared and went back to work.

"What do you want, Misty?" she asked angrily.

"What? A girl can't visit her friend?" Misty asked.

"If you haven't noticed, I'm kinda in a bad mood" Winry said.

"Would it make you feel better if I sang a song?" Misty asked.

"No, I don't think—..!"

"There's a place of Ocean avenue where I used to sit and—.."

Biff

Winry tossed Misty out of the house, causing her to land flat on her "tail".

"…Well if you wanted me to leave, you shoulda just said so!" Misty shouted, standing and shaking her fist at the house before storming off.

"Man, what a pain" Winry mumbled as she adjusted her gloves

"MUSICAL MONTAGE!"(For your info, there are about 20 exclamation points here) a high, shrill voice shouted, causing Winry to spazz. (NOW it's gonna get good!) Running outside, she saw Misty… in… a… pirate's costume. -.-'.

"So if we all come together, we know what to do, we all come together just to sing we love you, and if we all come together, we know what to do, we all know what to do just for you" a chorus of Roys sang, all in pirate outfits.

"They've seen all around the seven seas, chasing all the girls and making robberies. Causing panic everywhere they go; party hearty on titanic" Misty sang. Dancing pickles were dressed in pirate outfits as well, doing the cancan in a row infront of the Roys. Winry stared, wide eyed.

Misty suddenly pulled out a sword and dances around happily as the Roys sang. Suddenly, the song switched and the Roys were dressed in pink suits. Misty was now dressed in a white tanktop and a pink mini with a pink bow in her hair.

"Ho ha! Hoah!" The Roys.. sang?

"Nananananana nanananananananana . Have you ever been in love?" Misty sang in an unusually odd voice

"Whoah!" the Roys said

"He's my best friend, best of all friends, do you have a best friend too? It tickles in my tummy he's so yummy yummy" Misty continued on, eyes closed happily. One again, the music screeched to a halt, only it didn't start up again.

"Hey! What in the sugarpop happened to my music!" Misty asked. The camera seemed to turn to another Misty. She was wearing a pair of black running shoes, a pair of blue jeans, a black T shirt, a black jacket, and a black sports cap on backwards.

"DAMMIT! HAPPY!MISTY! YOU SHOULD BE ARRESTED!" she yelled.

"B-but Anger!Misty..! I was just trying to--…!" the pink Misty said.

"SILENCE, FERRET! YOU'RE IMPOSIBLE!" the black Misty yelled. Another Misty walked up. Wearing a yellow tank top, a yellow headband, and a pair of white shorts and white tennis shoes.

"W-w-w-w-why is –t-t-t-there y-yelling?" the yellow Misty asked.

"Great. Now Spazz!Misty's here" Anger!Misty said.

POP!

They all suddenly vanished.

"What the!" Winry asked. Bewildered, she wandered back into the house.

"SO IF WE ALL COME TOGETHER!" A pickle squeaked, running into a mouse hole with a cracker. Winry stared for a moment.

".. Maybe I've been working a little overtime on this automail" she said nervously. The doorbell rang. "I'll get it!"

Winry strolled over to the door and opened it. Roy Mustang, only one of them, was standing there.

"Um.. hello, is a Miss Winry Rockbell here?" he asked.

"That'd be me" Winry said, putting her hands on her hips. "What do you want?"

"Well, I've been asked to pick you up. We need you to hurry to Central immediately" Roy said.

"Wha? Why?" Winry asked.

"You can ask questions on the way there".

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And so begins the great journey of Winry Rockbell!... Yeah.

Sorry it's so short, guys. It's 3:45 in the morning, and Imma little brain-dead. I'll do better next time – I promise! Love ya all!

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- your lordess and mistress, Misty