Oh yeah, BTW Happy 11/11/11! at 11:11 pm! (that's when i began this chapter haha)

Chapter 4

The Girl with Attitude and Style

"Hey now, n-no need for getting in a sad mood now.." Ed put his hands out in front of him making the sign to slow down. He really wanted to know how she knew about him, but then again, he didn't want her to tell him while crying. She smiled at him then wiped a tear away.

"I agree," She sniffed a little and smiled, holding her breath. When she could no longer hold it, she let it out forcefully. "All better!" She washed off the dishes and placed them on the drying rack. "Ed, can you remind me to put these dishes away when we leave to shop? I need to make sure my brother doesn't realize you were here, He would flip out."

"Why would he flip out?" Ed tilted his head, standing up and pushing his chair in.

"He's a little overprotective of me..." She smiled, blood creeping it's way to her cheeks, turning them pink. Ed turned away, trying not to look at her be like that. For some reason it made him feel sick. He saw the big black box that was taller than him behind him.

"What is that again?" He walked over to it, touching the screen. It shocked him and he flinched. He rubbed his finger mumbling, "ouch.." She walked over to him quickly, pressing a button on the top of it.

Ed flinched, hearing a very high-pitched rigging noise, then another noise that sounded a bit like a light switch. The black box lit up and a whole bunch of color appeared on the screen. Ed jumped back about five feet. "That, my good sir, is a Television, or T.V. for short." She cracked up, folding over herself, her hands on her stomach. Ed fell on the floor, unable to keep his eyes away from the thing he now knew was a television.

"That.. That isn't funny!" He complained. Trisha decided to answer with another fit of giggles.

"Yeah, it is!" She smiled a lot and walked over to him after her giggles subsided. She plopped herself down next to him and pointed to something on the white table to their left. It was a black rectangle type thing, with little buttons on it. "that's the remote." She grabbed it and pressed a button. Ed just sat and watched, amazed by the power it held. It took them to a different screen, with a whole bunch of names and titles. "This is the 'menu'. You can look for shows to watch on here. There are different channels and each one will have a different number, and type of television show. The shows you can watch are about anything, they are comedic, angsty, humorous... Almost anything you can think of. I personally like Adult swim, which is on channel 51 at 8:00pm to 6:00 am." She showed Ed how to press the buttons like menu, and the different numbers. She took him to channel 51 and explained that Cartoon network was on because it was not yet 8:00, so therefore not time for Adult Swim. She told him the name of the show that was on was "Adventure Time" And was animated, meaning that people drew it and created a story out of it. The whole time Ed was almost sacred, some might say. He was also confused. She smiled at him, "So that's the jist of it, Ed." She stood and placed the controller back, Clicking the 'off' button on the top of the very big T.V.

"Now let's go freshen up so we can take you shopping!" She turned and walked up the stairs.

"Wait, Why are we shopping?" Ed called to her, trying to catch up so that he would not get lost.

"Well I don't think you can go around wearing those clothes you came here in, can you? People would look at you strangely." Ed considered the fact, soon realizing that in this 'Earth' people would dress differently than in Amestris. Amestris... Where was Al? Ed wondered. Maybe he was back at Central, or maybe even home. He needed to find him soon. He needed to find a way home.

"So Ed, here are the rules in my house. No snooping through my books and diaries, no leaving my room while I'm taking a shower or my brother is home, and no eating all of my food." I explained to him. I had successfully calmed him down to a point where I could speak to him without him yelling at me. "Now, I'm going to take a shower. While we're out you're going to need to wear guy's clothes until I can buy you some, so stay here for a minute while I go get you a shirt and some pants from my brother. And DON'T touch anything." Since I knew he was Ed now, I had a feeling that he was going to do basically everything I asked him not to, so I had to be quick.

I shut the door quietly and raced across the wide hallway to Dami's room. I went to his closet after jumping over some unneeded crap on the floor and looked in the far back. Damien only wore the things in his hamper, so I grabbed some blue jeans (dark blue) and a loose fitting red tee. It was very thin and soft. Before I left I threw in a black belt and socks. I felt it would bother Ed if I gave him a pair of boxers, so I just didn't. He could get whatever he wanted at the store in a little bit.

I Closed my brother's door and looked back, checking for anything that might give away that I had been there. Nothing was obvious (and Dami was very very messy) So I closed the door and jogged back across the hallway to my room. "Here, Ed." I tossed him the clothes and he didn't look up in time for them to whack him across the face. He had been sitting on my bed and was now KO'ed, laying back on it with his arms spread out.

"Hey!" He flew up to a sitting position, there was a red mark where the belt buckle hit him in the face. "Warn me before you go chucking dangerous belt projectiles at my face next time!" He glared at me.

"Oh shush you alien." I teased. A vein on his head looked like it was about to burst. "Just put those on so you don't look weird in public... Not like your long hair will do you any good. I'm going to explain more of this later, but you may be recognizable to a few people, so If you don't watch it you might get glomped." He looked at me weirdly, probably wondering why the hell other people would know him, much less why I knew him. I figured that I would wait until he found out on his own. FMA was on T.V. every once and a while on Adult Swim at about 10:00. Of course I wasn't really sure that they showed it on there anymore because I hadn't watched the show in so many years.

"uhh... " He wasn't really sure how to reply, it seemed. "What's a glomp?" I laughed out loud, kinda obnoxiously.

"it's... Well let me show you. Stand up, Ed." Oh god, this was going to be hilarious. My brother had teased me about it a lot when we were young. Now I was really going to be glomping someone who used to be a childhood crush.

He looked at me like I was crazy. I was beginning to consider that I really was, like everything in the last 15 hours was just a dream. I seemed to be receiving that look a lot from Ed. He set his clothes on the bed next to him and slowly stood. As soon as he got on his two feet He was on the ground again, Me on top of him, hugging him over the shoulders. Hmm... Edo made a good cushion.

"WHAT THE HELL?" He tried to shove me off, but I had already moved. I sweat-dropped and smiled apologetically.

"That, my good sir, is a glomp. And it will be ten times worse for you because the ground is tile in the mall."

He looked at me slowly while sitting looked seriously scared. "Are you sure we can't just dye my hair or something?"

"I don't think that'll work..." There were way too many fangirls out there. If they saw a black or brown haired Ed they might just flip even more. not only that but no one these days had golden eyes like him. "Uh... Well we could always just buy you a hoodie first and avoid any wide open parts of the mall until you can get a hood on your head. I'd let you borrow more of my brother's clothes but he uses all of his hoodies."

"Fine." He agreed. He stood and stretched. I just went to the bathroom.

"If you haven't noticed, my hair hasn't been washed in forever... I think it needs a good scrub. " Then I thought for a moment. It looks like his hair had been washed this morning. "Oh, and by the way if you didn't notice, I get in a 'black' mood in the mornings and I don't remember what I do. I'm suggesting in the mornings you be careful around me." I smirked at him and he looked kind of upset, probably remembering whatever hell I had put him through this morning. He began to take off his shirt and i laughed.

"Thanks for letting me know, at least." He looked at me a little calmer. I shut the bathroom door and locked it, taking off my clothes and showering.

About seven minutes later I called to Ed, realizing I forgot clothes. "Hey can you walk to the double doors on the right side of my bed and grab me The purple shirt on the floor and the black jeans on the top of my jean pile?"

"uh...Yeah?" He sounded like he was struggling with the doors.

"They slide, Ed."

"oh."

About 15 awkward minutes later (Ed accidentally opened the door without me having all of my clothes on,) we were both on our way to the bus stop (I was only 15, I only had my driver's permit) to get to the Flatirons mall.

"So anyway, what's your name?" Ed finally asked when we sat down on the rubber-coated bench in front of the bus stop.

Oops... I guess I never really did tell him.. Then again, neither did he. "T-Trisha," I smiled at him, remembering something that might strike a nerve or two in him.

"Oh." He said simply, obviously hiding the small shock of recognition. "That was my mom's name." I smiled sadly. Damien and I would always think it was so cool, but when I really thought about it, it was kind of sad.

The bus pulled up and I put an arm on his shoulder. "Don't worry about it too much. I'm sure that shopping will take your mind off of it." He just nodded, and we walked onto the bus with another awkward silence following.

"That'll be $6.40, ma'am." I handed him the money and I took Edward to the back where it was less crowded.

"Here," I patted the seat next to me. He hesitated, but then agreed.

"I was named after my adoptive grandmother, you know." I added. "She was very old when she died though. she lived to 98 years old. Trisha was always kind hearted, you know. I'll show you her picture sometime. Alright?" I looked at him and smiled. He tried to smile back. "But you know I can't have you all upset if we're going to go shopping, so I might as well introduce you to another new device." I pulled out my large Iphone touch from my purse and I saw a glint of excitement in his eyes.

"What is it?" He leaned closer to see it. I pressed the power button and it lit up, turning on.

"This is called an 'I Phone.' You can talk to people over long distances with it, and play games by touching the screen. I unraveled the headphones that were around it. You can also listen to music with it. I gave him one ear bud and showed him that it went in his right ear. I put mine in my left and showed him how to do it. Was it just me or was he kinda cute when he was confused?

Ed looked at the device with awe. Trisha.. (it was still weird for him to call her that) really was an interesting girl. She showed him how to play Mah Jong, and had him listen to a song called 'Again' which was sung by a girl in a different language. (A/N this is the first OP for FMA Brotherhood) By this time the bus had stopped at the 'mall', as Trisha had called it. They walked off the bus into a very very large space with a lot of futuristic looking cars everywhere.

"Our first stop is..." She trailed off looking at someone. A girl with brownish purple looking hair that faded to a blonde-ish orange had spotted them and was walking closer. Ed would have run for his life, now knowing what a glomp was, but she wasn't really looking at him. She was looking at Trisha.

"Yo! Underwood!" She called out, now jogging over to them.

"Hey Zee," She smiled, hugging the girl named 'Zee.' The girl then looked at me. Trisha leaned over to me and whispered, "She won't attack you.. Physically..." Wait.. What?

The girl smiled very largely and put her hand out in front of her, waiting for Ed to shake it. "Yo, shrimp." She smirked, waiting a minute for the reaction.

"WHO'RE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE CAN RIDE ON A LADYBUG!" Ed flipped out on her, beginning a rant. The two girls just laughed at him.

"I never thought I would get to see a real live Ed rant!" 'Zee' said in between waves giggles.

"It's funnier than I thought it would be..." Even Trisha was amused. Was it that funny to make him mad?

"Shut up! Why are you laughing at me and WHY does it look like you know me?" Ed fumed a little.

"Shh Ed, keep it down. If you yell too loud you'll attract too much attention to yourself. This is Zaidee, my best friend. Zaidee, you know Ed." Trisha pointed to each of them at the right time. "Ed, you need to be able to not flip out whenever someone says your name. You are pretty well known around here." Trisha kept her mood calm as could be. She calmed both of the troublemakers down almost immediately. "And before you ask again, I will explain it when the time is right. For now you must not make a huge fuss about it." Zaidee leaned over to Trisha and whispered something in her ear, she sounded surprised.

"Yeah." Trisha smiled and her hair blew in the breeze. Was it just Ed, or was she really pretty?

About three hours later Ed was hooded, and decked out with whatever he needed to live in Colorado. Zaidee was proud of herself, as she had found just about every thing that Ed had needed. Trisha may have been there to help out, but without Zee, the two fashion-dull persons would have gotten nowhere. Trisha had known she would need help, and texted her on the way to the mall, quickly explaining everything that Zaidee really cared about for the time being.

So all she knew was the Ed was living at Trisha's house and that Ed still didn't know where he was. She and Trisha still didn't know how far into the series Ed was because he was not with Al. They also didn't know whether he came from the Anime or Manga realm.

Zaidee decided that it was about time for her to head home. She would have stayed longer, wanting to get more time with Ed, but she was the matchmaker/stylist of everyone's lives, so she would have scolded herself later if she didn't let the two have more time alone.

"Bye Trish." The two girls hugged and Zaidee ran to her mom's car (which had just arrived), leaving the two standing there with about five bags of clothing. It was a good thing Trisha could afford all that, it would have been hell if Ed was stuck in the clothes he came in. They were SO out of style.

A/N

So yeah this was kinda long and boring, I know x3 I'm trying to move on with the story as fast s possible but I figured that we needed more background first. Next chapter it should pick up speed (I hope)

Also, in case I didn't mention it in chapter 3, chapters 2 and 1 were edited and changed up a bit. Specifically the end of chapter 2.

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