ummmm...wow. I'm actually finsihed a fanfic. Call the media. Wait, no don't. I hate the media. Fucking media.

Disclaimer: ur mom.

the screen faded back to the image of Scar, Alphonse and Edward listening to kain story. kain smiled at them.

"There ya go. And THAT is why you two are green," he said pointing to Scar and Alphonse.

"And why YOU aren't green" he said pointed to edward.

There was a short pause.

"Mister Kain sir...That made no sense" whined ed. Scar nodded.

"yeah. No fair!"

"What's the moral of that story anyways?!" demanded Alphonse. Kain smiled warmly.

"The moral, my dear children, is ...well... suppose it would be...uh...hmm...OH yes! The moral is 'Slinko, Is a moron' " Kain explained cornfully. Scar, Alhponse and Edward all jumped with joy.

"YAY! SLINKOS A MORON!" they exclaimed. Kain laughed heartfully.

"Yes my children! Slinko is a moron indeed!" he laughed, "Now why don't you three get into this nice warm ..er...Box!"

Kain gestured to an open oven.

Scar frowned.

"That's an oven." he pointed out. Edward rolled his eyes.

"Tch! Don't be a doofus Scar! It's a nice warm box!" edward said, stepping into the nice warm box. Alphonse followed closely behind.

Scar shrugged and went in the nice warm box as well.

The second that they were all inside, Kain slammed the oven door closed and turned up the heat to 300 degrees. He set the timer for twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes and 15 seconds later...

Kain looked at his watch and gasped.

"It's been twenty minutes and 15 seconds!" he exclaimed," they'll burn!"

Kain ran over to the stove that for some obscure reason, was placed in the middle of the hallway. He flung the door open and pulled the three cooked children out.

He smiled and turned off the oven. Then he made sweet tarts out of Scar, Edward and Alphonse.

Later, he would sell them to the cannibals that lived in his backyard.

Kain grinned.

"I love Happy Endings"

What a twisted ending. What a twisted ending indeed.

E-hem. As for the two idiots who ACTUALLY spelled that really long word backwards, you are stupid. yes that's right. Stupid. But, a promise is a promise so i suppose I should give you some cookies and Irahs head on a stick.

That's what I WOULD say if i hadn't had my FINGERS CROSSED! HA! SUCKERS!!!!

I'm so glad that this fanfic is finally over. It's my first finished fanfic with a plot. That's right, I consider this fanfic to have a plot.

Well my loyal reviewers, i guess this is goodbye. (Unless of course you wanna read my OTHER far more INGENIUS fanfics Hint hint)

But before i end this fanfic, i have one last thing to say. Only about three people with understand it's significance but who cares?

The last thing I will say to you idiots is this...

Spell Irahs backwards.