Woohoo! I'm updating. I know I haven't updated in a few days but I was at the beach so I'm sorry. Hey Lust where'd you go. Oh fuck. Okay Malice, can you do the disclaimer? Pleaseee? Malice: Fine

Malice: Liveit2loveit does NOT own fma or any of it's characters. She does however own Temptation, Blasphemy and I. Wait a sec, what is that supposed to mean? You don't own me! I own myself!

Liveit2loveit: On with the story!

Moonlight Shadow 3) Roomies

The three new homunculi walked down the hallway that led to their rooms. Blasphemy was on the far right, Temptation was on the far left, and Malice was in the middle.

"Oh my gosh, did you see our teachers'? I mean I think I made a good impression, but anywa- Mal? Are you listening? Hello?" babbled Temptation using Malice's pet name.

"Give it rest. Little happy over here ain't gonna speak a god-damn word." said Blasphemy with a smirk playing his lips.

Malice glared at him, "Say one more word and I'll rip your head off." She threatened icily.

"Oh my god! Did you hear that?" asked Blasphemy sarcastically, covering his mouth while his eyes were wide with fake shock.

"THAT'S IT!" yelled Malice, punching him in the face. Temptation grabbed her by the waist and held her back.

"Stop it Mal! Stop it or you'll get in trouble." Whined Temptation, hoping that their teachers would be able to keep them away from each other. Malice ceased her struggling and Temptation held her arm just-in-case.

Blasphemy rubbed his cheek and shot a glare at Malice, "I can't wait to see what your teacher will do to that god-damn attitude of yours."

Malice shot a glare back, "He's gonna do absolutely nothing!" she growled. Just the thought of being controlled made her pissed.

Blasphemy smirked, "We'll see about that." He said walking into his room and slamming the door behind him.

Malice snarled, pulling away from Temptation and stalking to her own room. Temptation followed her friend.

The room they entered had pink walls with yellow polka-dots, a bed in the top left corner of the huge room, a bed in the top right corner of the room with a window above each bed, a side table against the wall, but in the middle of the two beds. The carpet was pink with a round, yellow rug in the middle of the room. To their right, there were two doors. The one closest to them was the bathroom, and the other one was the biggest walk-in closet they would ever see. Temptation immediately went to the closet and opened it. It was full of poufy, frilly, ball-gowns. Malice picked one up that was pink and sparkly. She held it away from herself and fake gagged, putting it back.

"Blech, what is all this for? Its disgusting." Complained Malice, collapsing onto the far left bed, face down.

"Oh come on, it isn't that bad. Oh my God! I found a black dress! Come here Mal, it would look perfect on you." Said Temptation nearly squealing. Malice looked up, eyes widening. She got up and walked to Temptation, taking the dress and looking at it. It was all black, made with real silk; it had spaghetti straps, a corset and had a poufy bottom that hung to the ground.

"Whoa. This is the most exaggerated use of black I've ever seen." She said before turning to Temptation. "This dress is mine." She said pulling it closer to herself.

Temptation grinned, "I told you so." She said before chuckling.

Malice rolled her eyes and put the dress back. "I guess you did." She sighed and sat on her bed. "I really hate that old woman. She acts like she's all nice and sweet, but she's not. That palm-tree gets on my last nerve. I want both of them to suffer in my rage." She said glaring at a polka-dot on the wall. "This is getting on my nerves. Why does everyone think they can control me? It's so fucking annoying." She thought fuming.

Temptation closed the closet door, sighed, and then sat on her own bed. "Why is she so angry all the time? Why can't she smile?" she pondered, staring out the window. Malice sighed, a look of boredom crossing her features as she lay down to stare at the ceiling. "At least she's not glaring anymore." thought Temptation, relieved.

The door suddenly burst open, causing Temptation to jump. Envy came strolling in smirking. "Hello ladies." He said looking at Malice's relaxed position.

"Go the fuck away." She said blandly. His smirk vanished, she was totally relaxed.

"No. I'll stay if I wish." He stated, placing a hand on his hip. Malice sat up glaring at him.

"GO. AWAY." She hissed venomously.

"You can't tell me what to do." He stated, crossing his arms over his chest. Malice growled and got up off the bed, intending to punch him out. Temptation hurriedly got in front of Malice.

"Can we do anything sir?" she asked quickly. Envy smirked, placing his hands on his hips.

"Actually, Temptation, you are to meet your teacher in the living room." She nodded and quickly walked off.

"What do you want?" asked Malice, still glaring at Envy.

"Come with me Malice." He said, turning his back on her. When she made no intention to move, he got mad. "Now!" he growled. She huffed and followed him out of the room. "What's her problem? What got her so mad?" thought Envy angrily. "Stupid fucking Bitch!" thought Malice, full of hatred.

Sooooo, how was it?

Malice: Envy is a stupid bitch!

Liveit2loveit: Don't say that! Envy rocks!

Envy: Yes I do.

Malice: No you don't. Anyway, review or Liveit2loveit won't write anymore.

Liveit2loveit: That's right.

Envy: I am way better than Malice.

Malice: Nope. I don't think so.

Envy: Oh really?

Malice: Yep.

Liveit2loveit: =_=' Anyway please R&R