AdventureAddict: Yay! It's a super long weekend, so I will try to write a super long and extra good chapter!

Frodo: (yawns) again?

AdventureAddict: yes, again. Where's Ed, I want some good conversation here.

(Frodo runs off to trailer crying)

Al: um, Ed is, ahem, unable to come in today, so I'm taking his place.

AdventureAddict: You're not even in the fanfic yet! Oh well, what do you mean, 'unable to come in?'

Al: Well…

Winry: YOU BROKE IT AGAIN, ALCHEMY FREAK?!?! (Throws a wrench)

AdventureAddict: ah, that kind of 'unable to come in.' Okay then, let's start the story now and give those two some time…

Ed: IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT BAD GUYS WHO HATE MY GUTS ARE CHASING ME!!!

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Chapter Three – Milk and Cookies

Robyn pulled on her shirt, then grabbed her sack lunch and spun the dial on her locker. She turned to Kari, who was holding a stack of English books. The two of them turned and walked out of the locker room and into the hall, chatting softly. When they went around the corner, there was Ed in his red jacket, leaning against the wall. Robyn heard Kari whimper and she rolled her eyes. Kari had a mild case of fan girl syndrome, she thought to herself.

(A/N: Me, I have a SEVERE case of fan girl syndrome when it comes to Ed. I mean, this is dangerous to my health!)

"They're not going to let us go until the bell rings," he told them lazily. The other two just looked at each other, wondering how to make small talk with Ed. It wasn't like they could just say, "So, what's your latest assignment from Central? Checking out America? That's cool."

"So, you got any siblings?" Robyn asked casually, looking anywhere but into Ed's eyes. She looked at his stomach and blushed, remembering how there had been pictures of him in just his boxers in the manga.

"Nah, what about you?" he replied. Robyn looked down at the ground, eyebrows bunched together. Kari opened her mouth to change the subject, when the bell rang. Robyn sighed in relief. Kari waved goodbye to Robyn and walked off in one direction, while Ed and Robyn walked in another. After a few minutes, Robyn noticed that Ed was still walking beside her.

"You know, I don't need a bodyguard," she said, turning to him with a smirk on her face.

"Neither do I," he replied.

"Then back off!"

Ed turned to her, a strange smirk on his face. "We're just walking in the same direction by chance. And unless you're going somewhere other than the lunchroom, we'll probably be walking in the same direction for a bit longer."

Robyn glanced down at the sack lunch clutched in her hand and frowned. She didn't want to try chatting with Ed all the way to the lunchroom. "Not unless I beat you there," she grinned, knowing Ed wouldn't pass up a race. The two of them glanced at each other, and then shot off, streaking down the halls.

They both reached the table at the same time, slapping their hands on it in unison. "I…win," Ed panted triumphantly.

"Did…not," Robyn said, taking in as many gulps of air her lungs would allow. "I…totally…won," she sat down and started pulling things out of her bag. Ed walked over to the lunch line.

Robyn had already finished her ham and cheese sandwich when Ed walked over with his mountain of food. Robyn chuckled silently to herself, then dug into her bag as he started stuffing his face. Robyn fumbled around in the sack a little longer before she realized that she had forgotten to pack a drink for herself. She sighed and stood up.

"Uh, Ed? I'm going to…" Robyn started, then stopped when she realized he was so busy eating he hadn't heard a word she had said. "Never mind…" she sighed and then walked off to get a drink. Robyn glanced at the drinks she could buy, then fumbled around in her pocket for change. She pulled out the few coins she could and counted them. She had fifty cents exactly, which was enough for a carton of chocolate milk. Barely.

She walked to back to the table holding her milk and saw Ed sitting there, all his food gone. Robyn grinned to herself. Maybe it would be well worth her fifty cents. She sat down and placed her milk on the table and started to open it.

"Where were y-" Ed started, but stopped as Robyn jabbed a straw into the milk carton. She couldn't stand drinking it out of the carton straight. It was probably because she used to eat paper when she was four. Robyn just took a sip of milk and looked at Ed, who paled and started sweating.

"What's wrong?" she asked innocently. "You want a sip?" she held it out to him, and was pleased by Ed looking ready to throw up. Ed shook his head, and muttered something that sounded a lot like, "I hate milk."

"Well sure, when it's warm, well that's just disgusting," Robyn said. "But when it's nice and cold like this," she took another sip for emphasis, "Mmmm!" Ed pushed his chair away another inch from her. Robyn laughed and then quickly finished the rest of the milk in a few sips, then tossed it into a trash can behind her. "Better?" she asked Ed. The color seemed to be returning to Ed's face, and he didn't seem to have quite so many beads of sweat on his forehead. He nodded meekly, and Robyn chuckled.

"Well, I didn't think chemistry would be so cool," Robyn said quickly, changing the subject to something she knew Ed would like.

Ed looked up at her in surprise, and then said, "What, the whole 'Modern Alchemy' thing? Yeah, it was all right I guess. You know about alchemy?"

Robyn smiled, "Well, duh. First of all, I answered half the questions in there; second of all I have read books. Authors like the idea of alchemy too, I guess"

Ed grinned a little, paused and said, "That drawing you did in Chemistry," Robyn stiffened. She had been wondering when that would come up. He probably thought she was some kind of stalker.

"It was really good. You in Art or something?" Robyn relaxed. So he was just surprised by her skill, that was all.

"Well, my mom was an artist, and she used to teach me, but…" Robyn looked down at the table. "She died."

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault," Robyn said, looking up at Ed again. A lot of people had said that after her mom had died, but Robyn didn't understand it. Them apologizing for her mom's death didn't help at all. Only the apologies of the people who did it would help.

"Ed, do you want to come to Anime Club tomorrow on Monday school?" she blurted out. Why had she said that? Inviting him to anime club would not be good.

"Sure, I guess," he mumbled. It was too late now to tell him not to come. Somehow Robyn always managed to do this to herself.

Robyn spent the rest of the day looking for Ed, but she only saw him in the hallways a few times, not in anymore of her classes. Ed was a bit of a commotion in the hallways with his red jacket and gloves. At the end of the day, Robyn packed up her books quickly, and raced to the front door. Once she was outside, she started breathing in huge gulps of fresh air.

"Much better," she said out loud.

"Talking to yourself again?" Robyn heard a voice behind her say. She turned around only to see Ed. She grinned at him and nodded happily.

"Whoa," Ed said, a surprised look on his face. "What happened to you?"

"What do you mean?" Robyn said innocently. She knew she had a whole different attitude outside, lots of people had commented on it over the years.

"Well, you just seem not so…emo," Ed stated simply.

Robyn looked at him, an evil smirk on her face, then yelled, "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO DEPRESSED THEY COULDN'T EVEN GET OUT OF THEIR OWN BED?!?!" She shook her fists in the air and was kicking her legs as high as they could go.

Ed took a step back. "I didn't say that!" he yelled, trying to make the hurricane stop.

Robyn suddenly stopped, then looked at Ed and said, "And I didn't say all of that stuff you said after I called you short."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PIECE OF PLANKTON SO SMALL THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE IT WITH A MICROSCOPE?!?!"

Robyn sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yeah, see what I mean? Okay, you're not short. All right?" Ed looked over at her, a vein still throbbing on his cheek, but at least he had stopped his tantrum. Robyn smiled, and then turned.

"I'm going to the park. I'll see you tomorrow!" she called over her shoulder. Ed waved back lazily.

"I think I'll go take a nap." He muttered to himself as his stomach suddenly growled. "And maybe have a snack."

Robyn spent an hour in the park sketching trees and any people who passed while she enjoyed the wind blowing through her hair. Finally, she decided she better head home and cook dinner for her father and work on her homework, even if she wanted to just sit in the park for years, enjoying the idea of Ed going to her school. Robyn slowly got up from her position on the ground and trudged home.

She stopped in front of the door to her house and put her key in the lock, looking to the right as she turned it. The moving van was still in front of the neighbor's house. Maybe she could bake some cookies or something later, she thought as she walked in. she dropped her backpack in the front entrance and walked over to the fridge, where she pulled out a few ingredients.

Two hours later, Robyn was scribbling out a note to her father.

Dad –

I'm over saying hello to our new neighbors. There's spaghetti in the fridge and leftover cookies on the counter. I'll be home soon. Don't worry, my homework's done.

– Robbie

She wrapped a plate of cookies in cellophane and walked out the front door, carefully locking it behind her. Robyn glanced at her watch. Five o'clock. She had plenty of time. She slowly walked up the front door and pushed the doorbell. She waited for a full minute before she pushed it again, and still nobody answered. She was about to turn around when the door clicked open. There, in all his blonde glory, stood Ed. His hair was in a braid, but a very messy one, and his eyes were only half open. Robyn supposed he had fallen asleep. Suddenly he realized who was standing in front of him, and his eyes snapped open.

"You?! How'd you find out where I live?" he glanced down at the plate in her hands. "Are those cookies?"

Robyn sighed. "Yes, me. I live next door. And yes, cinnamon chip cookies." She could see that Ed was going to start drooling if he didn't get one of the cookies quickly. "Well, go ahead and have some," she sighed, holding the plate out to Ed, "I did bring them for my new neighbors."

Ed snatched the plate from Robyn and tore the cellophane off, then stuffed one of the cookies in his mouth, walking inside the house and motioning for Robyn to do the same. After managing to chew the first cookie, he looked at Robyn in surprise.

"It's really good," he told her. Robyn just blushed and scratched the back of her head.

"I was my mom's recipe. I don't know what else to use cinnamon chips for," she said. Her mom used to make really good food. Robyn could still remember the devil's food cake she had on her seventh birthday. That had been the best cake she had ever had, and she didn't know if she would ever have cake that was any better.

"Where are your parents?" Robyn asked, glancing around the house.

"Still at work," Ed mumbled, cookie in his mouth. Of course he would say that, Robyn thought with a smile. The two of them chatted until eight thirty, when Robyn said she had to go home, or else her dad would kill her. She walked home and walked inside. Her dad still wasn't home. Robyn sighed and crossed out the 'I'm over saying hello to our new neighbors' and the 'I'll be home soon' and replaced it with 'I'm asleep.' She then walked into her room and collapsed on the bed.

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AdventureAddict: Yay! Another chapter done! I'm going to start another one right away, but I figured that was a good stopping point for now. Maybe I'll go and take a nap too…

Ed: Yay! My master plan to slowly turn everyone into Ed clones is working!

AdventureAddict: No, I'm always this tired.

Ed: Are you sure you're not an Ed clone?

AdventureAddict: Positive. Where's Frodo? I miss his weird contributions to the conversation.

Ed: Over there making out with Winry.

AdventureAddict: BLEAGH!!!!! MY EYES!!!!! IT BURNS!!!!!

Ed: Just kidding!

(A/N: Don't worry, even I would never be that cruel and crazy to make that coupling…)