Me: *Still snoring*

Third Person POV

Two men in military uniform were walking down a hallway towards the exam room. One of them had an eyepatch over his right eye. "It's unusual for you to observe the examination." one said.

"That's true." the one with the eye patch replies, "But I hear we have two twelve year olds taking the test. I thought I'd come out and see what all the excitement was about."

Laura's POV

Ed and I were sitting in a hallway outside the exam room when he was called. He was nervous as he stood up so I said "Hey Ed!" He looked at me. "Knock em dead."

He gave me a confident smile and nodded. Then I was left alone. It was hard not to panic and I didn't really have anything else to think about to take my mind off it. It was a long wait. What must have been only ten or fifteen minutes later Ed came out of the room. "Well?" I asked.

"Piece of cake." he grinned, "But heads up. Fuhrer King Bradley is watching."

I gulped and then nodded before standing but once I was about to enter the room I composed myself and put on a confident mask.

There weren't very many people in there. Mustang and a few others were watching from a balcony while five other men stood around the room. One the was in the center, and who was also wearing an eyepatch, stood in the front. I could only assume he was Fuhrer Bradley. I took my position in the center flanked by two soldiers. "So were you also by the Eastern conflict?" he asked looking at my automail arm.

-So that must be Ed's cover story.- I thought to myself. "Yes sir." I replied.

He nodded and said "You may use anything you wish. Please begin."

"Would you like some chalk or something for circles?" one of the soldiers asked me.

"I'm good."

I didn't notice the exchange of glances as I was busy walking towards a metal rail along the wall. I clapped my hands together and pressed them against the rail. The result became four large Chinese throwing stars. All around me I heard exclaims about how I also used no transmutation circles. Ignoring them, I once again clapped my hands and this time pressed them against the ground. Four large blocks shot into the air and without pause, I threw the stars into the air, clapping my hands to use a stream of water and using an influence of air to guide said stars to their target. They each hit dead center before the blocks fell down. I stood up straight while trying to catch my breath. Everyone around me was speechless, including the Fuhrer. Eventually he was the first to speak. "That was quite a show young lady."

"Thank you, sir."

"Forgive my curiosity but I was wondering, can you also influence fire?" I heard a sort of gasp come from Mustang while at the same time I gave a start. I have only ever heard of Roy Mustang, aka the Flame Alchemist, being any influence to fire so naturally, I didn't bother trying. "I don't know sir." I said, "But I can try."

I walked up to one of the blocks and with a snap of my fingers, I caused a fire hot enough to melt the metal star onto the concrete block. "How interesting." the Fuhrer said, "Well I suppose this concludes your exam." and with that, he was gone. I was escorted back out of the room where Ed sat waiting. "So how'd you do?"

"Ed. I have no clue."

He just shrugged his shoulders. "Well I guess all we can do is wait." And wait we did.

We left and went back to our hotel room. Now that the test was finally over with, we weren't nervous wrecks. For the first time all week, we did nothing but talk. We talked about what Al and Winry might be doing and we talked about what we did in the exam room. "You attacked Fuhrer Bradley?" I asked, my eyebrows raised in disbelief, "What were you thinking?"

He just laid back on the couch and replied, "I wasn't actually attacking him. I just gave a demonstration like they asked."

I shook my head. "Ed."

"What?"

"You're crazy."

"If I'm so crazy, then what did you do for your test?"

Before I could answer, the phone rang. Ed answered it and he listened for a moment before saying, "We'll be right there." and then he hung up.

"Who was it?"

"It seems that they already have the results from the exam."

"Well lets get going." I said both nervous and excited.

In no time at all we were back at the military base. The secretary took us to Mustang's office where we were asked to sit. Ed and I each lounged back on the couch while Mustang sat at his desk. "Congratulations you two." he said as he handed us silver pocket watches with the state emblem on it, "This silver pocket watch will serve as proof of your state certification. These envelops contain your certificates of appointment."

He stops as he opens one and looks at it. "Huh, and it would seem our Fuhrer is not without a sense of irony."

"Why is that?"

"Nothing. Here's yours Edward."

Ed reads it and then looks at Mustang. "Fullmetal?"

"That's right. Along with their commission, state alchemists also receive a cover name. An official name you will be known as. The Fullmetal Alchemist."

Ed got a large grin on his face. "I like that. It's nice and intimidating. I think that will suit me just fine." I punched his arm playfully.

He looked at me real fast. "What was that for?!"

"Intimidating? Really?"

Mustang cleared his throat. "Here's yours, Laura."

He handed me my certificate. It read "By the order of Fuhrer King Bradley, this document certifies that Laura Marsive has been appointed to the post of state alchemist and that she is hereby granted the title of Fundamental."

I turned to Ed and told him my title. "The Fundamental Alchemist?" he asked, "What does that mean?"

"Well," I began, "Fundamental sorta means being a primary source. The basic elements are usually primary sources." and then I told Ed what happened at my exam. It wasn't until later that I realized why the Fuhrer asked about fire. I had used almost all the elements before he asked. "Why do you get to have the elements?" Ed whined.

"Who's intimidating now?" I asked with a smug smile.

"Whatever."

"Welcome to being dogs of the military." Mustang said with a smile.