The Lovely Daaaarlings
CrimzonRozeAlchemist: Don't worry about it, you were the first one to review anyway! Hehe, yeah I like the part too!
Kaijukote: LOL! Yes, she is! And they most likely did. Like you said, their science wasn't quite as advanced. However the radiation was still there.
Ria442: o.o I'm sorry! I just had this horrible Writer's Block and couldn't get out of it DX
AnimeFanGirl167: hehe, thanks! Yeah, Riley's the OC he's being paired with, but it's going to move slow. Partly because I don't ever go fast with the relationships I write(or am in XD''), and partly because there's going to be so many upcoming chapters. Thanks! Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Kwanzaa, whatever you celebrate too XD
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Aqemy Von Stein: I missed you too, actually! Your reviews always make my day X3 Yeah, she's very amazing, lol. And yeah, if someone has too many X-rays, there could be damage caused. However the X-rays she had gotten, even in our day, has very little amount of radiation. It's not even enough radiation to amount to the natural radiation you get in one day. And with their alchemic resource, there was probably even less radiation in them. So she most likely would receive little to no damage from them XD
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I have something to ask of you, guys. My neighbor's oldest son, Paul, left for Afghanistan January 25th. I didn't think he was ready to leave yet, having just joined the service so soon. Turns out it's been longer than I thought. I remember hanging out with his little sisters all the time, and him being a pain in the butt to us, hitting me with pillows so hard, they left bruises. But now he has a child, and is going to Afghanistan. If you pray, could you include him in your prayers; and if you don't pray, could you at least hope he'll stay safe? I don't know him too much anymore, the last time I saw him was when I was eleven, but I am worried, and will miss him while he's there.
Riley is mine! If she was yours, it'd be YOU writing this.
FullMetal Alchemist is NOT mine. If it was mine, it'd be HIROMU ARAKAWA writing this.
The Sulfur Alchemist
Chapter Fifteen:
Auto-Mail
One.
Two.
Thre- I counted that one. Damn it.
One.
Two.
Three.
Fo- That's a plane.
One.
T-
"Shouldn't you be inside?"
I looked back, irritated that someone had interrupted me counting the stars(my OCD-ness), and saw Armstrong standing there. I shrugged, "I 'unno."
He walked toward me and said, "I was just going to go chop some wood."
As I wondered why in the hell someone would chop wood this late at night, he walked by and to the side of the house. Shrugging it off, like I do everything, I walk inside the house. Just in time to hear Winry say, "Wow.. You guys are stingy, aren't you?"
Smirking at my wonderful timing on coming in, I nodded. "Yep. Mr. And Mrs. Stingy. They're going to have babies named Stinge and Stinga," I continued, ignoring the glare Ed sent me, "And then they'll get a dog, but they won't pay for him. They'll find him on the side of the road and steal him. They'll name him Stinge-er."
I would've continued, if Ed hadn't thrown a pillow at my face. "Shut up and go back to fixing your camera Riley," He muttered, glaring at me. I stuck my tongue out at him and sat down.
"I would, but... I've declared it un-fixable," I said, glancing to the trashcan.
Hannah peered into the trashcan, and blinked. Her brow twitched. She reached in, trying to grab the camera. "How do you start to fix a camera that's in ten pieces," She paused to pick up a wire, which had a small square piece of metal on it, "And end up with a camera in a million pieces?"
"..," I debated over my words. Finally choosing some, I said, "..I'm.. A very... Troubled person."
Ed snorted, "You finally said something that makes sense!"
I glared at him, hitting him on the head. He let out a low grunt as he glared at me, to which I ignored.
. . .
It was night now, and I was comfortably clad in my over-sized PJ's. As I let out a yawn, heading toward the bedroom, I stopped when I saw Armstrong standing in front of the bedroom door. My eyes went dull as I commented, "That's not awkward at all, Armstrong..."
He glanced at me and then back into the room, which caused me to perk up a bit. I walked over, and peered inside. Ed and Al were sitting there, and the way Ed was sitting made me feel a bit uncomfortable. "There's something wrong with me..!" Al said in a shaking voice.
I blinked; What was wrong with Al? If there was a mental Elric, it'd be Ed. Not Al...
Ed let out a sigh after trying to find the words to say to him, and I looked up at Armstrong. He seemed a bit saddened by it as well. As I looked back, I saw Ed about to speak. "So, listen Al.. There's this thing, see, I've been meaning to tell you for a long time now... But I've been kind of scared I guess, of what your reaction would be."
"What?" Al asked simply. At the same time, I could tell he was anxious.
"Dammit, it's just...-"
Ed was interrupted by Al demanding, "Tell me!"
The older Elric opened his mouth to speak, but said nothing. Sighing, he said, "No. It's nothing. Forget it.."
"Brother, tell me!" Al exclaimed.
Instantly, Armstrong pushed past me, breaking the door off its hinges in the process. I let out an "Eek!" as I jumped back in fright. Which, I mean, could you blame me? What would you have done if a nine-foot boulder shoved his way through a door?! Just sit there and watch him?!
I didn't think you would.
"Gentlemen, look up at the sky! This night gives us a bounty of gifts, like a blanket of shimmering, brilliant jewels," he paused to rest his hands on the boys' shoulders, and I felt as if I could almost see pink sparkles shooting around his head. Pink sparkles I had the urge to pop with a nine-inch nail(which I didn't, mind you. Instead I stuck to singing annoyingly low background music.)
"This is a beauty that cannot be witnessed in the city, because of all the shining light. This is an amazing place you're from, this quiet little village of Resembool. In exchange for it's fairness, it has much the city doesn't. You lose yourself in the sky."
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh- Kyuh! Kyuh! Hack!" The others looked back at me, as I began coughing. Clearing my throat, I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry." Ed was the only one to react, by shaking his head at me.
He let out a small smile as he said, "Years ago, we used to look up at the starts almost every night. Didn't we, Al?"
Said boy moved a bit as he said, "Uh, yeah.. And dream."
"Dream about what?" I asked, smiling wide. Ed groaned at the tone of my voice.
"Oooh Eddie-Boy! I bet you dreamed about being taller!"
"What was that?! I don't need to be taller! You need to be shorter!"
"And by this, Eddie-Boy, you're implying that you are indeed short?"
"Sh-Shut up! And what's with the new nickname anyway?!"
"What, rather me call you Mr. Shorty Mc-Short-Pants instead?"
And that's pretty much how the rest of the night went...
. . .
"Yeah, right. Connecting to each of my nerves.. I can't get enough!" I heard Ed comment. I was currently sitting beside him, Winry, and Pinako as I watched them fix it. Being the intelligent one I am, I was very interested in what they were doing. Hannah stood on the porch, not wanting to "intrude" on Ed's "privacy". Seeing as I was previously gracious about his privacy, I didn't care this time.
I blinked as I continued watching Winry and Pinako. "Jee Ed, didn't know you were a masochist," I remarked calmly, and someone amused.
"Yeah, it's great. Maybe you should try it sometime..," Ed replied, to which I snorted.
"Don't complain, you baby. You want to hurry and get back to Central, don't you?" Winry questioned.
Ed nodded and said, "You got that part right. This is just motivation. I can't wait till I get my body back to pure grade flesh and bone."
"It's going to be a real disappointment for us. We're making a killing off you," Pinako commented.
I shrugged and added in, "Don't worry about it. Give him three weeks after having real arms and legs back, he'll explode a limb or something by accident and you'll have to give him auto-mail again."
Most found the comment amusing. Except Ed, of course. I honestly don't think he has much of a sense of humor. "..Can you leave anyway?" He questioned me.
I blinked, "Wha? Oh come on, what I said wasn't that bad."
Ed shook his head, "It's just uncomfortable knowing you're staring at me."
A sly smirk hit my face. I stuck my tongue out at him as I teased, "Afraid I won't like what I see?"
Red covered his cheeks as he glared a the wall. "You missed the point entirely," He growled out. I chuckled a bit before everything went silent.
Winry sighed. "Why go to all this trouble just for human limbs? You've got the smell of oil, the creek of synthetic
muscles-!"
I interrupted with a quite cheerful, "The rusting of the metal! The loosening of the screws!" As everyone stared blankly at me, I slowly sat back down, "Oh.. We weren't doing that anymore?... Sorry..."
Winry sighed and recovered by exclaiming. "Who needs natural when you got auto-mail?!"
Ed snickered as he piped up, "Machine Junky."
Quick to reply, she shouted, "Alchemy Freak!"
"Okay, we're ready," Pinako said. She began counting, so I stood and moved my chair for her. As she hit "three", they attached the nerve, and I saw Ed groan. He bit his lip as he cringed from the pain. I didn't watch it all the way through.
...
I sat at the couch, beside Ed's head as he laid there(unconscious). Finally I heard some movement, so I blinked and looked down at him. He opened an eye and I smirked at him. "Hey," I said.
"Hey..," He muttered, a bit hoarse.
"How you feeling?" I asked, still leaned over to look at him. He groaned. I blinked and asked, "Like someone put TNT inside you and set it off?"
He stared at me, a bit concerned. "...I guess that's one way," He said.
I nodded. "I'll be right back," I said before heading into the kitchen. He watched me leave before closing his eyes, hoping to sleep until the pain went away. Finally, I came back holding a wet rag.
Sitting back down, Ed looked at me. "Riley, I don't think a wet cloth on my forehead will take the pain away," He said.
I shook my head, "Silly, silly Edo." Suddenly, I tossed the entire rag over his face – And held it there.
Ed jumped a bit, and began to grab my wrists. But I continued to hold it down(quite tightly), as I said, "Calm down, it's a wash-cloth. You aren't going to suffocate, dillweed."
I could tell he sighed as he let go. Eventually he relaxed, so I pressed, quite hard, against random areas on his face. "Feel better?" I asked.
He nodded slowly, "For the most part..."
Smirking, I explained, "The cold pressure distracts you from the pain." The corner of his lip twitched upward(or.. Downward, in my view..) as he grabbed a hold of another part of the rag and held it there. Suddenly, Winry walked in but stopped upon seeing it. I blinked as I looked at her.
Imagine being Winry(I can imagine her stomach gets quite cold, but that's not the point), and you walk into a room and see one friend smothering the other with a wash cloth. What would you think?
I let go of the rag quickly and sat back up straight(not wanting to look like a murderer and all..) "What'd you let go for..?" I heard Ed hiss; Apparently he began focusing on the pain again.
"...Um... Okay..." Winry said, shrugging it off. Ed slowly sat up upon hearing her voice and Winry sat down with us. "Okay, listen Ed. Your new auto-mail is lighter than before so you can move quicker. But that also means you can break it easier. So be careful, alright?"
Ed nodded, "Thanks."
Winry nodded and stood, stretching. "That was the first all-nighter I pulled in a while. I'm beat!" She said, tired.
"Really, Winry. Thanks," Ed told her. Now I felt reaaaalllly awkward.
"Don't thank me for the rush. I'm charging you a fortune," She ended with a smirk.
I snickered, "Edo's going to end up a poor man after all this!" He glared at me as Winry left to get some rest. I blinked, staring back at Ed dully. "What?" I asked after a few seconds of watching his glare.
He handed me the rag and I rolled my eyes. "Spoiled," I muttered as I headed to the kitchen, "Since when did I become your nurse?"
He smirked. "Since you grabbed the rag from me," He replied casually, to which I quickly balled the rag up and chucked at his head. It smacked him, and his brow twitched. As he rubbed the spot, I heard him say, "Leave it up to you to make a washcloth into a lethal weapon..."
I smirked and stuck my tongue out at him. "This isn't the kind of conversation for compliments, but it's still appreciated!"
"Heh... Hey.. Riley?" Ed asked as I wet a new cloth(seeing as the other one crawled it's way under the couch and I was too lazy to retrieve it).
"What?" I asked.
"Thanks.. For back there with Scar. You helped us out big-time..."
"No problem, Eddie-Boy."
"Please stop calling me that."
"...No problem, Shortmeister."
"...You're lucky I'm in pain."
"And I plan to take every advantage I can of that."
I realize it may be shorter, but I liked the ending for it, and thought you'd like a new chapter soon X3
Okay! Language Translations! Huzzah!
"Tretton! That's 13!" Tretton is Swedish.
"Veertien! That's 14!" Veertien is African.
"Viisitoista! That's 15!" Viisitoista is Finnish.
If I spelled any of them wrong, please tell me. I am in no way a Language expert!
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