A/N: Third chapter, ori-actually, you should already know what I was about to say. Well, enjoy!

A/N: Thank you very much for the reviews! I hope I get more soon! And PLEASE give me some ideas; I'm having MAJOR writer's block. This is just a filler chapter I guess, to just let you know what happened the next day, and how freaked out the FMA people are. Oh! I forgot, I am also thinking about making an Avatar: The Last Airbender/ FMA crossover, so if you guys came give me any ideas on that, and then I'll try to include them in the story. Enjoy!

Previously:

"What was that?" Carly whispered to Sam.

"Don't look at me! It's not like a put a pipe bomb back there!" Sam hissed back.

"Owwww… what the hell…" a voice came from behind the studio.

"Who are you people?" Freddie asked.

"Edward Elric." The boy said.

"Alphonse Elric, please to meet you." The armor dude said.

"Colonel Roy Mustang, pleased to make your acquaintance." The man said, smiling. Carly blushed, but hardly anyone noticed, except for Freddie of course, who glared at him.

"Where did you guys come from, and why are you in our studio?" Freddie said, still glaring at Colonel Mustang.

"Before we answer that question, we need you ask YOU a question." The Colonel said, smirking at him. "We need to know the exact date, time and place we are at currently."

"You're in Seattle, it's March 25, 2010, and it's about seven o'clock."

Edward's POV

"This is not possible, how are we in the FUTURE AND ON THE OTHER SIDE…" I said, while I was fiddling with my pencil. After that whole awkward scene with Carly and her friends, she decided to give us one of their guest rooms in the apartment. After a couple of minutes of settling in, I decided to take notes on the theories I had so far on how we got to…Seattle was it?

It feels like we're not supposed to be here, and have absolutely nothing to do with it. (You have NO idea Ed…) Anyway, I closed my small notepad I always keep in my coat pocket, and left it on the desk next to the bed. I turned around to see Al "sleeping" in his bed, and the Colonel Bastard checking himself out with a pocket mirror. I looked at the clock; it was exactly 11:30 in the night.

I sighed, and decided to go to sleep. I took of my clothes, wore the pajamas Carly had leant me, covered myself with a blanket, and fell asleep almost instantly.

~*THE NEXT MORNING*~

"Fullmetal…wake up. Fullmetal? FULLMETAL! WAKE UP, DAMMIT!" a voice yelled, which caused me to wake up. It was the Colonel, looming above me.

"What! Can't a guy get any peaceful sleep around here without anyone disturbing him?" I shot upright out of bed and punched him with my RIGHT hand. What? He deserved it.

"It's time to wake up, it's almost 8:00 AM!" he yelled at me.

"What's your point? It's not like you're going to be late for work or something, bastard!" I yelled back, seriously pissed.

"Brother, Colonel! Please calm down, you might wake them up!" Al said, referring to Carly and the others.

"All right Alphonse." Roy said, going into the bathroom to change. "I'll be out in a minute."

Heh…like I freaking care…

I went toward the desk were I had kept my clothes, and started to change. I was about to take my shirt off when I heard a knock on the door, and heard it open. It was Carly, who had her mouth open to say something, but then saw I was changing. She blushed, and I blinked with confusion.

"Oh sorry, I didn't know you were changing, sorry!" She loudly shut the door.

"Huh?" I said, still confused. What had just happened?

"Brother, I think she's a little embarrassed about seeing you HALF-naked." Al giggled, answering my unasked question. I blushed a little. Well, it wasn't my fault, oh well…

~*FIVE MINUTES LATER*~

I finished changing, and went down the stairs with the Colonel and Al. I saw Carly and another person, about maybe in his early 20's, who was fiddling with something.

"Who's that?" the man and I said at the same time. Confusion rose between everyone in the room, except for Carly.

"Um…Spencer, this is Edward, his brother, and Colonel Roy Mustang. Guys, this is my brother, Spencer." Carly said.

"Uh okay…and WHY are they in our apartment?" Spencer asked, using a stern voice.

"Um… well, because they kind of appeared out of nowhere and needed a place to stay, so I offered to let them stay here until further notice, I guess…" Carly explained, getting a confused expression from Spencer.

"All right, as long as they don't cause any trouble!" Spencer smiled at us.

"Thank you for your hospitality Mr. Spencer!" Al said, bowing a little.

Spencer straightened himself out, trying to look sophisticated. "Yes, that's me. MR. SPENCER."

Carly sweat dropped. "Just call him Spencer, he's just never been addressed as a mister, and probably won't ever be." We all laughed, except for Spencer, who went back to fiddling with a… paper clip? Ah… never mind that.

"Oh, Carly! It's almost time for school! Hurry up and get changed!" Spencer told her. Her eyes went wide.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot! Hey, do you want to come too?" she asked me.

"But don't you have to register into school? And I already know everything I need to, you don't have to take me with you." I said.

"It's all right! We can just tell the principle and he'll take care of it everything!" she said, rushing up to her room. "Be ready in five minutes!"

"Wait! I don't need to-" Ahhh…forget it…

The Colonel laughed. "This is great! You can socialize with kids your own age now!"

"The Colonel's right, brother! Tell me all about school when you get back, okay brother!" Al said happily, acting like the OLDER brother…sheesh, I hate when he does that!

"Yeah, yeah Al…" I said, glumly.

"Okay, let's go." Carly said, coming down the stairs, and pulling on her jacket. We said our good byes and I followed her out the door.

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A/N: Well, done with chapter three already! Look for chapter four!