When Hughes tried to teach Edward how to throw a knife, things got bad very very quickly.

"You see, Eddo, It's all in the wrist! All in the wrist! Just lean your hand back- that's it- and then snap forward!"

Ed did as we was told, but instead of the knife going across the room to the target, it went straight up, back down, and landed point first onto his shoulder.

"AHHG! GOD DAMMIT!" Ed screamed, his right hand flying to his left shoulder. After a few seconds, he slowly took his hand off and looked at the white glove. The palm and fingers of the white glove were now crimson.

"Ahhaha... fuck!" He growled, replacing his hand. The knife had managed to stab into his shoulder about a half an inch deep. The knife itself had fallen to the ground.

Maes was instantly to his side, trying to pry the youngers hand off his wound. In return, he recived a line of curses.

Roy Mustang, however, was too busy cracking up to do anything but! Unfortunetly for him, Edward noticed.

At the sight of the Colonel trying to contain his laughs, and failing miserably at it, Ed exploded. "WHAT THE HELL IS FUNNY ABOUT THIS, YOU JERK!"

Roy looked up, his face red and his eyes watering. His shoulders- scratch that, his entire body- shook with a inaudible laugh. He took a few deep breaths, only to burst into laughter once more. Between gasping for breath and giggling at Edward misfortune, he spoke.

"It's.. just... hilarious... to see... you... even... TRY... to... throw... a knife!"

"Really? How about I throw it at you, you bastard!"

"Nah, I'm good."

With a huff, Ed turned back to the target and picked the knife up, ignoring his injury. He glared at the target before attempting to fling the blade at it.

He swung back.

He swung forward.

But nothing flew at the target.

Ed and Maes turned to see Roy, frozen in a walk behind them, with the knife 1 inch away from his nose.

On the back swing, the knife had flew out of Edward's hand and imbedded it's self into the wall.

Roy looked cross-eyed at the knife before slowly turning to Maes and Ed. He spoke calmly, yet in a blaming way-

"I'm not even going to ask how I'm still alive. Because you know what I think? I think I died long ago and you two are my eternal punishment..."

Both men, tall and small, looked stunned, before a certaint chibi- alchemist spoke up.

"You're like a constant downer, huh?"