Lily: HELLO AND WELCOME TO CROSSING WORLDS CHAPTER ONE ONE!
Snowfur: You could've just said 11.
Lily: I DON'T REALLY CARE!
Myra: Why are you updating this at midnight
Lily: Dunno. I just felt like it.
Arin: Well, I'm happy. This chapter centers around ME!
Ed: Don't get too starstruck, Arin.
Arin: IM THE BEST EVAH!
Snowfur: ADD A FRIKIN APOSTROPHE!
Arin: Fiiine. I'M THE BEST EVAH.
Snowfur: Spell. It. Right.
Arin: Nah. DISCLAIMER!
Ed: A-HGaming doesn't own anyone except themselves. And other people, I guess.
Myra: ENJOY THE CHAPPIE!
"Are you sure you want to leave so soon?" Gracia asks as Lily heads onto the train. Lily turns back and nods. "Yeah. It's better this way." She says. "Plus if I leave now, I should arrive in Dublith at the same time as the others." Elicia giggles and smiles at Lily. "Come back home soon, okay big sis?" She asks. Lily smiles and nods. "Of course Elicia! I'll be back before you know it."
She climbs onto the train and sits down at an empty booth. She looks out the window to see Gracia and Elicia waving at her. Lily opens the window and waves back yelling, "See you guys later!" They yell something back, but the train was already too far ahead for her to hear them. Lily closes the window and sits back in her seat. She closes her eyes and sighs. I wonder what's happening in Rush Valley right now?
~~~AT THE VALLEY OF RUSH~~~
"WE'RE FINALLY HERE!" Winry exclaims happily. "RUSH VALLEY! HAHAHA!" The others sweat drop. "Fangirl much?" Snowfur asks, and Arin nods. "Explosives." Translation: Mega Fangirl. Ed face palms. "Why me…" He mutters. Al sighs. "Brother, you were the one who let her come here." He says and Ed glares at him. "And who helped convince me?" He asks and Al looks away, scoffing.
"OH MY GOSH!" Winry squeals, looking at an automail arm in the window of a shop. "IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?!" Myra walks over to Winry, looking at the model as well. "What is it?" She asks, and Winry stares at her with her mouth wide open. "Be careful Winry, you might catch flies." Snowfur says. Winry ignores her and continues to gape at Myra's ignorance. "IT'S THE MOST RECENT GODS MODEL!" She exclaims happily, and then continues to look at it in awe.
"…Should we stop her?" Ed asks. Arin shrugs. "Winry! We have to keep moving!" Snowfur exclaims, and Winry huffs. Myra pokes her, and she sighs and looks away. "Fine…" She grumbles. And so, they continue to walk through Rush Valley, ignoring Winry's gasps and squeals in her fangirly paradise. Except for Ed. He was getting really pissed off.
"Um…Brother…" Al mutters, pointing behind him. "What Al?" Ed asks and turns around, seeing what Al was mentioning. There was a crowd of automail mechanics behind them. Arin sighs. "Explosives." Translation: Usual Rush Valley. The people in the crowd were begging Ed, Snowfur and Myra to show them their automail. Arin sighs. "Hey you, kid over there." A man asks. Arin turns around, pointing at herself. "Yeah you, do you also have…" The man trails off, and his mouth opens in awe.
"Um…sir?" Winry asks, looking at him. "Arin? Is that you?" The man asks, and Arin nods. He laughs happily and walks over to her, ruffling her hair. "I didn't recognize you with that getup!" He says. Arin glares at him. "Shove off, Michael…" She mutters. Another man laughs. "Looks like you didn't change at all, Arin." Arin sighs. "…whatever." She mutters. "Hey Arin? What's all this about?" Ed asks, looking at her. "I already told you, didn't I?" Arin asks. "I grew up in Rush Valley."
"Oh please! You're the most skilled mechanic in-," Arin covers Michael's mouth. "I told you not to go off saying that." She mutters. "I'm not building automail anymore. I haven't in a long time." Michael sighs. "…right. Sorry. Why did you come back?" He asks. "For a friend." Arin says, glancing at Winry. Winry smiles sheepishly and bows. "Oh…" Michael says. Arin glares at him. "Did you think-?"
"Yes. I did. I'm sorry, Arin. I forgot about the…'incident.'" He says. Arin sighs again. "You guys go ahead. Go to the edge of the mountain to find an automail engineer named Dominic. He should be able to help you, Winry." She says and turns around. "I have something to take care of."
~~~TIME SKIPPY OF HAPPINESS~~~
Arin sighs, looking at the old abandoned house at the edge of Rush Valley. She closes her eyes, flashes of her past flooding her mind.
Get away from him you bastard!
Arin, please! Run away!
I won't leave you alone Kyle!
ARIN!
KYLE!
Arin quickly opens her eyes with a startled gasp. I am not doing that again. She thinks, and walks up to the front door. It was ripped off of its hinges, with charred areas all around it. She steps inside. Instantly, the smell of blood and ash hit her like a wall of bricks. "Hasn't changed at all…has it?" She mutters to herself. In a corner was another door, closed and unharmed. Arin opens it and looks inside. A desk was in a corner with papers sprayed everywhere and books were littering the floor.
She steps in the room and shuffles through the papers. "Human transmutation…flame alchemy…human experimentation…data notes…bio-alchemy…here it is." Arin mutters, grabbing a worn out piece of paper. The words were barely legible, but it was enough for Arin to be able to read it. "Philosopher's stone."
~~~EPIC FLASHBAAAACK~~~
A 14 year old Arin sighs as she lifts up a hand to shield her eyes. She stares up at the big sign outside the town. It read: Rush Valley. "I'm home." Arin mutters to herself before walking in. The streets were bustling and busy as usual, and the smell of oil and metal was easily detectible in the air. She sticks her hands in her pocket a feels around, eventually grabbing her State Alchemist pocket watch. She takes it out and looks at it. Barely passed by the skin of my teeth…damnit. I really do need to train. But who can train me? She puts the watch away. Oh well. Better head home first. I need to pay good old Roxy a visit.
Roxy was a middle aged woman, about 40 years old, who ran an automail repair shop. It seemed normal on the outside, but it was anything but normal. Roxy decided to take in orphaned children in Rush Valley to teach them how to build automail so they could have a future and a job. Arin had never really known her parents because they were killed. Roxy took her in and that's where she discovered her love for engineering.
Arin smiles and looks up at the sign in front of a small shop. "Roxanne Automail Products." Arin reads. She opens the door and walks in. As she walked in, it was surprisingly quiet, which wasn't something the place was known for. At the counter stood a woman with short, light brown hair and dark brown eyes. "Hey Roxy." Arin says, and the woman immediately runs over to her and gives her a hug. "Arin! My sweet little baby; how are you? How did the test go? Where have you gone? Oh, I have so many questions! Come! Sit down, talk!" Arin smiles at the woman's enthusiasm. "Looks like old age hasn't stopped your attitude." Arin comments, sitting down.
"Arin! How dare you call your own mother old!" Roxy exclaims, with a small smile. Arin smiles as well. "Maybe because it's true." She says, and they both laugh. "So anyways, back to my questions. How have you been? You do realize it's been 5 years since you left!"
"Yes Rox, I know. Things have been very…hectic." Arin says. "At first I was terrified when going to the military, and most of the people were uptight. But the engineering and tech team were really nice and carefree. They accepted me almost immediately; except for Izan, of course. He came around eventually."
"After working there for a few years, I heard about the State Alchemist exams, and I thought I'd try it. So, I started studying explosive alchemy, and I made it in, but barely. I was sent away on direct orders from the Fuhrer to train and work on my alchemy for a year, and I have a few months left." Arin explains. Roxy sits there and rocks back and forth gently in her chair, listening intently. "Oh! I almost forgot! I met a few people my age who also became State Alchemists. Their names are Lily, Sophia, but we call her Snowfur, and Myra. They're really nice." Roxy smiles. "I'm glad you've had such a good time." Arin smiles back and looks around. "Hey…um, Roxy? Where's Kyle?"
Roxy immediately freezes in place, and looks down. Arin tilts her head to look at her. "R-Roxy...where is he?" She asks. Roxy sighs. "Kyle's father found him. He took him back about a week ago." She mutters. Arin immediately stands up, pushing the chair back and nearly knocking it down with her force. "What?! Where is he now?" Arin asks frantically, heading to the door.
"Arin...I don't think it's such a good idea to go after him." Roxy warns, standing up out of her seat. "I'm going whether you like it or not." Arin mutters. Roxy sighs defeatedly. "...I know. That's what you'd do, wouldn't it? Even if I locked you up you'd find a way to leave." Roxy says. Arin smiles. "Well, duh. Who raised me like that?" She asks. "Me." Roxy says proudly. "Anyways, Kyle and his father are living in a house outside the east of town. You'll find him there." Arin turns around. "Thanks Rox." She says, stepping out the door. "Be careful, Arin. Please." Roxy calls after her. "I will! I promise."
~~~AT ZE HOUSE~~~
Arin sighs shakily and she walks up the front steps of an old house that she assumed to be the one she was looking for. She walks up to the door and knocks a few times. She could hear rustling and voices on the other side, and the door cracks open a little. Standing there was a boy, a few inches taller than her with dark brown hair and hazel eyes. He looks at Arin for a few seconds, and then his face brightens.
"ARIN!" he exclaims. Arin smiles with equal brightness. "Kyle…it's been, what, 5 years since I last saw you?" She says, and Kyle nods. "I missed you a lot. It was a lot quieter in the shop without you." He says. Arin laughs. "Really? I wasn't that loud." She says. Kyle smirks playfully. "You were. You just don't have a good memory like me." Arin huffs. "Hey! What is that supposed to-!"
"Kyle! Who's at the door?" A man's voice calls. Kyle stiffens. "I-It's an old friend of mine, dad." Kyle yells back. "Oh, really?" Footsteps could be heard from inside the house. Soon, Arin could see the shape of a tall man. He walks up to the door with a smile. "Why, hello there!" The man says and holds out a hand. Arin takes it and studies the man.
He had long, black hair and slightly pale skin, with hazel eyes. Arin could see the resemblance between him and Kyle. "What's your name, sir?" Arin asks. The man smiles. "Why, I'm glad you asked! My name is Solf J. Kimblee."
Arin narrows her eyes at the name. I could've sworn I heard that name before…but where? Arin shakes her head. It's probably nothing to worry about. "My name's Arin Miles. It's nice to meet you Mr. Kimblee." The man laughs happily. "Kyle, why did you never tell me about your well-mannered friend here!" He says with a smile. Kyle steps back. "I-I guess it never came up, dad…"
"Huh. Well that's a shame. Come on in Arin! Why don't I make you a nice cup of tea? It's pretty chilly out here." Kimblee says, and the two teens walk into the house.
The house itself was cozy and it had a nice rustic charm to it. But something was off here. Very off. Though, Arin couldn't put her finger on it. There were many little details that she had noticed. Kyle seemed wary around this Kimblee guy, and he was acting almost...scared. And Kimblee himself seemed off. He was acting way too nice. Like, sickeningly nice. No one that Arin had met ever acted that nice. It just wasn't normal. Though, Arin could be overreacting to it. Maybe Kimblee was just a kind person. Yeah. Arin reasons with herself. It's probably just nothing.
"Kyle, show your friend Arin around the house while I make the tea." Kimblee says from the kitchen. "O-Okay Dad!" He yells back, and turns to Arin. "So, over here," Kyle starts, walking into a room that branches off from the hallway, "is the living room." The room had a couch and a few chairs in it, with a table in the middle. Kyle waits a few moments as Arin walks around the room, taking peeks at various things, such as the potted plants that were scattered around the room.
"This room is the dining room." Kyle says, walking through another doorway into a smaller room. It had a long table in the middle on top of a carpet, with cabinets on the walls holding silverware. He then takes her upstairs, where there was a hallway leading to a bathroom and three other rooms. "The bathroom isn't really that important so…I guess I'll show you my room." Kyle says, walking into the smallest of the three rooms. His room held a twin sized bed with a desk across from it. There was a window looking out into the front of the house.
Arin takes a peek over at Kyle's desk. There were many stacks of papers and book on top of it, nearly covering the entire surface. She walks over and looks at the cover of one of the books. It read: Advanced Mechanics. "Still at it, I see." Arin comments, walking back to Kyle. A light blush covers his face as he scratches the back of his head. "Well…I still like mechanics so I kept working on it. Dad wants me to get into alchemy though." He says. Arin perks up at that comment. "Alchemy? Is your dad an alchemist?" Kyle nods.
"He knows a type of alchemy that can make things explode." Kyle says. Excitement and happiness blossom and cover Arin's expression. This is exactly what I need! Maybe Kyle's dad can train me in alchemy!
"Arin? Are you okay?" Kyle asks. Arin nods with a big smile. Kyle sweat drops and backs away, startled at her sudden change in demeanor. "Okay…um, why don't we go check to see if the tea is done?" he asks. "Sure!" Arin says, and heads down the stairs. Kyle looks after her in awe and confusion. What's gotten into her?
"Mr. Kimblee! I would like you to be my mentor and help me with my alchemy!" Arin says as soon as she walks into the kitchen. Kimblee freezes, and slowly looks back at her. "I-I'm sorry, what did you say?" He asks. "I would like you to be my mentor and help me with alchemy! I passed the State Alchemist exam but I still need to work on my alchemy. Kyle told me that you use the same type of alchemy as me so I want you to teach me!" Arin says, a bit slower this time.
Kimblee lets out a sigh and smiles. "Why of course! I would love to teach you." Arin laughs happily and immediately thanks Kimblee. However, in her excitement, she failed to see the hidden intent behind Kimblee's smile.
~~~2 MONTHS LATER~~~
"Concentrate…" Kimblee says as Arin focuses on the array on her gloves. "I know Kimblee." Arin says, slightly annoyed at his pestering. She snaps, blowing up only a quarter of the rock in front of her. "Finally!" Arin exclaims happily. "Good job Arin! I knew you'd be able to do it!" Kyle exclaims from his position on the porch. Arin smiles at him. Kimblee claps and pats Arin on the back. "Now that you've mastered precise aiming, I want you to practice your alchemy regularly without my guidance. Remember, alchemy is like a muscle. If you keep working it, you'll improve even more than you did before." He says and Arin nods. "Thank you so much Mr. Kimblee." Arin says and bows slightly. Kimblee laughs and waves her off. "It's no problem!"
The two alchemists walk up to the porch, and Kyle envelops Arin in a hug. "Congrats! You graduated!" He exclaims, and Arin pries him off of her. "It's no big deal, Kyle. Really." Arin mutters, hiding her blush of embarrassment. Kyle shakes his head. "It's a big deal!" Kimblee laughs at the two teens. "Now now, calm down you two." He says. "Would you like to help me make dinner?" He asks. The two nod eagerly. "Of course!"
Arin walks into the house, and they all head into the kitchen. "So, what are we making dad?" Kyle asks as Kimblee sets out a bowl and a baking sheet. "Chicken Parmesan." Kimblee answers, heading to the fridge. Arin gasps loudly. "I love Chicken Parmesan…" She mutters dreamily. Kimblee smiles. "Kyle, can you grab the breadcrumbs and the cheese?" Kimblee asks. Kyle nods and immediately walks to the pantry. Kimblee grabs chicken, eggs and various other ingredients from the fridge and sets them on the counter. "I'll grab the canned tomatoes and the spices." Arin offers. "That'd be very nice. Thank you Arin." Kimblee says. Arin smiles. "It's no problem."
After all the ingredients and utensils were gathered, the three starting cooking. "Alright, so I'll start prepping the chicken and you two can start the sauce. Does that sound alright?" Kimblee says. Arin and Kyle nod. "Okay, so if I remember correctly, its two cans on crushed tomatoes and three cans of tomato paste, with equals amounts of water." Arin mutters to herself, while adding the tomatoes and water to the pot on the stove. "And then you add cheese, oregano, parsley, cheese and a little bit of sugar." Kyle says, gathering said ingredients. "Don't forget the salt and pepper." Arin comments as she starts sprinkling in a bit of crushed oregano. Kyle laughs sheepishly. "Whoops. I almost forgot about that." He says. Arin laughs in return.
"Good. Now that we're done breading the chicken, we put the sauce on after it's heated and top it with mozzarella." Kimblee says and sighs. "Cooking, done!" Arin says, posing and pointing a finger to the ceiling. Kyle immediately bursts out into laughter. "Arin, what are you doing?" he asks. Arin looks at him with a smile. "I have no idea!" She responds, also bursting out into laughter. "You two…" Kimblee mutters, shaking his head. "Are the best ever?" Arin asks him. Kimblee chuckles. "Sure." He says sarcastically. "We're idiots." Kyle says. Arin nods. "Yes. Yes we are Kyle."
~~~AFTER THE DIN DIN~~~
"Man, I'm stuffed." Arin mutters, letting herself fall down on the couch. Kyle follows her example, and sits next to her. "So am I. That was really good though." He says, looking at her. "Yeah…" She mutters, and the two fall into a comfortable silence. The only sounds that could be heard were the running water coming from the sink and the clank of pots and other kitchenware as Kimblee cleaned them.
"These few months have been really great, Arin. Thank you." Kyle says, breaking the silence. Arin looking over at him. "Where did this come from?" She asks.
"Well, after you left I was pretty upset and drew myself back from the world. And soon, I was taken away from my shop to live with Dad. I really missed you being there, Arin. You always cheered me up when I was upset, and we had so much fun together. It was really fun to do that again." He says with a sad smile. "I'm…I'm pretty sad that you'll have to leave in a month." Arin's expression darkens. "Well, rules are rules. And I can't exactly disobey the military considering I'm one of them now." She mutters. Kyle nods. "I know…"
"Arin, can I talk to you upstairs?" Kimblee asks, walking into the living room. "Um…" Arin turns around and looks at him. "Sure, I guess." She stands up and glances at Kyle, who shrugs. She follows Kimblee up the stairs and they head into his room.
"So, what's all this about?" Arin asks Kimblee. "There's been something I've considered bringing up to you for a while, Arin." He starts. "I have been working with a few…people in my line of work. And I would like you to join us." Kimblee says. "Wh-What? What type of work?" Arin asks slowly. "Hmm…it's a bit complicated." Kimblee mutters. "But if you insist, I'll tell you."
"I'm working with people called 'homunculi.' They are working on making a philosopher's stone. Well, I'm sure you know what that is, so I don't need to explain too much. However, in order to make a stone, you need human lives. Many of them. Hundreds, thousands even." Kimblee explains. Arin's eyes widen in horror. "Wha…?" Kimblee laughs. "And that's not all. We're planning to use the country to fuel it." Arin steps away from Kimblee.
"Isn't it genius? I'll get unlimited power, and this damned country will be destroyed as well. It's a win win. And that's not all. This plan has been in play for a very long time." Kimblee smiles. Arin shakes her head in disbelief. "Y-You're crazy. Homunculi and philosopher's stones are myths." She says. "Oh really? Do you have any proof of that?" Kimblee asks. "Nothing is impossible, my dear student."
"…" Arin back up against the wall and continues to stare at Kimblee in shock. "So? Will you join? Well, at this point you have no choice. You know everything now, so if you refuse," He holds up both of his hands, showing the transmutation circles on his palms, "I'll have to kill you."
Arin takes a few deep breaths to calm down. Alright…you have to think about this logically. Kimblee's obviously crazy. Arin glances around the room. There was only one exit; the doorway. I have to make it out alive, with Kyle. Maybe I can distract him with an explosion. It definitely won't do any damage, but it'll slow him down. Arin looks up at Kimblee fiercely and spats, "Never."
Kimblee laughs. "I should've known you'd say that. It's a shame you have to die. I was starting to like you." He throws his hands towards Arin and starts transmuting. But Arin was already expecting it. She quickly snaps both of her hands, causing an explosion in front of her. Dust and debris fills the room, and Arin bolts for the doorway and runs down the stairs as quickly as she can.
"Arin? What was-?" Arin grabs Kyle's wrist and yanks him along with her as she forces the front door open. "Explain later." Arin says sharply as an explosion sounds behind her. "You're not going to get away that easily!" Kimblee yells behind her. The two teens bolt out the door, with Kimblee following them.
Arin lets go of Kyle's hand and claps her hand and sets them to the ground, creating a wall of rock behind her. It's quickly blown up, as expected. She curses, and turns around to face Kimblee. "Arin, what are you doing? We have to run!" Kyle says. "I know. But I have a plan. You run. I'll catch up to you." She says. "There's no way I could leave you to face him alone!" Kyle exclaims. "He'll probably use you as a hostage, idiot! Run!" Arin snaps back angrily. Kyle sighs and reluctantly runs away, yelling, "You'd better meet up with me!"
"Hmph. Trying to play hero, huh? Not going to happen." Kimblee mutters, stepping out from the dust cloud that had formed from the explosion. Keep him talking. Concentrate. "I'm not playing hero. It's called being smart and not dying." Arin mutters, focusing on the palms of Kimblee's hands. Kimblee laughs. "The smart thing to do would have been to accept my offer. Or course, you didn't join. All of your type doesn't. You don't want anyone to die. But people like me know the truth. There will have to be a few sacrifices to gain power. There always will be."
Now! Arin snaps with both hands and an explosion erupts on Kimblee's palms, destroying the transmutation circles tattooed on him. Blood splatters on the ground and Kimblee immediately clutches his palms, desperately trying to stop the bleeding. Arin bolts behind her, not stopping once to look back. She wasn't going to stop. Ever.
~~~10 MINUTES LATER~~~
Kyle's eyes widen as he sees a tired Arin running towards him. "Arin!" He exclaims. She smiles, stopping to catch her breath. "Hey…" she mutters. "I bet you're wondering what that was back there." Arin says, her gaze setting on Kyle. "Kyle, you're father…he's working with these homunculi people-!"
"To create a philosopher's stone. I know." Kyle mutters. Now it was Arin's turn to be shocked. "You…you knew!?" Kyle nods sadly. "Dad always threatened me not to tell anyone. I couldn't sleep one night and I overheard him talking to one of the homunculi." He explains, not going into much detail. "It was actually a few days before you arrived." Arin stares at him. "…no wonder you were acting so weird around him." She mutters. Kyle nods. Arin sighs, before opening her mouth to ask another question. "Kyle, who, truly, is your father?" She asks.
Kyle turns to her, uttering words that she would never forget in her entire life. "My father is Solf J. Kimblee, the Crimson Alchemist."
~~~FLASHBACK END~~~
Arin winces at the memories. The rest was too difficult to remember. After her and Kyle had talked, Kimblee showed up and held a knife a Kyle's neck.
If you want your dear Kyle to stay alive, you'll join us.
Arin! Please, run! I can escape! I'll find a way!
And boy, he had. Kyle was able to pry the knife from Kimblee's hand and make it out. But not before Kimblee had stabbed him in the leg.
KYLE!
Arin…please…just run!
But I-
JUST RUN DAMNIT!
And she did. She ran. And it was the worst mistake she had made in her entire life. She regretted leaving Kyle there with that bastard. She had no idea if he was even alive. I'm glad that bastard is locked up in a cell. Arin thinks. She grips the notes tightly in her hand, and snaps with the other hand. The notes explode and turn into ash.
"Good riddance." Arin mutters, before leaving the house for good.
~~~AT THE STATION~~~
"Arin! There you are!" Snowfur exclaims. "We were beginning to worry about you. You were gone for a while." Arin laughs. "Yeah, I guess I was." Ed sighs. "Where were you anyways?" He asks. Arin looks at the train in the distance, ready to pull up and take on many passengers. "Just reminiscing about old times." Arin answers.
"Does it really take that long to reminisce?" Ed asks. Arin simply smiles at him and says, "Explosives." Translation: Yes. Ed growls in frustration. "What's the point of me asking a question when I can't even understand your answer?!" He exclaims. "Explosives." Translations: I dunno. "Arrrgghhh!" Al laughs at his fuming brother as the train pulls into the station. "I'm leaving! Come if you want! I really don't care!" Ed yells and stomps onto the train.
"Nooo! Ed, wait!" Myra exclaims, running after the blond alchemist. Snowfur laughs. "We'd better head on too. We want to get a good seat before anyone else takes it." She says, and Al nods. "Are you coming Arin?" Snowfur asks. "Yeah! I'm coming!" Arin smiles and runs after her friends. It doesn't matter now what happened in the past. All I need to do is move forward, and make sure my future is the best it can be.
Lily: Awww...that was cute.
Arin: Because almost being killed by a psychopath is fun. Suuuure.
Snowfur: Note the sarcasm.
Lily: SHUT YOUR FACE!
Snowfur: That's physically impossible.
Lily: *growls* REVIEWS PLEASE! AND I SWEAR TO TRUTH IF THERE'S ONE MORE SHIPPING REVIEW I'LL-
Myra: I thought you said you weren't going to react to those anymore.
Lily: TODAY IS NOT PISS OFF LILY DAY! SHUT UP! READ THE REVIEWS ED!
Ed: Alright, alright. Sheeesh. *clears throat* The first review is from gsunny6. It says:
Have you heard of Babcock Hall? It is literally the Dairy Science hall. They sell the BESHT ice cream on za planet!
Myra: No, I haven't heard of it but I WANNA GO THERE SO BADLY!
Arin: Calm down Myra.
Myra: I CAN'T CALM DOWN! I WANT ICE CREAM!
Snowfur: We'll get you some after we finish the reviews Myra, okay?
Myra: Okaaayyyy...
Ed: The next review is from ObsessedFangirl. She says:
Yay, thank you for updating! Also, thanks for not abandoning the story!
To: Edward and Lily
*military voice* YOU WILL GET TOGETHER. I WILL FORCE LOVE UPON YOU. UNDERSTOOD?
Same to Myra and Al.
And Snowfur, I totally get where you're coming from with grammar. My friends are ocd, and it rubbed off massively on me.
Finally, Arin. Keep it up with the explosives, my friend. Just don't kill anyone (at least, don't get caught)
Love you all!
Lily: ...what. Did I say. Earlier?
Snowfur: Oh god, we're gonna die...
Ed: I AM DONE. I HATE THIS WHOLE SHIPPING THING.
Lily: I KNOW RIGHT?! Also, you're welcome.
Myra: *crying* I WAAANT ICE CREAMMMM...
Al: Don't cry Myra...You'll get ice cream.
Myra: BUT I WANT IT NOOOOOWWWWW...
Snowfur: See! Everyone gets it except for you idiots!
Lily: Me iz no baka.
Snowfur: SCREW YOU!
Arin: Hmm...I'll try not to get caught, I promise.
Lily: What's that supposed to mean?
Arin: Nothing of your concern...*creepy laugh*
Ed: Oh Truth...okay, the next review is from...oh no.
Lily: *pales* Is it...?
Ed: *nods* Its from Kura...*ahem* She says:
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~! FACE MY ARMY'S WRATH, 'CAUSE I'M STILL CRYING ABOUT THE "INCIDENT"~!
*sighs dramatically* I guess after the next chapter, I'll let you off, because I'll never stop crying~! BUT~! If another incredibly bad incident like that happens, you'll face my army WITH Winry AND Riza added on~! *cackles evilly while still somehow keeping an innocent face*
But, WOOOOW, FATHERLY ROY~! *snickers and "nudges" with elbow* Are you gonna turn into another Maes- Wait. I'm gonna stop that thought before I burst into tears again.
*thinks for a while, then suddenly pulls out megaphone* I STILL AIN'T SEEING NO SHIPPING FROM LILY AND ED, AND MYRA AND AL! GET TOGETHER OR ELSE!
And while I'm on the topic of Myra- *gains happy flowers around head and pats Myra's head* Yeah, Izumi is nice~! She kills all the people I wanna kill for me, AND those I POTENTIALLY want to kill~! Then she cackles evilly with me, and helps me plan evil things to do to the Elric brothers~! She's the best~!
And Roy- You ask why you would shove them in a desert~? BECAUSE I TOLD YOU TO, THAT'S WHY~!
Well, guys, have fun with Izumi and the Armstrongs~! (Hey~! That sounds like a band name~! Hmm, wonder how that would turn out~?)
Hope to see ya soon~!
~Kura
Lily: I make no promises.
Snowfur: Do you WANT to kill us?!
Lily: NO, but it's the story. I can't change it. Also, fatherly Roy was NOT intentional. It wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. And I went with it.
Roy: I'm not a father! Sheesh. And no, I won't be like...M...Maes...
Maes: Well, that's a shame! And damn Roy-boy, you got a kid before a wife! Why did you have to wait until AFTER I died?
Everyone: MAES?!
Maes: What? I can come back as a ghost if I want to! This is a section of space that breaks the fourth wall!
Lily: True...AND MY GOD PEOPLE. I'M NOT GETTING TOGETHER WITH ED.
Roy: And I'm not shoving anyone into a desert. I'm a higher rank than a civilian, so you can't order me around. I can pull rank on you.
Maes: BUUUUUUURRRRNN!
Myra: Aunt Izumi is nice when she isn't trying to kill people! Honest!
Ed: No Myra...no she isn't.
Al: *shakes in fear*
Arin: Hm. Izumi and the Armstrongs. I like it. I would definitely sponsor it.
Ed: I'm going to cut that thought off there...The next review is from ObsessedFangirl. She says:
Please update again! Also, when will Ed and Al discover Lily's... secret?
Al: Lily's secret?
Ed: What secret? *turns to Lily* Lily, what are you hiding?
Roy: I would also like to know this information, Lily. Maes.
Lily: *looks at Maes*
Maes: *nods*
Lily: SO, THAT'S IT FOR THIS CHAPTER!
Ed: Wait! You can't end it now! We need to know!
Al: LILY!
Snowfur: See you all next time!