LRR All thanks goes to Colonial Bastard. She gave me the idea with her story: Helpful Constructive Criticism. READ IT! I nearly passed out due to laughing. OO -cough, cough-. Okay.. presenting Ed's fan-fiction Exploration.

Author's note: There was a bit of confusion about this one earlier. I accidently deleted it. Then I put it back up. Then I deleted it again.. O.o

Hmm... pausing to look at what he'd written, the kid alchemist thought of what to do next.

...Running behind Roy, the strong and brave alchemist transmuted his arm. Yelling in rage, he plunged the blade into the wanna be Fuhrer's back. Gasping, Mustang turned to face Ed. "You're not a pipsqueak fullmetal." With that, the stuck up bastard died.

Sure. I'm young. But my writing kicks ASS. "Bwahaha!" He threw his metal fist in the air, thinking he was REALLY in his fantasy.

It took him a while to get back to reality. Gasping, he smacked his hands to his mouth. Ed looked around the room. It was still deserted. "Phew." That wou;d've been bad. It was after-hours and he wasn't supposed to be at HQ.

Note to self: GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF DAMMIT!!

Ed yawned and stretched, then glanced at the computer. Cocking his head to one side, he thought for a minute.

"Huh. How do I do this?" He minimized the writer

Hmm. Bringing up the Internet he punched in Fanfiction's address. Glancing around, he looked for help. Ah. There it was. He clicked on the 'Click here for help' button. Agh! What the hell?!There was a jumble of random words and numbers. How the crap is this help?!

"EX EX EX!!' slapping a hand to his mouth again, he glanced around. Youch! Wrong hand! He winced as his cheek began to puff out.

He hit the ex button. Ah... blank screen. No numbers. Sighing, he decided to check his email. Email... the greatest invention since the wheel. He punched in his address: e-d-w-a-r-d e-l-r-i-c-7-7-7.

Then his password. Smirking, he wrote k-i-l-l r-o-y-0-1.

"You've got mail." That annoying voice annoyed him so. Huh. He had three of them. One was from Futurefuhrer : New Mission info. Bastard. He'd open that one later. Then it was Winryfinry : About your automail... yada yada... Meh.. he deleted it. Her email was always about automail maintenance. He was never able to understand what she said anyway. and finally bot-at-fanfiction .. the last one.. uh oh. Just recently, he sent a rather nasty email to the writer of some gay fan fiction. Dammit yaoi people... Youch.

The words exploded in front of him in bright red size 46 font. I gave him a headache just looking at it. Ow...

WELL! WHO'RE YOU CALLING FULLMETAL WAABE!!111! UR THE ONE WHO HAS THE FREAKISH BLOG. WHAT THE HEK?? U HVE A HOL BUNCH OF THING LISTD ABOUT ED YOURSLF. AFTER ALLL. U PROBALBLY WANNA HAVE MUSTANG 2!!1111 YUCKY HIPOCRITE WTH A CAPITAL HIPPO -sheesh... Every thing's in capital for alchemy's sake- NEVER EVER EVER EVERE EVRER TLK 2 ME AGINE!!111111111!!1111111111111

Heh heh heh... this was funny. The guy -or girl- was already pissed. Clicking the link that said "click here to reply" he began to type. This was gonna be fun...

Saving the document, he began to type his reply.

A rate and reveiw would be nice. Sorry to the people who favorites it. It wa an accident I swear!! XD