These are as follows:

Lil' Cal

Ed

Roy

Risembool

Central

Automail

Dino-nuggets,

and whatever else.

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With Abby, now back home with her Uncle in tow:

Abby flopped onto her bed, groaning as her back popped. "I don't know how you got any sleep in Japan, Uncle T. Those futons suck."

On the couch, Tony laughed. "You get used to it, I promise. Now, since I'm broke, we'll have to find somewhere inexpensive for me to stay."

Abby lifted her head off of the mattress, eyes sleepy. It was 1 in the morning after all. How was her uncle so awake? Oh yeah, time difference. "Just grab the spare for Camille's apartment. It's the monkey-headed key on the hook. She lives next door on the right. Don't touch the walls, or any of her stuff except the bed until tomorrow. I have to disable the alarm."

Tony chuckled. "As if I couldn't disable any old alarm."

"Not this one, you can't. It's alchemical, and only Cammy and I know the array to make it stop from going off and waking up everyone in the building."

"It can't be that bad, can it?"

"It alternates between 'WARNING, NUCLEAR MELTDOWN IMMENT', 'IT'S THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE, BITCHES!' and 'INTRUDER ALERT, INTRUDER ALERT!', all at stadium announcer volume."

Tony paled. "I think I'll just crash here then."

"Wise choice. Because if those didn't scare you off, Lil' Cal would."

Tony looked confused. "Lil' Cal?"

"A fucking creepy ass ventriloquist dummy she has, dressed up like a gangster."

"It doesn't sound THAT bad."

"I'll show you tomorrow. Don't be surprised if he pops out at me or you. Well. Mostly you. Cal is used to me. He shows up sometimes."

"Well what's he do?"

"Nothing, really. He'll jump out at people and send them running, if he doesn't know them."

"That doesn't sound so ba-AAUUGH!"

Abby looked up, not surprised to see Lil' Cal hugging her uncle's face. "Oh, hey Cal. Did'ja hear Uncle Tony doubting you?"

The puppet might've nodded, but it was probably her imagination. Or Tony's furious twitching. Either way. "ABBY! GET IT OFF!" Tony yelled, but it was muffled by Cal's torso. Abby giggled.

"Can't do that, Uncle T. You gotta apologise to him!"

"That's ridiculous! It's a puppet! I'm not apologising!"

"Then sleep with him on your face. I don't want him attacking me."

Tony groaned, before muttering "This is so stupid..." Then he spoke up. "Look, Cal, I'm sorry for doubting you. You are very good at being a creepy guard puppet."

And, lo and behold, Cal let go, flopping lifelessly on the couch in front of Tony. After getting her giggles under control, Abby stated, "I'm taking a shower." getting up off of her oh-so-very comfortable bed. "There's microwaveable stuff in the freezer, and spare bedding in the closet." She said to her uncle. "Don't worry about Cal; he'll flashstep back to Cammy's apartment as soon as you turn your back."

Her uncle gave the puppet a distrusting look, but Cal didn't attack again. Hunger overweighing the distrust, he walked into Abby's kitchenette. Opening her freezer, he shrieked again. For there, sitting sedate as a priest, was Lil' Cal. "ABBY!"

Abby walked around the corner. "No need to shout, my apartment is tiny. What's wrong?"

Tony grabbed her arm, pulling her in front of the freezer. "That damn puppet, that's what wrong!"

"Uncle Tony? Cal's not in the freezer."

He looked back. No puppet. "He was here! I swear!"

Abby laughed. "He probably was. He did that to me, the first couple days. Trust me, saying 'hey' and ignoring him will get him to stop."

Tony clutched at his chest, breathing deeply. "Fine, okay. Take your shower, Abs. I'll be asleep by the time you get out."

Abby nodded, muttering something about needing a long shower. Tony growled at the open air, then went about making some dino-nuggets. Cal didn't show up again.

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Back with Ed, Camille and Roy:

Camille woke up to a incessant shaking of her shoulder. Mumbling, she weakly waved her hand and fell back asleep. "Come on, Camille! We're going to miss the train!" Ed persisted. She didn't move. Smirking evilly, Ed pressed his automail hand against the back of her neck.

It worked. Camille was out of the bed like a rocket. "Cold cold cold! Oh my Jegus that is motherfucking colder than a witches tit! Fuck!" She glared at Ed, sleepy and pissed to high hell. "The fuck was that for?"

Ed gestured to the suitcases beside her bed and in his hand. "We have a train to catch." Camille glanced at her phone on the bedside table and swore. "Dammit, why didn't anyone wake me?" The brunette swore, launching herself out of bed. Running her brush through her tangled hair, yanking on socks and boots, she was ready in about five minutes. Ed whistled.

"Damn, new record for any girl I've ever stayed with."

"Which probably isn't many, so take that with a grain of salt. But five minutes beats a lot of people, so applause for you!" Joked Roy from the doorway, clapping slightly. Ed glared, and Camille grabbed her suitcase, nudging Ed with her shoulder as she jogged to the door. He looked at her oddly, and she smiled.

"Calm down, Ed. We have a train to catch, and Winry'll kill you if you come back with the worlds first stress ulcer."

Roy chuckled and Camille giggled as Ed grumbled like a petulant child. Then, as Roy began trooping out the door, Camille and Ed followed, bickering like children.

"Will not." That was Camille. Roy wondered idly what they were arguing about.

"Will too."

"Will not!" Stomp. Camille was frustrated now. Either she was really impatient or they had had this argument before. Roy was guessing it was the former.

"Will too."

"Will not."

"Will."

"Won't!"

And on like that, up until Roy's curiosity got the better of him. "What're you two even arguing about?"

Ed and Camille snapped out of whatever focus they had put themselves in, taking a moment to recover. "Whether or not Al will come back to meet me." said Camille, while Ed nodded beside her.

Roy looked at the pair for a moment, then shrugged. "We'll have to wait and see, won't we? Now, the train will be here soon, so grab your bags." Camille snorted, slinging her suitcase over a shoulder, much like Ed had just done. Roy eyed the two wearily. "Are you sure your not related?" he asked them. Camille and Ed looked at each other, at Roy, and back again. Simultaneously, they shrugged. Roy groaned. "Wonderful."

The train whistle went off, and Camille smiled excitedly. "I've never been on a train before. What's it like?"

Ed thought for a moment. "Uncomfortable at first, but when you ride trains as much as I did, you get used to it. They're pretty easy to fall asleep on though."

"Sleep is my friend."

"Sleep is everyones friend, my dear Songbird." Roy almost singsonged.

Camille gave him an odd look, then focused again on the train. "Oh! It's boarding!" She exclaimed, running up to the platform. Ed laughed, jogging to catch up to her, and Roy lagged behind, shaking his head. But there was a smile on his face.

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