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The portkey promptly deposited, though dumped would be a better term, the brothers on platform 9¾ of the King's Cross station. After taking a good look at their tickets, Alphonse looked at his brother.

"Brother?"

"Yes, Al?"

"Does your ticket have a number for a carriage? Or at least a seat number?"

"No. Should it?"

"Of course it should, Brother. All train tickets should have that. Surely you have-"and Alphonse stopped mid sentence.

Alphonse nearly smacked his own forehead. How could he forget? Out of all those years they spent in the train system, his brother actually never needed train tickets. That silver pocket watch of his and its perks. Alphonse cleared his throat and said "So, Brother, where should we sit?"

"We just take our pick, as always." Edward answered, as if it is the most obvious thing in the world, and stepped inside the train.

Shaking his head, Alphonse followed his brother inside the train, passing by several compartments, mostly filled by students, though some are relatively empty. He was about to ask his brother if he plans to actually plan to sit at a compartment when his brother stopped at a door.

"This one looks good. What do you say, Al?" Edward asked his brother.

"I guess so, brother. Why this one though?" Alphonse responded.

Edward just shrugged and opened the door.

The compartment was occupied by a young girl with pale blond hair. The brothers could not see her face as it was covered by the magazine she was reading. Though, some of her accessories, such as a string of bottle corks around her neck and some sort of a radish for earrings* definitely stood out.

"Hello, do you mind if me and my brother sit here?" Alphonse asked politely.

The compartment's occupant lowered the magazine she is reading to look at the brothers. Pale blue eyes stared at the brothers for quite a while, a dreamy expression never leaving her face.

Alphonse was starting to feel rather uncomfortable when the girl said "I don't mind." her voice as dreamy sounding as her face.

Edward then took it as his cue to enter the compartment and plopped himself on the seat across the girl.

As always, Alphonse took a more sedate pace and sat himself beside the girl so he is facing his brother.

A few minutes has passed when Alphonse noticed the girl is looking at him. "Is something the matter?" he asked the girl.

"You don't seem to be missing something." The girl said.

"I'm sorry?"

"I said you don't seem to be missing something." The girl repeated. When Alphonse did not respond, she continued "I don't see any Nargles around you or your brother. That only happens if one paid the fees, which is usually body parts."

If the girl noticed that the brothers paled drastically with her words, she did not give any indication as she looked at them one last time and went back to her magazine.

Ever the polite one, Alphonse asked, "I'm sorry but can you please tell me where you got that information? About the 'fees', that is." though, he is constantly dreading whatever else he might hear from the girl.

"I was told that I should say it's a secret. I don't know why though. Must be a deal of secrecy made with heliopaths" was her answer, and the girl went back reading.

Edward was just about to lose any remaining patience he has left with the girl's dismissive attitude, when the door opened and a red haired girl entered, sliding her trunk along.

"Hi Luna!" the redhead said. "Is it okay if we take these seats?"

Edward then used opportunity to quietly slip out of the compartment, with his brother in tow.

Having found all of the compartments occupied, they have settled on sitting in the open end of one carriage. The wind was blowing hard, and rather loud, but at least, they know they would not be bothered.

"Hey Al?"

"Yes, Brother?

"Do you think she knows about us?"

"I'm not sure, Brother. She sounds too random for us to be sure, yet she sounds too precise for us to dismiss her."

"I know what you mean Al." a sigh from Edward, punctuated by his fists hitting the floor. "Damn, I hate this!" He said, voicing his frustrations.

"Brother." was al Alphonse could say. He could feel his brother's frustration on being thrust upon this without any control over anything.

Seeing his brother's face darken, Edward said" We'll figure this out, alright? Then we'll beat whoever's ass needs to be beaten!" waving his hands wildly.

"Only you, brother, will think about beating someone's behind in that manner." Alphonse said, smiling a bit for his older brother.

"Of course! I'm that badass!" Edward replied, keeping the conversation light.

The wind was blowing rather hard, so they just passed the time in idle talk. At least until they could find out more information on where exactly they ended up now.

But of course, both of them feel that all would be better if they manage to get the answers that Armstrong has promised them.

A/N. and after all that wait, it only got down to 700+ words. Hehe. no excuses.

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EDIT: 06 AUG 2016

Thanks for the help, my dear sweet beta, The Ultamate Blastoise! you have my eternal gratitude.. and cookies once I find them :)