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The alarm clock went off and Edward Elric rolled over in bed.  He would’ve liked to just shut it off and go back to sleep until noon, wake up fully rested and get a big brunch to stuff his face with.  That would be paradise, but it wasn’t his life. No, Edward Elric led a much different life. “Come on, Ed, get up!  You have a stable to clean out before sunrise.  Get moving.” Ed groaned and shoved a pillow over his head in a vain attempt to drown out the voices. “Leave me alone,” he moaned. He heard a laugh. “No can do, buddy.  We have to get up and so do you!” The pillow was forcibly pulle

A chorus of explosions ripped through the peace and calm of Central command, if such could ever exist in a military compound.  Hachiken Yugo blinked his eyes twice, adjusting to the smoke and rubble that surrounded him on every side and went on forever.  Around him, soldiers screamed inaudible orders to their platoons and rushed to defend the fort from the invaders.  Hachiken found himself stuck without a place to go.  It just figured that this would happen on a day he was back in town. “Brother!”   Hachiken’s ears became attuned to the child-like voice approaching him. “Al, what’s going on?” Hachiken de

Edward Elric's day starts as normal: he wakes up, he rolls over in bed and goes back to sleep, he wakes up again when Al comes and apologetically forces him out of bed.  He goes downstairs for breakfast and enjoys bacon and eggs while Alphonse busies himself outside, helping an old lady with two huge bags of cat food walk to her car.  Ed leaves the hotel that is currently his home just as Al is coming back.  They meet up halfway. "You have everything, brother?" Al asks. "Yeah, yeah, yeah," Ed answers with a long dramatic sigh that generally gives off the vibe of him just wanting to go back to bed and forget about work for the day.  "Let's h

Ed's Notes 23rd June 1914 'Do you believe in ghosts?' Of course at least once in your lifetime you'd be ask that, At a random time or just asked when related to a paranormal topic, Its silly really, Someone 'haunting' you and someone 'rising from the grave', Its just nonsense, stories you'd scare your kids with for a bedtime story or at sleepovers with friends. Of course, Me being the State Alchemist, part of the Military there was no room for petty ghost stories that'll scare you so much that you'd sleep with the light on or invite someone round to keep you company. You had to be serious about it and just brush it off like every other stu

“Enjoying the meal~? ” Kazuo asked taking a seat opposite of the Fullmetal Alchemist, watching him so gullibl-y eat down the food in front of him, Alphonse hadn't joined them stating he ‘wasn't hungry’ and told Ed he’d look for some books for him while he studied in the mansion’s library, It was huge! But Ed couldn't read on an empty stomach.  The fine dining contained roasted chicken legs, steamed Vegetables and a side of noodles along with some red drink that looked a lot like wine but wasn't, It was a sweet beverage. The young Alchemist was too busy shredding off meat from the chicken leg he held in one

READ FIRST: This is a gift for R-Spanner as part of the DA-Ranger-Group's Secret Ranger event.  It is a continuation of her Locker Raid comics.  They can be found here: Part 1: http://r-spanner.deviantart.com/art/FMA-The-Locker-Raid-Part-1-281155224 Part 2: http://r-spanner.deviantart.com/art/FMA-The-Locker-Raid-Part-2-283037952 Part 3: http://r-spanner.deviantart.com/art/FMA-The-Photo-Raid-Part-3-312918285 I strongly recommend you read them before you read this, otherwise you will not understand what is going on. Thank you. ** Miles tried to make it as unnoticeable as possible when he edged away from the man on the seat next to him, and

Plans can go Awry...so try something else!~ Back and forth, back and forth, the young Xingese soon-to-be-Emperor was pacing the throne room to where he would be crowned as the new Emperor of Xing. It had been a few months ago since he returned from Amestris, and his father, the original Emperor of Xing had dubbed Ling his next successor to the throne. The long black-haired prince was thrilled to learn that his efforts had paid off in the end. It was three months ago the sickly emperor had finally taken his last breath, leaving the whole country to Ling Yao, the twelfth son of the late Emperor of Xing. Alright Yao, you can do this...you're

One day, Pinako Rockbell, proprietor of Rockbell Automail and grandmother to the prodigious mechanic, Winry Rockbell, asked Edward Elric, former State Alchemist and prodigy in his own right, to go grocery shopping. In retrospect, probably not her smartest idea. The day started without problems. Ed awoke from a deep, peaceful sleep with boundless energy and a growling stomach. Dressing quickly, he raced into the kitchen, fully expecting to see his brother, Winry and Pinako waiting for him with breakfast all laid out. Hopefully, it'd be pancakes today; he wasn't really in the mood for bacon and eggs. What he found was a deserted house and no

He really didn't have a clue what the hell it he was doing but it seemed like a good idea at the time. It was a quarter past three and he was terribly drunk and fumbling about the place. The man by some miracle finally managed to make it to his familiar corridor. He stumbled into the quarters he happened to sometimes share with his commanding officer turned girlfriend, trying to be as quiet as a mouse and not knock things over as he moved. She wouldn't like it much if he caused a mess in the room and she'd bite his head off if he broke one of her precious ornaments. Luckily she was sleeping and he'd managed to tip toe around her for the mos