Okay! Update time! I am so proud; I finally get to update all my stories.

Taking a deep breath Al opened the door to see Risa Hawkeye standing at his door.

"Good morning Miss Hawkeye." He said smiling, hoping to god Ed herd him. "You're just in time to meet an old friend of Ed and mines. Please come in." Al walked out back into the living room and motioned for Hawkeye to sit. "I'll go get her."

"I'm sorry Al, but I'm here to see Edward." She looked around. "Where is he?"

"He's in his room, asleep. Elorie is with him now." Al turned into the kitchen as he spoke, knowing that if he looked at Hawkeye, she would tell he was lying his ass off.

"Elorie?" Hawkeye raised an eyebrow.

"The friend. She's a doctor; she's giving head a shot now or something, it supposed to make him better." Al said, just like Ed had told him to. Lying take more planning than he thought.

"Then, what exactly does he have?" Al opened his mouth then froze, he didn't remember. He didn't remember. Shit, he didn't remember.

But, Al had an angel looking out for him that day, because it was that moment Ed 'Eloire' deiced to make her present know.

"Okay Al, that should be it, now for the rest of this week-Oh hello, I didn't see you there," Eloire smiled and held her hand out, which Hawkeye took.

"Well Al? Don't just stand there, introduce us!" Eloire said, trying to coax Al back into the conversation and out of his frozen state.

"S-sorry." Al stuttered "Miss Hawkeye this is Elorie Jane Motuse. Elorie, Risa Hawkeye."

Hawkeye looked Elorie up and down. "Why is Ed dressed as a girl?" she deadpanned. The both froze, Al not sure what to do, and Ed trying to think up of something. "So you dress as a girl to pretend to be a doctor to pretend to care for yourself, just have this week off?" Al burst into laughter; there really was no point in hiding it anymore.

"Shut up Al," Ed hissed at his younger brother. "Well, you see Miss Hawkeye, it's just that…." Ed could bring himself to finish. "I really can't go in this week." He bowed his head.

"Ed, are those boobs fake?" Risa said, deep in thought. Ed couldn't help his face turning bright red. Al only laughed harder.

"Miss Risa why don't you sit down, while we explain?" Al said, rubbing his eyes.

15 minutes later Ed had changed back into his normal clothing, and now sat on the floor with his head in his hands. Risa sat just across from him deep in thought. Al had excused himself to the kitchen, doing one thing or another.

"Well, seems as we have a problem." Hawkeye said standing up; Ed pulled his head up for a moment to look at her.

"One which seems to have no solution." Ed mumbled shaking his head. Risa sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Give me the name." Ed looked up confused. "Of that fake illness?"

"Oh, Untiea Syloic."

"You just made that up didn't you."

"Kinda."

"Alright, I'll tell Mustang, but I he wont be happy. He will more than likely want to see for himself, so I suggest you stay out of site, I have to report now but I'll come by later." She walked to the door when Al popped his head out. "Want a cookie before you go?"

"Excuse me?" Risa said confused.

"He cooks when he's nervous." Ed explained. Risa nodded as Al pushed a bag of cookies into her hand. Shaking her head slightly she left.

Ed flopped onto their small couch "Man I thought I wanna gonna have a heart attack." He said as Al threw him a sugary treat.

"God's revenge for eating His animal friends." Al said sitting next to him and returning to his book.

"You still going on about that 'higher power' crap?"

"I do it for my health."

"Your health? What the hell does that mean?"

"Because when I'm old and gray I won't have gone crazy like my brother."

Ed laughed, "I hate to tell you this, but we've both gone to crazy and back."

"That explains me, but what about you?" Al moved before Ed could kick him.

"I'm on the return trip."

Yes, I know, shitty as hell! Please don't kill me! I'll have another chapter up soon!