Kim: Oh snap! I updated! Yay! Thank you to you all who review. You guys are wonderful and I just wanna bake you all pumpkin squares.

Disclaimer: I don't really own anything. I was inspired by It's always sunny in Philadelphia

Notes: Ehehe. Thanks to a review I realize that my story is rated K+ when it should be T. I don't pay attention to ratings so thank you to whoever told me that. Can you believe when I started this I was 11 and now I'm 14. Wow.

Edward: -doesn't know what to give reviewers- I Edward will give you…a lap dance if you leave reviews.

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A bet. That's all Edward did. A bet against Al and Roy.

Who would beat the other in a mathematical pop quiz?

Now, Al and Edward were in the bet together but Al told Ed to bet for him to win because in his mind he knew he could beat the colonel in any math contest because the colonel sucked at math. Period.

On the other hand Edward knew otherwise. He knew Roy would beat Al so he changed up the bet so that Al would lose and think they lost all their money when Edward actually pocketed it.

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"I can't believe we lost 500 dollars" Al sulked. He hated losing just as much as he hated that mocking bird.

Ed and Al were walking back to their apartment and they decided to take a short cut. A short cut through the alley and everyone knows that something bad always happens in alleys.

"Yeah…" Edward replied back and suddenly stopped when he saw a dark figure approaching them.

It was a homeless man with raggedy clothes, raggedy hair, raggedy everything. He looked harmless up until he shot out his pocketknife at Ed and Al. "GIVE ME YOUR MONEY! EMPTY YOUR POCKETS!"

"We don't have any money," Al said attempting to walk past the man.

"EMPTY YOUR POCKETS OR I WILL STAB YOU BOTH!"

Al sighed and emptied his pockets; there was nothing in them. He then looked at Edward, waiting for him to do the same.

Edward clasped his hands together; "I have nothing in my pockets. Can we just leave?"

"NO! EMPTY THEM!" The homeless man waved the knife at Edward.

Edward took a step back and then gulped as he took out a wad of cash from his pockets. Al looked at him disbelieved, mouth agape.

"GIVE IT HERE!" The man yelled, stepping closer.

Alphonse put his hands on his hips. "HOLD ON OLD MAN!" The man halted and Al turned to face Edward. "Where did you get that?"

"Well you see…. I bet against you because I knew you were gonna lose."

"Were you going to tell me?"

"Err yeah."

Al shook his head and faced the homeless man. "You can kill him." He then stalked away, pulling at his hair because in the far distance he heard the mocking bird chirping from their apartment.

Edward glared at Al and then looked back at the homeless man and smiled nicely. "Please don't stab me."

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Kim: Thanks for reading.