A/N: SorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorrySorry.
It's been a while. I went on vacation for Thanksgiving and then exams and Christmas shopping and yeah. But I'm here now.
See the issue was (me being lazy) I wrote the beginning and end of this massive chapter, but I couldn't figure out how to connect the two so the result was this short thing.
Hey it's better then nothing. I'll even try to get the next part out on Christmas. After all, it is already written technically.
So without further ado, here is the #fab chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters get it, get it.
"Colonel..."
The Colonel smirked. "Trust me, Fullmetal, I'm no Colonel here. Isn't that right, Cadets?"
Hughes, Hawkeye, Havoc, Fury, Falman, and Breda stepped up next to the Colonel, as teenagers.
"How did you all get here?"
"If we knew, we'd already be trying to get back. Do you know where we are?"
"Um, kind of, and by the way our alchemy-"
"Don't mean to be rude with my interruption, but where's Al?" Savannah said. Ed looked around. "Al?"
"Ah, he probably couldn't get off. He was sitting next to Nick. That poor soul. I'll go get him at the next stop."
"How are you gonna catch up to the next stop?"
Savannah looked at her watch. "Well, Justin should be coming around in juuuuuuuuust-"
The sound of an engine came zooming around the corner. A boy on an ATV squealed to a stop next to them, kicking up mud with its back tire.
"Yo, Justin! Let me on and take me down to 55th!" Savannah yelled, walking over to him.
"Why should I help you?" Justin yelled back.
"Because remember that time with the vegetable garde-"
"Fine, fine! Get on!" Savannah hopped on the seat behind him and grabbed on to the sides. He revved the engine and they were launched down the cracked sidewalk.
Ed watched the blue ATV go chase after the bus. Finally the bus stopped and Justin and Savannah got off the ATV and forced the bus doors open. Savannah stomped up the steps and emerged a moment later dragging a blond off. Then she tossed him on the ATV and drove back towards Ed.
"Here's your brother," Savannah said, shoving him off. "Thanks, Justin."
"Blackmailer," he hissed and drove off.
After about ten minutes of explaining, all the FMA characters were up to date.
"So, what do we do now? We don't have anywhere to go."
"What are you talking about? Didn't you move into the new house at the end of the street?" Savannah questioned.
They looked at her, confused. "I, guess, so?" Al said.
"Well, I gotta work on my science project. See you tomorrow," Savannah stated, then started skipping down the dirt road.
Ed and the others started down the long road, passing by a wetland that took up three lots. They passed a bunch of small, one-story houses and dogs barking at them through fences.
Soon they reached the end of the street. Havoc wiped the sweat off his forehead. "Finally, that only took forev-"
"No way," Ed gasped.
Ed looked up at the white house he would never forget. The one where they grew up, and the one they burned down.
Breda jiggled the handle. "How are we supposed to open the-" The door swung open. "-door."
Ed and Al hesitated in the doorway before walking in. The floor boards creaked beneath their feet. 'What if it's still here?' Ed wondered. He walked around cautiously while images of the transmutation flashed in his mind, sending chills up his spine.
Everyone explored the house, discovering that the second floor had been altered so that it just so happened to have nine bedrooms... And only one bathroom. But that issue would be dealt with later, because currently everyone was starved. No one had eaten hardly anything.
Now they had to decide who was going to cook. Ed and Al had no clue, having enough money to go out to eat everyday. And the others sort of just bought food that was easy to make. So the cooking rested on one person: Hawkeye.
After about half an hour of begging, they convinced her to make dinner. Unfortunately, the kitchen was void of food.
"I'm not gonna make it!" Breda screamed before curling up in a ball on the floor.
"We could ask Davenport on the next street." Fuery suggested.
Havoc, who was rummaging through the drawers, disagreed, stating that they were insane.
"Wait, so you guys had to go to school too?" Al asked.
"Yep," The Mustang team (and Hughes) said in unison.
"I've been mentally scarred!" Havoc cried.
Savannah's POV
13x-4=15x+5
I sighed. This math was a waste of time. But I had to do it. Damn.
I thought back to today's events. The new kid had definitely changed things up a bit. He was interesting. He wasn't shy or friendly or annoying(okay maybe a little annoying), but rather, confused, which confused me myself. It was like he had no idea what was going on, and he seemed surprised by everything. Strange.
'Flint you have a call. Flint you have a call.' My Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts. I checked who it was. It was Nicole. Even though she lives on the next street, we don't talk much. Every once in a while we work together in class.
"Hello?"
'Savannah! Okay, it's an emergency.' she said excitedly.
I was suddenly intrigued. Was Gio dating another Maddie again? "What is it?"
'So you know the new kid, Ed, right?'
"Of course." Ugh, it was just about him.
'Well, since you're like his best friend kind of, there's something really important you need to know about him. I'll be over in fifteen minutes.'
"Sure, that's fine with me." Beep.
I wonder what it could be. Probably something stupid.
A/N: If only you knew, Savannah.
This chapter isn't as funny as preferred. But do not fear! For the next chapter will be fabulously cracktacular (Internet is involved).
And a BIG thank you to my #fab reviewers, who are:
SapphireClaw: Somebody actually did do that. Hahaha Roy and Ed aren't going to get along.
ms. cheerful: Yayyyy sparklez for youuuuu.
Meladi1: idk they're fun though
FullmetalAlchemist64: hahahahahaha sounds like bus 50. It's okay about Europe at least you're pretty. (:
TheUltimateNerd43: My sister actually added that in but I decided to keep it because I was laughing too hard.
StupendousPotassium: No I have not heard of the baby shark song and neither has my associates. We shall look it up after this upload... And did I mention that we also have humps in the area?
1000meredith: Thank youuuuuuu (::) Have an Internet cookie.
Also, do you guys want to read about the Mustang crews' time at high school?
Well, tune in next time to discover how to cram a century of information in a person's head, what happens when exposed to the Internet for the first time, and the result from the clash of the shenanigans of Royai shippers and RoyEd shippers.
~Alpha Infinity
