GRAMMER'S NOTES: NO SPEEL CHECK!

Teh Queen: yeah, so there's a chapter 2, and it's here for self-satisfaction, because after reading though the first chapter again, I realised how dodgy it was, and I'm afraid this won't be too much better, I'm trying to make it exciting, but I'm so hopeless!

Teh Slave: Got that right, I could pull better writting out of my a-

Teh Queen: LET'S just let any readers decide for themselves, I'd rather hear it from them than you.

The following day, Ed wasn't as grumpy when it came to getting out of bed and didn't even get angry at the bathroom mirror for not catering for the more compact people, as he liked to think of it.

"You haven't sworn or made a snide comment about anything all morning, what happened?" Hoenhiem raised his eyebrows at his son who was standing on his toes to check all his buttons were done up right in the mirror.

"Let's just say, it's going to be a good day. Good whether, pay day, science and beautiful women." Ed said vaguely -Although I hope she's wearing a less flattering shirt today-

"Who's this woman?"

"well young adult, probably my age, she's Oberth's apprentice, I like her style."

"Just keep your mind on the project."

"I don't forget about my family so easily."

Ed walked past his father towards the front door and jogged out into the street, deciding he'd be better off walking today, not seeing Hoenhiem's smirk has he closed the door.

"You're a bit late." Fel said gracefully letting Ed into her room.

"Well, with cab prices now, I think I'd rather be late than pay that every day."

-And good to see you're in reasonable home fashion, although I'm not a fan of having hair so neat for a day of research.- Ed noted.

He walked briskly in and made himself comfortable on the sofa, helping himself to one of the assorted mints on the coffee table and flicking through Fel's notes.

"That's personal research thank you very much." Fel said bending for the notes. Ed blocked her, dotting his finger in the centre of her forehead and holding her there.

"You see, this wouldn't work because it wouldn't combust fast enough and when it does the initial reaction force would be too strong, making the ship collapse." Ed pointed out, still holding the notes out of Fel's reach. He turned to her after no response and immediately took his finger off her head and looked up at the ceiling.

-Casual wear or not, bending over still amounts to certain views down the front.-

Fel had a cynical look on her face. It was obvious she didn't like being proven wrong. Ed just smiled and took another mint. Fel noticed his gloves.

"I shouldn't think you would need those inside, especially if you're planning on eating mints and writing anything." Fel pointed out sitting herself next to Ed.

"I'm fine." Ed replied quickly thinking of questions he might get if she saw his right hand. She was smart, and would be able to see right though any car crash excuse he used. Ed went to hand Fel back her notes and his heart almost skipped a beat when her hand touched his while taking it, but in fact she pinched the tip of his left glove and pulled it off as well as taking back her notes.

"Got one off, may as well make them a pair." Fel mocked. Ed didn't feel like being childish and tackling her for it, and hoped the best for the car crash excuse to work.

"Aright, take the gloves." Ed said, gracefully handing over the other one. Fel took them both and made them a neat pair on the table, but at the same time was looking at his hand, and before she could open her mouth Ed answered for her.

"Car crash, long time ago, I don't really want to talk about it." Hoping if he sounded serious and traumatized by the event she would drop it. Didn't work.

"You know, I think your lying, your nostrils are flaring, and you blinked twice, had you been serious, you wouldn't have blinked at all." Fel pointed to his flaring nostrils, and Ed furiously rubbed his nose.

"Alright, but maybe I don't want to tell you how I lost my arm." Ed said in a confronting manner

"Well, you're Hoenhiem's son right, so I'm guessing you got it from the world you both came from or whatever."

Had Ed had tea in his mouth at that moment, he would have sprayed it right in Fel's face.

"Who-Wh-What, what do you mean?" Ed stuttered.

"Let's just say I know your father. Maybe you might tell me once we're in the Soviet." Fel said in a chipper way. She was too full of surprises.

"You mean the USSR? How are we getting there, why are we going there, how do you know my dad?" Ed felt like such an idiot at the moment, but going to the Soviet Union would be a big deal. He couldn't say the USSR and West Germany were exactly on friendly terms.

"I'll tell you how I know your father as soon as you tell me how you lost your arm. Mr Oberth reviewed my report on the theories you posted to me yesterday and has organized us to pitch the plans some organisation run by this Korolev guy, and don't worry about getting in, I'm sure they make exceptions for top students of the Technical University of Munich." Fel listed flicking a little bit of hair from Ed's stunned face.

-Whatever face I'm making, I'm pretty sure it isn't going to woo her any time soon.-

Teh Queen: OHKAY! So Some of the dates aren't going to match, let's just pretend the flight research organization existed in the 20's and we'll all be happy.

Teh Slave: just when I though you couldn't get any lower...

Teh Queen: no one asked you.

Teh Slave: Well, let us just see what the reviewers say then dear sister.