This is a continuation of story #3, "Spitballs". So yeah, hope you enjoy.

That Picture?

By Dinosaurs On The Moon Cookies

"Edward! Time for school! And please don't get in troble again, kay?" Came the voice of Trisha Elric as Edward Elric ran out the door, not bothering to say goodbye, because his schoolbus had just flashed by his house.

"Damn bus! Stop yo' wheels for a friggin' minute!" Ed yowled as he tore down Elm Avenue, chasing bus #1313.

The bus obviously didn't listen, because Ed had to run it all the way to school. By then, Ed was completely pissed. This had been the third time the bus had passed by, and every time, he couldn't catch it! He'd even tried waking up twenty minutes early and wating outside, but it just flew past like there wasen't a care in the world. And now he was late. AGAIN. Mr. Mustang was sure to send his mom a letter of how late he had been recently, and frankly, he just wanted to punch the driver in the face.

Ed grumbled as he caught up to his best friend Alfons, who had been waiting by the enterance, as he always did. Beside Alfons, was his other friend Ling Yao, who had only been his friend since he had moved from Ying about three months before.

"You don't look okay, Edo-chan! Wazzup? Bus pass yo' house again?" Ling asked, hugging Ed like he always did.

"Duh. I would've been on the bus if you haden't noticed. I really want to sock the driver in the face!" Ed said, returning Ling's hug.

"Then why don't we? It would be fun!" Alfons said, pointing to the bus, standing still. "Or we could trash it, I don't think he's in there. Who's in?"

Ed and Ling looked at eachother and gave evil grins, nodding. "I think he deserves that, after what he's done!" Ed cheered, running after Alfons, who had begun to go to the bus, Ling following.

Soon the trio were at the door of the bus, and Alfons had to pry the door open with his math binder, and it went SWOOSH! as it opened, almost scaring the crap out of Ling, who wasen't used to Amestrian technology. The bus was all game for the teens. They ran in, and somehow had the suppiles they needed to trash a bus properly. Ed grabbed a can of white spray paint, and began to spray obsenaties allover the walls, and on the windows. Alfons was stabbing the seats with a jagged pencil and laughing in a childish glee as he did. Ling was not really taking part, but was taking pictures, and had his phone playing "The Hamster Dance". Within minutes, the bus had been covered in stab holes and white words, and the three decided to join in a really load Hamster Dance. It was clearly a sight to see, until they managed to hear the bus driver come back.

"SHIT! Sock em'!" Alfons cried, pulling the emergancy door open, letting the alarm ring and pulling Ling out.

Ed took the right moment to punch the bus driver in the croch, and tear out after his friends, yelling the lyrics to the Hamster Dance chorus. There were seventh graders outside having break, and they saw the trio of sixth graders leap out of the back of the bus, and rush to the bushes, yelling out strange things. One was Alphonse Elric, Ed's older brother by a few months, and he was standing there, mouth agape once he relized who the three were.

"Ohhhh, Edddddddd... When I tell your teacher...you three will be doomed." Al composed his posture to normal and stormed into the school, right for Mr. Mustang's classroom.

Part one for the story's #6 and 7. Sorry it wasen't what you were expecting from what I had said, I left my notebook at my house and so I had to come up with a two-parter from sratch. Hope you like, though! Reveiwers get cookies! :D I might actually make the adventures of 13-year old Ed a full story of its own. Should I?