A/N: I have only one thing to say about this chapter:
I regret nothing.
Some Persons' POV
Savannah pinched her wrist as to try to wake herself. But either her pinches weren't hard enough or this logically impossible feat was real.
Nicole had come over with her laptop, some paperbacks, and posters. All filled with the golden-haired boy she met just that day.
"So all he is is a, book character?" she said in shock.
"Manga character actually," Nicole explained. "But its kinda cool when you think about it. I mean, my favorite book characters live just a street away from me and think of all the stuff we could do and- oh, sorry." Her rambling was cut off by a look from Savannah.
"So do I have to watch the anime or whatever?" Savannah asked.
"Only if you want to. But first let me tell you a little backstory." And Nicole, going as quickly as she could, explained the main parts of the plotline.
"So, what are we going to do?" Savannah asked.
"Well, we're going to have to tell them that they're book characters, so why not go over there right now?"
"We can't just barge into someone's house unannounced!" Savannah protested before lighting up. "I know!" She ran into her pantry and came back out with a giant bag full of marshmallows. "A house warming gift! Now we can go!"
"That doesn't even make sense!"
"It doesn't have to. Let's go!" Savannah tossed the bag in the air and headed for the door.
"Oh. My. God." Nicole stared up at the white house in front of her.
"What are you 'Oh my God'-ing about? The fact that this is the only two story house for miles? What idiot came up with that idea?"
"Don't question it." Nicole knocked on the wooden door.
"WHERE'S THEIR DOORBELL?"
Nicole whipped around. "IS THAT SERIOUSLY THE ONLY THING CONCERNING YOU RIGHT NOW?!"
"WELL YEAH WHO THE HELL DOESN'T HAVE A DOOR-"
The door flew open and the two girls stopped arguing to face Alphonse.
"What are you two yelling about out here?" Alphonse asked sweetly.
"Nothing," Savannah stated and stepped forward. "We need to come in."
"I guess so," Al said with confusion. "Brother! The girls from school are here."
Ed walked into the hallway. "What are you doing here?"
"Don't worry, we brought food, so we have a right to be here!" Savannah said brightly, presenting the bag of marshmallows.
Multiple heads appeared in the kitchen doorway. "Food?"
"Yep!" Savannah walked into the kitchen proudly, then tore open the bag over the table. Marshmallows spilled out.
The room was silent. Everyone looked confused. Ed grabbed a tiny white cylinder and squeezed it between his thumb and index finger. "This is food?"
"Um, yeah? What, you've never seen marshmallows before?" Savannah said, popping marshmallows into her mouth.
"Brother, they're actually really good!" Al commented as he scooped up another handful. After some hesitation, everyone grabbed some and began to eat.
"So, wat did youf come ofer for?" Ed mumbled, mouth stuffed with marshmallows.
"Well we have something you tell you guys..."
3rd Person's POV
The room was dead silent. Except for Savannah's chewing.
"So we're really just..."
"Yep. I don't believe it either. But yet here I am, talking to someone who shouldn't technically know English," Savannah stated blandly. Nicole sighed at her incorrect logic before dismissing it.
They had been shown the first manga book, the anime cover, some fanart, before the Amestrians started to believe it. Of course, they all argued after Nicole refused to hand over the book and let them read it, saying it would ruin their future.
"But what about the time difference? It doesn't make sense." Al said.
"That, I have no idea about. No fanfiction has ever given a good explanation." (Nicole looks at you disapprovingly through screen.)
"But, we are going to have to teach you how to fit in. There's just so much to teach you though, I don't know where to begin." Nicole sighed.
Quiet seized the room. Savannah couldn't stand the awkwardness. "Well, guess we should move on to that tomorrow then! Imma head home."
"But we still need to discuss how they will pay for food and-"
"Honestly, I just need to sleep this off. If this is still going on when I wake up, then I'll come help. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-" The end was cut off as she shut the front door.
Yet Savannah still found herself sitting in the blond midget's living room the following morning. She yawned. "So, what are our plans for today?"
"Well, first off," Nicole said brightly, due to being a morning person. "We solved the money problem." She beckoned for Savannah to follow her down the hallway. They arrived at a tiny closet. Nicole wedged it open, revealing the inside.
Savannah's jaw dropped. "What the hell..."
Inside was an open floor to ceiling safe, completely filled with cash.
Savannah grabbed a wad of money and ran for the door jokingly. She laughed almost hysterically. "Ha, ha, they have, just, thousands, of dollars in cash, and, don't even, know how to, use it, ha." Then she threw the money down. "THAT'S SO F**KING UNFAIR!"
"I thought they were called bucks," Ed interjected.
Savannah curled up in a ball in the corner. "He doesn't even know what they're called..."
"Well moping about it isn't going to help."
"But can we can something to eat first? We're all hungry," Fuery asked.
"Sure. But where are we going to get.." Nicole brightened up. "I know! Mrs. Matthews!"
Savannah gave a look of disapproval. "You mean that crazy old lady that tried to give me oranges so moldy they could've walked away? What about her?"
"She's a hoarder! With loads of food! And you know how much she loves to help out neighbors, especially new ones." Nicole bounced on the balls of her feet. "She'll give us food for sure."
"Thank God," Havoc whined. "I'm starving."
So, she headed out the door, and after what seemed like hours, came through the front door towing a shopping cart full of supplies. Nicole sighed."She tried to keep me over there for tea."
Savannah inspected the cart. "Where the hell did she get this thing?"
"Walmart, apparently."
"Yeah, but don't they lock if they're brought outside the parking lot? How would she even lift this into her car?"
"Can we stop talking about the stupid cart and eat?" Ed said.
"Fine." They began unloading the food. Lots of Eggo waffles, bagel bites, oatmeal, soup, milk (almost expired) and random vegetables like lettuce and peppers. Ed began to rant about the horrors of milk.
"Pre-prepared food?" Falman said curiously as he opened one of the waffle boxes, becoming even more puzzled to discover that they were frozen solid.
"Do we put these on a grill or something?" Hughes asked.
"No, you put in the toaster, obviously." Savannah replied.
"They don't know what a toaster is, Savannah,"
"Actually," Falman began. "I've heard about an item called a toaster used for cooking food that was invented recently in Crimond. Though it burnt all the food placed in it and overheated quickly. No one thought it would be successful, but I'm guessing that it did."
"Um, yeah, who doesn't have a toaster?" Savannah chirped while Nicole made a mental note to look up what Crimond was.
"So we need to get a toaster to cook this, or else no food?" Breda said sadly.
"I guess you could borrow mine. I just have to sneak past my mom." Savannah started towards the door. "I'll be right back."
After about ten minutes the door flung open again to reveal a sweaty Savannah with a scrape down the side of her leg.
"What happened to you?" Al asked.
"My mom was in the living room, so I had to escape through the kitchen window. But I miscalculated my climb and almost killed myself."
She placed a grey plastic bag on the counter. "I also brought plates and stuff, since I guess you don't have that. And a bottle of water for the little cry baby who thinks milk is from Satan."
They set up the toaster and table while Savannah rinsed off her injury. The Amestrians were fascinated (Well, most of them) at the speed the toaster could heat up the waffles. Finally, everyone sat around the room, and began to eat, before Ed immediatly spat it back.
"What the hell is the matter now!?*" Savannah exclaimed.
"This tastes nothing like waffles!"
"They do taste a little, different," Fuery commented.
Following a five minute debate with Ed, Savannah gave up the fight.
Near the end of their meal, Havoc groaned. "Anyone have a cigarette?"
Savannah swallowed another mouthful of waffles. "You can get some from Anthony two streets over, and he'll even give you a deal if you buy a few ounces of marijuana, too."
They stared at her in disbelief, but after realizing that this would be the normal thing around here from now on, they put their concern aside.
"It'll be a healthy change, Havoc. Besides, I couldn't stand that awful smell." Mustang said.
Havoc deflated in his seat and continued to complain. They cleaned up and gathered in the living room. Savannah stood in front of the crowd with a stick she fetched from the yard.
"Now then, class, let's begin Chapter 1: Yo Mama Smack-Downs and Other Slang," Savannah announced, grinning mischievously.
Later
(Warning: This is where everything goes downhill)
Hughes managed to sneak away from the group in the living room and into the kitchen. He plopped down in one of the wooden chairs and sighed. Why did he have to know the history of technology? Couldn't they just show him how to use current technology and leave it? He wasn't like the rest of those science freaks, who have so far refused the fact that such a thing called 'Internet' exists.
There was a ruffling noise and he looked up to see Savannah, swiping cookies from the fridge. She closed the refrigerator door and slid into the seat across from him. "So, you're tired of all this history crap, too?" Hughes nodded.
In the middle of the table was a silver laptop, one of the really nice kind that belonged to Nicole, and her exact words were 'Any of you 20th century people touch it and I'll gouge your eyes out with a spork.'
Savannah turned it towards her, opened it, typed in the 'password', a code required for nearly all technology nowadays, and he could hear her typing on the keyboard.
She then turned it towards Hughes. She explained to him the basic mouse controls, how to scroll and stuff, fixed the volume, and got rid of any ads that Hughes could accidentally click on.
"Alright, just scroll down, hit the next button at the end, and all your questions will be answered." Then she left.
Hughes examined the white and dark blue screen in front of him. He looked at the name of the 'website.'
'Hm, Tumblr,' And he began to scroll.
Two hours later
"How can you just poke a screen and it reacts to your touch? That's impossible!"
"Sigh. No, it's not, Ed. It's this new thing called touch screen. Learn it."
"But-"
Hughes walked into the room, walking kind of funny. He had gotten hold of one of those 'iPhones' they had been forbidden to go near somehow and seemed to be using it with no issues at all.
He looked at everyone and smiled. "What's up my homies? #swagger." He stated in a completely normal tone, then went into the dining room screaming, "What if life is just one big gif?!"
All the Amestrians froze. What. Did. He. Just. Say?
Nicole whipped around and glared at Savannah. "I thought we agreed not to use Tumblr!?" she hissed.
"It was our only option!"
"No, it wasn't. Do you even realize how messed up he is now?! He's been turned into a Tumblrite!"
"What's that?"
"SHUT UP ED."
"And who knows what other countless fandoms he's a part of now?! He could be in Lok, SnK, or even worse, a Superwholockian! Do you know how insane they are?"
"Hey, can we do whatever he was doing? I don't care about all the history crap," Havoc asked.
"NO,"
After about 20 minutes of debate, it was decided that Tumblr should be used. Of course, all the characters would be using one monitored Tumblr account. They would not be allowed to follow any more accounts without their permission.
It took three hours to set up. Finding stupid science and history blogs for Ed, a blog that had places around the world, hipster blogs, and a few safe fandoms. None of the Amestrians could use Nicole's or her friends' blogs because it was all full of stuff from the FMAB fandom, and Nicole's blog contained large amounts of Royai, which was sure to raise a lot of questions.
The sun began to set. Nicole had already packed up and left.
"I'm gonna stick around for dinner. How about we order pizza?" Savannah suggested.
Hughes sighed. The girls had chased him down earlier, taken away everything electronic, and ordered him to go to his room like he was a five-year-old. He didn't even get a chance to check his Tumblr and Instagram before he went to bed.
There had to be something he could use. He quietly opened the door to his room and snuck downstairs. The others were finishing up dinner in the dining room. He could hear Savannah laughing away. That meant technology still remained.
In the darkness of the living room, he spotted something glowing on the couch. A phone! He scooped it up. It was still unlocked! He raced back upstairs and opened the Tumblr app. He didn't care who's account it was or what was on it or...
The app had been already opened and was on a hashtag called Royai. Hughes was shocked.
PEOPLE SHIPPED HIS OTP! (As the Internet peoples called it)
He was in awe at the marvelous 'fanfictions' and 'fanart.' It. Was. Perfect![1]
Savannah felt her jean pockets. "Hey, has anyone seen my phone?"
"Didn't you leave it on the couch or something?" Ed said, biting into a breadstick.
"Nicole was using it last, maybe she knows where it is," Al replied.
"No, I had it after that."
"Well, where could you possibly have put it?"
Suddenly the room went silent and everyone looked at each other. "HUGHES."
Savannah ran upstairs and burst through the door of Hughes' room. The phone screen reflected brightly off his glasses in the darkness.
"Gimmie that!" Savannah commanded, snatching the phone from his hands. She shoved it in her back pocket and announced that she was going to head home. Hughes just stared at Hawkeye and Mustang and yelled, "So kawaii!"
Everyone began getting ready for bed. They got slightly better at sharing the two bathrooms set up then the night before, but not really. Finally, everyone went to their own rooms, closed the doors, and went to sleep.
A/N: Ayyyyyyy!
So here it is! My first post in 2014! I said I was gonna update by Christmas but I got really busy and then when school started again my teachers gave me a CRAPLOAD of work and I was super busy day in and day out.
No seriously I'm not lying this time.
Now I'm in the middle of exams which translates to NO HOMEWORK!
[1] I will try my best to avoid putting unrealistic Royai in this story, but come on, you just KNOW Hughes ships it.
Also, this chapter was kinda boring, but we wilk pick up the pace in the next chapter with paintball! And I know that there was no attempts of Royai or RoyEd, but trust me it will be in the next chapter. (which I already started)
Here's the stats on shipping:
Savannah: TBA
Nicole: Royai
Jonelle: Royai
Natasha: Neutral
~Future Characters~
Alice: RoyEd
Makayla: Royai
Madison: Neutral
Bradley: ?
Jordan: ?
Rocio: RoyEd
Thank you to all my reviewers I would love to thank you personally but I really want to get this chapter uploaded and editing on an iPod takes forever! (also no one checked over it so sorry for mistakes I'm rushing!)
Just remember: THERE IS PLOT IN THIS STORY IT WILL COME WHEN IT IS TIME
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~Alpha Infinity