Me: Sigh…
Roy: NOW what's wrong?
Me: Well…I WAS going to yell at everybody.
Roy: Why…?
Me: 'Cuz they kept blabbing about the movie and I didn't want to know anything in advance.
Roy: And you're not going to yell at them now because…?
Me: Heh heh… Conqueror of Shambala was SOOOOOO cool!
Roy: How did YOU see it?
Me: (evil look) You REALLY wanna know? Well, my family went up to my brother's college to visit him or something and he was high-speed WiFi. And of course, I just HAD to take advantage of that wonderful opportunity!
Roy: Was there a catch?
Me: Yep! Equivalency.
Roy: Huh?
Me: Eh heh…Well…The screen I was viewing it own was, like, 4x3 inches, wide screen, with microscopic subtitles--and my eyesight is bad enough as it is. And on top of that, it all seemed surreal because I was kneeling on a poorly carpeted floor for the whole how-ever-long-it-was-time. And then, like, five minutes of it wouldn't load, but that's okay since I could pretty much pick up on everything I missed. It was an okay movie, not terribly good, but it's FMA, so you can't go wrong. And the music was pretty cool, too. And--
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WELL, NOT REALLY A TERRIBLY BIG SPOILER.
MORE LIKE A COOL LITTLE TIDBIT ABOUT AL.
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OKAY, EVERYONE GOT THAT? GOOD.
Me: So anyway, it was really fun to see how dead-on I was about some details. Like, you know how I call that one Al 'SoulReaper'? In the movie, human Al could detach his soul and put it into other objects. Not totally off from what I was planning--but it was wicked cool to find out how close I was without knowing anything in advance. Oh, and Al in the movie wasn't as mean as I made SoulReaper, but I kinda figured that already. Remember when I said that I was going to make up my own end, or something like that? Well, that's where that comes in.
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OKAY? WE'RE ALL GOOD AGAIN.
Roy: That seemed a little unnecessary.
Me: Yeah, well, I respect that some people just don't want to know these things in advance. It ruins it for them.
Roy: So then…Those kinda people SHOULDN'T READ THE END NOTE FOR THIS CHAPTER, am I right?
Me: Yep! But it's only a half-way spoiler between the movie and the last episode. So if you've seen the last one, and were paying attention, it's not THAT big of shock. And it doesn't give much away about the plot--again, it's just a couple little tidbits. But some people haven't seen the last episode yet either, and again, they don't wanna know. And I respect that.
Roy: And then you laugh at them for that.
Me: Quiet! (smacks Roy)
Roy: Owe! Watch the eye!
Me: Yes…the eye. Heh heh heh. I didn't say ANYTHING!
Roy: Sure…
Disclaimer: Mwa ha ha…after seeing the movie--I don't WANT to own it! (I'd rather just fantasize in my fanfics).
Chapter 11: Sitting in the halls
"EEDDDDs!" screamed Winry, storming out of her room and down the hall. She appeared a second later in the doorway of the room that lust and greed Ed were cowering in. "What," she growled, advancing on them slowly. "What the hell is going on here?-!"
"You know--"squeaked flirty Ed nervously. "There's a veryyy good explanation for all this."
"So what is it?"
"..." Flirty Ed grinned. "Well, now, you'll just have to ask him!" he chirped, pushing smarty Ed forward right as he dashed out of the room.
"Don't leave me!" cried fours-eyes. He looked up at Winry and swallowed hard, laughing hysterically. "Sooo...You wanna hear my theory?"
X
Flirty Ed leaned back against the outside wall of the building, gasping for air. "Man..." he panted, "that was close."
"Narrowly escaping the wrath of a woman?" asked a voice to Ed's left. He practically jumped out of his skin when the colonel spoke. Roy laughed at the boy. "Take it easy," he chuckled, "I'm not gonna kill you."
"Others would beg to differ." muttered Ed, heart still racing.
"Soo..." asked Roy after a minute, looking down at Ed. "Have you told her yet?"
Ed stared up at him. "Huh?" he asked stupidly.
Mustang smiled, turning away. "I'm just askin'! Riza--I mean-- Hawkeye did say that you were pretty panicked when you thought she went missing last night."
"Are you talking about Winry?" asked Ed slowly.
"Who else?"
Ed turned bright red. "T-tell her what?" he squeaked, completely flustered. "What could I possibly have to say to her?-!"
"Well..." cooed Roy slyly, placing his hand under his chin. "I was just wondering. Since this IS the perfect opportunity to confess your undying love for her given your current position."
"My what--?-!" shrieked Ed, backing away. "What the hell are you talking about old man?"
Roy stopped and an awkward silence fell over the two. "...old?" he asked quietly. Ed's face returned to its normal color as he gazed up at the colonel. "Did you say 'old'?" asked the man again. Ed nodded, and before he knew it, Roy had gone into a total hissy fit and was swinging his arms wildly. "HOW DARE YOU!" he screeched. "I'm barely thirty! How can I be 'OLD'?-!"
"It was a joke--I didn't mean it--come on, leave me alone!" cried Ed as he ran around in front of the military base, trying to keep out of the reach of his superior officer.
"No one calls Roy Mustang old and gets away with it!" screamed the colonel hysterically. The sound of a sudden gunshot ringing through the air ceased the boys' antics as they turned to see who had fired it: Hawkeye.
"Come on, old man!" she ordered, pointing at the Roy. "Leave the poor Chibi alone and go do your paper work!"
Mustang blew out his cheeks. "And what if I don't wanna?" he muttered. A second bullet flew passed him, hardly a millimeter from his ear. "Alright, alright!" he squeaked, grasping his chest. "I'll go do my paper work."
"That's what I though you said." murmured Riza with a smirk. As the colonel slowly shuffled inside, sobbing like a little kid at how strict Riza was, the woman turned to Ed and called "Winry's looking for you, ya'know!" before closing the door behind herself. Ed promptly ran away and found a good hiding spot for the rest of the day.
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"Let's see..." mumbled Edwina, gazing down at her grocery list. "We got the beef and the veggies, what else do we...?" She glanced over at Allison. "Yo, Sis!" she called. The other girl smiled at her and set the piece of fruit that she had been examining down.
"Yes?" asked the girl sweetly.
Edwina showed her the completed list. "What else do we need for the stew?"
"Milk." said the other girl simply. After Ally blinked, Eddie was gone. "Umm... Neesan?" she called. She sighed and picked up the bag of food that Edwina had dropped. "I'll get it..." she sighed, heading over to a dairy stand.
No one saw Edwina again until after midnight.
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"(glare)"
"(scowl)"
That's how it was all day between wrath Ed and SoulReaper Al. They sat adjacent each other in an empty room. And all they did was:
"(glare)"
"(scowl)"
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"Why," whispered little Ed to his equally little brother. "Why is Winry like this? How come she's so old?" He looked to his brother for an answer but found that he had turned white and was staring up passed Ed. "What?" asked the boy, following the gaze. And when he saw what his brother did, he too blanched.
"Who are you calling old?" asked Winry darkly, cracking her knuckles.
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"So," asked Emo Ed, looking up from his book when Mr. Smarty-Pants came into the room. "How did your theory go over with Winry?"
The other boy glanced over at his counterpart and laughed a little, flopping down in a chair. "Really well, actually. She thought it made a lot of sense."
"She didn't bother to ask if you had a real explanation? Like, WHY we're suddenly sins and virtues?"
The other boy tsk-ed. "Shut up, I'm still working on that part. I mean--whaddya think I am? A super genius?" Emo Ed lifted cocked an eyebrow. "That was rhetorical." grunted smarty Ed quickly.
"Mmhm," mumbled emo Ed, looking back down at his book. "Every consider that it might have something to do with Scar?"
Smarty Ed snorted. "Who cares how it happened. I just want to know how to cure it!"
"Good luck with that!" chirped emo Ed sarcastically.
Smarty Ed huffed and stood up, stomping out of the room. Emo Ed just smiled amusedly and turned the page of his book.
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The next few days passed without much excitement. The military was still on a manhunt for Scar, all the Eds and Als were still causing complete chaos, and for some reason, Smarty Ed had been shut up in a laboratory for three days straight. That is, until today. Greed had finally emerged from his work looking pale and starving. And the only thing he said to anyone was: "tell my other selves that I need to meet with them."
And that's how they ended up here. Only Eds, no officers, no Als; just the makings for everything to go wrong.
"So why the hell did you call us here?" barked wrath Ed.
Greed Ed just smiled at him and whispered "you'll see."
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Winry sat in the hall, rubbing her temples. "Please," she whispered with her hands folded and eyes closed. "Please let them fix this soon." She prayed, clenching her hands even tighter. After a moment, she sighed and opened her eyes, gazing up at the ceiling. She shook her head. "Why is he always in so much trouble?"
"And why are people from Resembool always sitting in the halls?" came a voice from over Winry's head.
The girl fell over, startle by the appearance of Hawkeye. "L-lieutenant!" she stuttered. "Fancy seeing you here!" she laughed nervously.
Riza smiled and sat down beside her. "I didn't mean to scare you. And I guess it is pretty comfy down here." Winry laughed a little at Riza's joke. "So, what do you think they're doing in there?"
Before Winry had the chance to answer, a bright red light erupted from behind the door they were sitting next to. A deafening explosion soon followed, shaking the entire military base, and making the lights flicker for a second. And then, just as suddenly as it had occurred, the disturbance ceased, leaving the complex eerily silent until alarms starting going off.
Riza quickly rose to her feet, gun at the ready. She kicked open the door and ran in. Winry sat up against the wall, still in shock as to what just happened. "Winry!" called the lieutenant. "I think you'd better see this!"
Winry shook her head, coming back to reality. She wobbly stood up and slowly entered the room. She peeked through the doorway to see Hawkeye staring at something on the ground behind a table. Her gun was lowered and she looked truly stunned.
"What is it?" asked Winry, coming in a little more. Hawkeye just shook her head, still staring at whatever was behind the counter. Winry carefully made her way over to the older woman and finally she got to see what she was staring at. She gasped. Lying sprawled on his stomach was a single Ed, all others of him were gone without a trace. "Edward!" cried the girl happily, dashing to his side and falling to her knees. "You did it! You're normal again!" she waited for his smug answer, but it never came. "Ed," cooed Winry, nudging his side. "Come on, Ed. You're not being funny." She pushed him more roughly, but he remained motionless. "Come on, wake…up…?" Winry stopped. She had rolled the boy over onto his back, but he wasn't asleep.
His eyes were half-lidded and his mouth was open a bit. "Ed…ward…?" whispered the girl, tapping his cheek. "Come on, this isn't funny--wake up. Say something!" still, he didn't move. "Edward!" she cried more desperately. She leaned over him and picked up his left hand, shaking it a little. But when she let go, it just fell limply back to his side.
Winry scooted backwards, pressing up against the cupboards behind her. She covered her mouth, shaking all over. "Ed…" she whispered. She jammed her eyes shut, holding back tears. "Why…?" She took a shuttering breath, fear paralyzing most of her movement. "Why?" she wailed, sobbing into her hands.
Me: He's dead.
Winry: WHAT?-!-?
Me: He. Is. Dead.
Winry: You can't just kill off Ed! You can't even say that in an author's note!
Me: Exactly.
Winry: You--huh?
Me: That's why I'm saying it.
Winry: Wha-buh-huh?
Me: Heh heh heh… Exactly.
Winry: You're very confusing.
Me: Yes, I know.
Wrath: Now--REVIEW!
Winry: …Now HE'S here? Why?
Me: Because--I love 'em to death now! (gasp!) To DEATH?-! NOOOOOO!-!-! ………
Roy: She's in shock again.
Winry: Why?
Wrath: 'Cuz she hasn't heard a single word about a sequel.
Winry: That sucks.
Envy: Yeah, it does. I mean--roar.
Winry: Did you just say 'roar'?
Envy: Yes.
Winry: Why?
Envy: 'Cuz dragons can't talk.
Winry: Was that a spoiler?
Envy: Nope--it was in the last episode.
Winry: Right, whatever.