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...I dunno.

~ 4 Fun ~

Me: Ok Ed, you're back in.

Ed: Whew…

Me: You'll probably freak when you read this chapter…so I'll just ban you again---

Ed: NO! I'll be good!

Al: -reads the chapter- …brother…I don't think you should read this…

Ed: Why?

Al: Just because…well…-giggles- nothing…

Roy:…now, lets read!

Chocolate Cupcakes

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They still had a pretty long time until the party begins. So Al was busy trying to find a good time-killer.

Hey wait… Until he just realized that they were missing something. What is brother going to wear?

"Aw, dang it! I forgot! I have a costume, but what about Ed?" Al walked back and forth, debating thoughts in his head.

Ok, so he could be a….kitten---no…he'd killed me for that. And besides, that's Roy's costume…

What about a gangster theme?

Al paused and a shivered imagining what Ed could do with those 'fake' tools that come with the costume.

It should be something…cute…something that he could practice for the cross-dressing mission…

Suddenly, an evil grin spread across Al's face. Heh…I don't care if he kills me---this is pure genius!

A few minutes later, Al told Ed that he was going shopping and headed out. He dialed his friend, Kimo's, number and waited. Someone answered.

"Hello?" It was a Kimo's voice. Good.

"Hey, Kimo, it's Al. I know this is last minute, but I need a favor." Al crossed his fingers.

"Alright, sure. What is it?" she asked from the other line.

"I need you to bring me that outfit you where when you work. Meet me at the coffee shop three streets ahead, okay?"

There was a silence. "Why would you want to borrow that?"

"I…have my reasons. Sorry, but I want to keep it a secret, okay?" Al whispered.

"Okay, bye." Kimo hung out and went to get her outfit from her closet.

Kimo and Al became good friends when they rescued a family of cats who had kittens. They even joined a kitten fan club together.

As promised, Kimo met Al near the coffee shop minutes later. She bought some coffee and chatted with Al.

"So…your brother, is going to…where that…?!" She pointed to her bag.

Al sighed. "It's a long story. But to make it short, he needs a costume for the party."

"I really don't understand why you'd pick this one out of all the oth---"

"Listen, I'm sorry but there's no time. Gotta go!" Al jumped out of his seat and ran back to the house, carrying Kimo's bag.

When he got back, Ed was fast asleep on the couch.

"Brother, wake up." Al called. He really didn't want to interrupt, but this was an exception.

Ed turned over, mumbling something.

"Guess we'll have to do this the hard way…"

And 3, 2, 1…

"Hey, brother! I just got your costume for the party! And guess what? It's a size SMALL!"

With that, Ed sat straight up. "Are you saying that I'm a smaller than one fourth piece of a tiny seed!?"

Well, at least he was awake.

"I didn't say that, but what I said before was true."

Ed frowned. "So it really is a size small?"

"Um…no, it's petite…" Al said nervously. He took a step back.

"AAAALL!!"

"Brother, calm down. It was a joke!!!! It's really a size medium!" Al lied.

Ed blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Oh…so what is it actually?"

"Come here! I'll show you!!" Ed thought he heard some sort of sarcasm that came with it, but he followed him anyways.

What he saw next could have scarred him mentally for life. His brother took out…a maid's outfit. It had golden ribbons on the bottom of the shiny, black dress. There was another layer of white curly strips or fabric and a matching spiky hat. The top for it had three white and gold buttons on each side and another gold ribbon for the waist. He pulled out a pair of black leather boots and fluffy white socks and gloves. And the conclusion, Al took out a handy duster from underneath the bag.

"So, what do you think? It's very cute and the golden ribbons match your hair!" Al said excitedly.

Ed was just paralyzed by shock. "Is. This. A. Joke.? CUZ IT BETTER BE!!" he cried, even though he did admit that it was pretty cute.

Al remained calm. "Now, now, brother. I know this might be a tad embarrassing, but this will be considered good practice or your cross-dressing mission."

"I am NOT cross-dressing! And I am NOT going to wear a dress, EVER!" Ed stomped his feet. "And what do you mean by 'might' and 'a tad'?"

"Remember, I'm invincible, and you can't kill me."

"Ugh! Damn! But that can't stop me from cutting you into pieces and throwing you into a dumpster and keeping the blood seal in my pocket!"

"We only have 25 minutes until the party! There's no time to get another costume!"

"I'll wrap myself with toilet paper if I have to!"

"You're going to wear this whether you like it or not!"

Al ran after Ed, who tried to lock himself into the bathroom. But Al drew a transmutation circle and made a hole in the door. He was still holding the dress as he slowly walked toward Ed.

"What are doing?!"

"Like I said, I'm stronger than you!"

"Ahhh! Stop that!"

"If you don't wear it, I'm gonna put it on!!"

"Ow! That's too tight!! Are you sure this is a size medium?"

Al growled annoyingly. "Never mind that!"

"No! What if people recognize me?"

"No they won't! And I bet that Roy would love to see you in a miniskirt!"

"What?! I thought it was a dress!"

"It was."

"B-But…"

"Yeah, but it looks like a cute little miniskirt when you put it on."

"But---Hey, I AM NOT LITTLE!"

"Just hold still, I'm almost done!" Al tried to get the ribbon around his waist.

After ten minutes, they were finished and Al was exhausted. He got up and said, "Time for the make up…ugh, I hate this..."

Ed's eyes widened. "Make up? I DON'T WEAR MAKE UP!"

"I'm only talking about a little hint of blush and lip-gloss!"

"NO!" Ed was about to continue when he saw Al take a long piece of rope from his back.

"CO. OO. PER. RATE. Or I'll tie you to a chair."

"Yes…sir."

The makeup took another 5 minutes, and they were all done.

"C'mon, Niisan, look in the mirror."

"It'll probably break."

"You're exaggerating, you look beautiful." Seriously, if Al weren't an empty suit of armor, he would have a nosebleed.

"Fine…" Ed walked in front of the mirror and gasped.

"Is that really me?" He touched the glass and blushed.

"Duh."

"Hm…this isn't so bad…" Ed said as he examined himself.

"I-I don't know what to say…except…WOW!" he turned to his brother, "You should do this more often, you know."

"Since when have I ever done this?"

Ed smiled and took several poses that a girl would do and checked the mirror. Al had tied his hair as a ponytail and curved the bottom of his bangs. He spun around two times and his dress flew up and gave Al a good view of his panties.

"Uh…brother---there's another thing I think you should know." Al pointed to his dress, "Make sure that you cover that part, or else people can see your new panties that I got for you."

"Oh…" Ed smoothed it down.

"Hey Al," Ed asked.

"Yeah?"

"I think Winry will be jealous when sees me like this." He giggled and imagined Winry's face.

Is it me or is he becoming ever more feminine than usual…?

"Oh, and another thing, when we get back, prepare to die." Ed said darkly.

"Yes…brother." Al shivered.

"Now lets go!" Ed said cheerfully.

…Well easy come, easy go…

Al looked at the clock. They were going to be late, but it was worth it.

"Taxi!" Al waved his hands near the street. A couple cars passed by, but none stopped.

"Ugh…people these days…"

"Is it okay if I try it?" Ed asked from behind.

"Sure, but I doubt that it would make a difference..." Al crossed his arms.

Ed shrugged. "Hey, over here, we need a ride!" he waved his left hand in the air.

Instantly, a random car passing by stopped. The window opened and a guy sat in the driver's seat. "Hey there, heard you need a ride?"

"Yes, please." Ed replied.

"Looks like you're off to the costume party down town, I'll drive you." He opened the back doors.

"B-but he---I mean she but---how? And---bleh!" Al pointed at Ed and looked at the guy and then blabbered some more.

Ed sat in the back sat and asked, "So what's your name?"

"Call me Leum, and you?"

"It's E---" Think of a girl's name…a girl's name…but it can't be stupid…or too complicated...

"I mean, it's Eve. Nice to meet you." Ed was relieved.

"Well then, excuse me for saying this, but you look hot in that costume."

"Um…thanks, I guess." UGH!! He's flirting with me! He doesn't know that I'm a boy! B. O. Y. whatdoIdo---whatdoIdo!?! He was just about to rip his hair out when Al stepped into the car.

"Careful, brother." Al warned, "He might try to flirt with you…"

Like he didn't already…

And they were off.

"Brother, if you're going to pretend to be a girl, you need to change your voice a little bit." Al whispered so that Leum couldn't hear.

"Hm…fine." he whispered back.

"Hey, are you guys talking about me?"

"No..of course not…"

"Don't be shy, Eve, I'm sure that your big brother is just overprotective."

Oh no…Al thought.

Ed clenched his teeth. "BIG brother?!" He jumped up. "I'M THE BIG BRO---"

Al covered Ed's mouth before he finish. "Um…uhh…he meant that I'm…his cousin."

"Fuaklfhtahennfhdiiuyattaofaokfa!" Ed mumbled.

At the bar, Roy and Hughes had arrived ten minutes early. "Hughes, I don't see them anywhere."

"Of course you don't, you dolt! They're more likely to be late."

They walked in and sat down. "Give me today's special please." Hughes said to the waitress. She nodded and turned to Roy.

"Same as him."

The waitress blushed and skipped into the kitchen.

Hughes frowned. "Roy, you're not supposed to be flirting. You're with Ed now, remember?"

"Yeah, but the thing is, that I wasn't trying to flirt."

After five minutes, Roy was getting discouraged. "Man, I still don't see them, Maes. What if they forgot?"

"Just be patient and wait." Hughes suggested.

Just then, the same waitress appeared with their orders and set them on the table. She also put two glasses of smoothies onto the table too. "These are on the house. It's for the party, so you each get one free." She explained.

"What kind are they?" Hughes asked.

"Sorry, but we're low on the others, so these are both mango smoothies." She turned around and walked to another table.

"Hughes, I nervous."

"Don't be, man. Ed is probably more embarrassed than you are." He took a sip. "Mmm…this is good, try it!"

Roy nodded. "Hey maybe if I pray, things will work out."

Hughes stared at him. "Who are going to pray to? You don't believe in God."

"That's why I have an alternative!" Roy pointed to his mango smoothie.

"I will pray to the mangos!" he demanded.

Hughes shook his head. You've got to be kidding me…

"You're taking this mango thing too seriously…"

"Says who?"

"Says me."

"And what do you say?"

"I just said it! I said that---"

"If you already said it then how come saying it is so hard to say when I said to tell you to say it? Just saying…you know."

"Wha…?" Must be the alcohol getting to his head.

Roy turned his attention the people coming in. Still no sign of Ed or Al. Then he saw a different waitress who's back was walking by.

"Hey, miss, can you give me some coffee with some cream and---"

"What, I'm not a waitress!" he turned around and gasped.

"ROY!?"

Wait…he recognized that voice, it sounded like---

"ED?!"

"Oh boy…" said both Al and Hughes with a sweat drop.

END CHAPTER

A/N: Boy am I tired...