Or something that rhymes with chapter.
...Anyways, yeah. :3
This chapter is dedicated to my sissy, Chii. :D
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Roy was in his office, trying to teach Black Hayate how to dance when he heard a loud moo-ing sound.
From outside his office. Soon after, a bull was pushed in by Ed and Al, both dressed like farmers.
"Ed, Al, what are you doing with that bull?" Roy asked, nervously.
"We'r'a gonna milk it!" Ed said, his voice in a country hick accent.
"And sell th' milk ta th' supermarket!" Al said, also in an accent.
"You can't milk bulls!" Roy said, as Black Hayate flew out the window.
"Why, sure you can! It has an udder, right?" Ed asked. Roy slammed his palm onto his forehead.
"YAY! Come on, brother, lets start milking the bull!" Al said.
"WAIT!" Roy yelled. They both looked at him.
"...What?" Ed asked.
"Bulls don't produce milk..." Roy replied.
"Then wha-" Al started.
"DON'T...Ask." Roy said. He started massaging his temples.
"Well...I know tons of people around the world who drink milk!" Al said.
"We should start an awareness campaign! FOR THE KITTIES!" As Al said that, he and Ed rushed out of Roy's office, leaving the bull to munch on Roy's carpet.
Roy patted the bull and went back to his "paperwork."
-A FEW MOMENTS LATER-
"ROOOY! HELP US WITH OUR CAMPAIGN!" Ed shouted, somehow floating outside Roy's window.
"...Ed, how are you flying?" Roy asked.
"DON'T DOUBT THE RAVIOLI, ROY! Now help us!"
"...I'm busy."
"With your porn? I'll announce it to central of what you're reading if you don't help..."
"Fine, fine." Roy said, jumping out the window. A dawning thought came over him as he jumped.
"Wait a minute...I can't fly..."
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"And that's how Roy ended up with three broken bones, and in a bull suit!" Ed said, telling Riza what happened.
They were now at the hospital, and there was a mushroom looking bull sitting in one of the hospital beds,
with a couple casts on his arms and legs.
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Yup, most of the story was a flashback. :D
Sorry for the delay.