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I woke up to shouting.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW STUPID THAT WAS?!" I heard Officer Falman yell. I cracked an eye open to see him yelling at Barry the Chopper.
"No one saw me," Barry pointed out, but Falman ignored him.
"THE COLONELS GOING TO COURT-MARTIAL ME IF YOU GET CAUGHT!" Falman scolded. I sat up and saw Falman point out his window.
"AND BRINGING SOMEONE HERE YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT!" He said. I could tell he was referring to Ling.
Falman sighed as the phone rang. As he went to pick it up, I stumbled to my feet, walking over to the window where Barry was and dusting my uniform off.
"What are you doing?" I asked Ling. Ling had made a tiny fire that had a tiny column of smoke rising from it outside the window.
"Making a signal fire," He said, making Barry and I sweat drop as he took a cooked fish on a stick from roasting by the fire to eat it.
"Young lord." His bodyguards said simultaneously as they suddenly appeared by Ling.
"Impressive response time," Ling said, taking a bite of the fish. I snorted.
"Why are you here, anyway?" I asked curiously, smoothing my short brown hair out. Before Ling could answer, Falman interrupted.
"Lynette! Its the Colonel! He wants to speak to you." Falman called. I turned to see Falman holding the phone.
"Heh, sorry," I said sheepishly, prancing over to Falman and taking the phone from him.
"Hey Colonel Mustang! Why'd you call me?" I asked.
"I have something else for you to do."
"Alright, what is it? It better not be something too ridiculous..."
"Are you in or not?"
"Fine... So what is it?"
"I want you to go with Major Armstrong and Edward Elric on the train to Resembool, where Lieutenant Breda is waiting. From there you'll be going to the Xerves ruins to meet with Maria Ross."
"YAY!" I yelled, startling everyone within earshot, "I GET TO GO TO THERE?! AND MEET BACK UP?! AWESOME!"
"... Quiet down."
"Heh... Sorry. But when I was heading over last night, he saw me! He's gonna be suspicious."
"You mean Edward saw you with Maria Ross?"
"SHH! Wait... Are we on a military line?"
"No, I'm calling from an outside line."
"... Thank god I have a smart superior. But yeah, he did."
"Then if he accuses you, deny everything."
"Um... Ok."
"Now hurry! Get yourself train ticket for the ten o'clock train to Resembool. It's nine now. Go!" Mustang said. I nodded.
"Yes sir, I'm on it!" I said happily. I finally would have a chance to talk to Ed alone. It's just what I needed right now.
"OH AND MUSTANG?" I said loudly before he could hang up.
"Yes?"
"I know you're going to try something stupid, so I just want to warn you. I'm going to freeze you solid if you get hurt too bad. Got it?" I threatened, a scary aura surrounding me. Falman sweat dropped.
"Alright..." Mustang said nervously.
"Be careful, alright?" I said, softening my voice, "You better stay alive." Mustang was silent on the other end.
"So, I have to get my ticket and go really soon, so I'll talk to you when I get back, mkay?" I said.
"Ok. Make sure nothing bad happens to them." Mustang said.
"Alright, see you later."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and turned to find Barry and Falman looking at me. I stretched my arms out.
"Looks like I'm going to Resembool!" I exclaimed to their surprise. I turned to Falman.
"Okay. I don't know how to order train tickets and I forgot where the train station is." I declared, making everyone that heard me sweat drop.
"I can give you directions but I can't go outside." Falman said, "And neither can Barry." I pouted as I handed my map to Falman.
"What about when you came to Central from East City?" Falman asked. I sighed.
"Mustang bought me the ticket." Falman shrugged, and Barry was walking over to the table to sharpen his knife.
That's when an idea hit me.
"Hey! Ling!" I said, popping my head out the window. Ling looked up at me.
"Do you know anything about buying train tickets?" I asked. Ling shrugged.
"Don't know anything." He said. I banged my head on the window frame, making Ling look at me weirdly.
"I hate the world," I drawled, whining slightly. A depressed aura surrounded me as I walked to Falman, who was finishing up the route to the train station on my map.
He handed me the map and I thanked him.
"Goodbye, Barry!" I said, "Don't kill anyone unless you get the order to!"
"Aww...fine. Bye." Barry said, going back to sharpening his knife. I turned to Falman.
"Thank you for letting me stay here for a bit!" I said, "And thank you for the directions! See ya later!" I skipped to the door and waved to Falman and Barry.
"Bye!" Falman shouted after me as I closed the door.
I made my way out into the street, staring intently at the map and walking along.
"I guess I'll come along with you, since there's nothing else to do," I heard a voice say beside me. I jumped, startled.
"Goddamnit don't scare me like that," I said, narrowing my eyes at Ling, who just smiled at me. I muttered to myself as I walked on for a bit, but soon a hand landed on my shoulder.
"Lynette," Ling said, "I think you're supposed to go that way." He pointed in the opposite direction than I started to go.
I blushed, embarrassed as I turned around and started heading the other way.
"Thanks..." I said sheepishly. And so we just walked along, and awkward silence between us.
"So, your in the military?" Ling asked suddenly. I nodded.
"Yep."
"How old are you?"
"I'm twelve." By my answer, I surprised Ling a lot.
"You don't look twelve."
"I get that a lot, heh."
"How did you get in the military?"
"I was recognized for my talent in the field of alchemy." I said vaguely. I didn't like talking about how I apprehended the serial killers since I had that bizarre dream.
"You're an alchemist?" Ling asked suspiciously. I was expecting his next question.
"Yes." Ling stopped to look at me, causing me to stop too.
"Do you know anything about the philosophers stone?" He asked. I looked at him innocently.
"I've heard of it, but no, I don't know anything about it, sorry." I felt a slight gush of wind as something was held under my chin. It was Lan Fan. Geez, what did it take for a girl to simply get to the train station?
"Tell me what you know," Ling said dangerously. I sighed exaggeratedly. I hated these kind of situations. Lan Fan was expertly trained, so if I tried to bite her hand, I'd get my throat cut. So I had to think of something else.
"The philosopher stone. It's red. It had alchemic powers. It's a legend. It's nothing to get violent over," I said with another sigh. That didn't mean I let Lan Fan hit a pressure point in the neck. I dodged, quickly using her lack of concentration on her weapon hand to fling her razor sharp kuni away from my neck.
I quickly went into hand-to-hand combat with Lan Fan. To be honest, I couldn't even do a flip. Much less some of the acrobatics Lan Fan displayed. So I just stuck on the ground. I wasn't good at dodging that much either, so I was left blocking her punches with my arms. A crowd was gathering to watch the display.
"I just got out of a coma a few days ago, give me a break!" I panted, furiously jabbing at Lan Fan. She moved away and I used that opportunity to kneel on the ground and make a metal cage around her just as she jumped at me. Lan Fan bounced off the bars with her feet, finding herself trapped. I stuck my tongue out at her and turned to the audience.
"NOTHING TO SEE HERE FOLKS!" I shooed them away, and they quickly dispersed, seeing the fight was over. And I was a bit soar as I turned back to Ling, cracking my knuckles.
"You got some nerve attacking me, twelfth prince of the emperor of Xing, son of the daughter of the leader of the Yao clan. Great job, I'm going to be late," I growled, looking at the watch Hughes had given me while he was still here. I looked around for the map to find it trampled on and ripped. I glared at Ling.
"And thanks to you, the map I was given when I came to Central is ruined! Now you have to lead me to the train station." I puffed out my cheeks in irritation. Ling sighed.
"Fine. It's this way," Ling pointed to a street off to the left. I stomped over to that street, fuming, but much to Ling's amusement. This will take a while.
~
I finally made it to the train station at around nine thirty, and it was actually reasonably easy to buy myself a ticket. I was currently waiting outside the train station for Armstrong and Ed, with Ling beside me.
"Hey," I said, getting Ling's attention, "You owe me for ruining my special map. Can you do me a favor?"
"What is it?"
"I'm sure Armstrong doesn't really know about the current situation. Can you inform Alphonse Elric and his friend Winry about the what happened?" I asked. Ling shrugged.
"Sure. I need to ask to armor guy something anyway." Ling said. I nodded and waved him off.
"Alright, go. But make sure Ed and Armstrong are gone when you inform them, ok?"
"Mhm, that's fine. Bye," Ling said, and suddenly he was gone. I rubbed the back of my head. Geez, he might be reasonably good-looking, but man, is it annoying to have to fight his servant acrobats so early in the morning. I thought as I walked into the train station. The train would be arriving soon. I waited with a few other people by the boarding part of the station, tapping my foot impatiently.
They arrived just as the train pulled in. I saw them enter the station, and I waved at them.
"Hey," I said as they caught sight and approached me, Armstrong dragging Ed along.
"Lynette? You're coming with us?" Armstrong questioned, gaining Ed's attention. He looked at me, shocked.
"LYNETTE?!" He exclaimed. Clearly he did remember what happened with Maria Ross. I looked at Ed sharply before glancing back up to Armstrong.
"Do you have your tickets?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Good, I do too. Lets get on board."
~
Soon the train was moving as I waved goodbye to Central. Gee, going to Resembool is going to be fun! Downside is I have to keep what happened a secret from Ed and Armstrong while we went to see Maria in the scorching hot desert. Squee.
I sighed as I turned to face Ed and Armstrong, who were sitting in a seat next to each other across from me.
"Why are we going to Resembool?" Ed asked curiously.
"We'll head to Resembool and have meet someone there." Armstrong replied.
"Who?"
"I don't know. Lynette," Armstrong asked in a low voice,"Do you know what Mustang is really planning? I wasn't filled in completely..." Armstrong said. I smiled secretively at them.
"I have direct orders not to reveal anything." I said to their disappointment. There was an awkward silence before I broke the ice.
"How about we play a game?" I suggested. Ed sweat dropped while Armstrong sparkled.
"What kind of game?" Armstrong asked. I smiled.
"IT IS NO MERE GAME! IT IS A GAME THAT REVEALS YOUR FUTURE! IT IS THE MOST SPECTACULAR REALISTIC GAME IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! IT'S SIMPLY DELIGHTFUL TO PLAY! IT'S A GAME OF LIFE OR DEATH! IT IS THE MOST SUSPENSEFUL GAME EVER INVENTED!" I burst out, surrounded by sparkles, making my words as dramatic as possible. Ed seemed a bit intimidated by my fantastic description, while Armstrong seemed to love the idea.
"What is this game called?" Ed asked hesitantly.
"It is the glorious game of MASH!" I yelled, grabbing out a small notebook I had hidden on the inside of my uniform.
"How do you play?" Armstrong asked. I smiled as wide as the Cheshire Cat.
"All you need is a pencil and piece of paper. You're in luck since I have both." I explained, "The game of MASH is actually a quite simple game I learned from some friends. It's pretty much just listing things and choosing from the list in a specific order. For example, you would give me three modes of transportation you wished to have, three different jobs you wished to have, the names of three different non-related women you know, three places you wish to live, and three amounts of annual income you wished you could have. And for each of those categories, I will add a fourth option from random. It's basically a game my friends and I play to laugh at ourselves in the future. It's really fun."
"Then what does MASH stand for anyway?" Ed asked.
"The M stands for Mansion, the A stands for Apartment, the S stands for Shack, and the H stands for house. That is a category that is already set up." I explained more. Armstrong nodded.
"Ed~ Can I MASH your future first?" I asked. Ed shrugged.
"Fine, I don't care." He said carelessly. I cheered and started scribbling on the paper.
"Alright, Ed, give me three modes of transportation you wish you had. It is allowed to be something ridiculous like a hover craft or a hoverboard, or even an magic carpet." I said. Ed thought for a moment.
"How about a car, magic carpet, and a hoverboard." He decided. I wrote those down, then I go to pick one for him, so I wrote down "cardboard box".
"Ok, give me three different jobs you want to do when you grow up. It can be something you're already doing." I said. That took Ed a little longer to decide, because I think when he was a kid all he ever wanted to be was an alchemist. It was hard to put him in any other category.
"Hm... Scientist... Doctor... And an alkehestris." He said. I wrote those down along with "waiter" as my own addition.
" Names of three women around your age you know." I said, trying to hide my curiosity.
"Well, there's Winry, Paninya... And you, I guess." Ed said without much thought. Secretly please at being included, I wrote down the last option, which I dubbed "Ms. Flufflekins".
"Alright, three places you would want to live." I said.
"East City... Resembool... And Xing, I guess." Ed said. I nodded, scribbled them down in random order like everything else, and wrote down "the other side of the gate" as a last option.
"Three different amounts of annual income you wish to have." I said. [a/n: I'm going to put it in U.S. $ to make it simpler]
"Hmm... One million dollars... Two hundred thousand dollars... And a billion dollars." Ed said sheepishly. I grinned. He actually picked the fun amounts this time, I thought. And as the last option, I put "$100".
"Alright, pick a random number from one to twenty." I said.
"Thirteen." I inwardly laughed. That's the number I always chose while playing this game. It was a fairly lucky number.
I counted the options, and on the thirteenth option, I scribbled on it until you couldn't see the word anymore. I did that mindlessly for about ten minutes until I had one answer for each category, then reviewed it.
What I saw made my eyes widen. Everything was pretty much accurate to Ed's future from what I could remember... Well, except for one thing.
"THE FUTURE IS HAVING TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES!" I shouted as Ed tried to grab the paper. I ripped it neatly in half right before the Major snatched it from me. He placed it back together and read it before sparkling.
"GIVE IT BACK!" I said, stealing it back and throwing it out the window. It just happened that we passed a train station as I threw it out, so it most likely hit someone while the train rushed by.
"What did it say?" Ed demanded. I stared at him blankly, before "tch"ing and turning my head away. I was blushing madly as I pulled the collar of my uniform up to cover half my face as I tried to shield the rest from view, because I was literally red.
"Lynette? Is it really-" Armstrong said before I cut him off.
"POCKY! POCKY IS DELICIOUS!" I shouted. Ed scrutinized me as the Major raised his eyebrow at me. Armstrong saw right through me.
"THERE IS NO NEED TO HIDE SUCH A MARVELOUS THING!" Armstrong sparkled. Ed sweat dropped and I gave Armstrong a death glare.
"Speak one word of it," I said blackly, "And I'll make sure you don't have a next generation." Armstrong immediately shut up. Ed was still trying to figure out what was on the paper as I glanced out the window.
This is going to be a long train ride.
Hey guys! HAHAHAHAHA! Mm I have taken out the heavy artillery on this story. Me and my best friend were just playing MASH, when we suddenly had the idea to do this. I polished it up and it is in action. It's going to be HILARIOUS AND AWESOME!
Anyway, I am starting to make Lynette more involved in issues, because its getting easier for her to blend in in this whole political mess. MORE FUN FOR LYNETTE MUHAHAHAHA! Questions, comments, concerns?
My lovely readers, please review~
Thanks!