The Switch
A fan Fic
By Emma
Emma: Wow, we are on chapter three already! This fan fic is going by fast!
Ed: And just exactly how many chapters are there going to be?
Emma: As many as I feel like making! ~^^~
Ed: Please tell me that you only felt like making two.
Emma: No way!! ~^^~ I am having fun with this one!
Ed: (sweat drop)
Emma: You’re sweating again.
Ed: Just do your friggen disclaimers.
Emma: Fine I will! I do not own Fullmetal alchemist; if I did then Hughes wouldn’t die! *tear tear*
Ed: Aren’t you supposed to be making some quirky joke about me being uke?
Emma: Leave me alone. Aren’t I allowed to be sad sometimes?
Ed: …
Emma: I have rated this fan fic ‘T’ for language, implied Ed X Roy. YAY! ~^^~
Ed: There’s our normal Emma back! Oh wait; maybe that isn’t a good thing…
Emma: Now on to the main event!
-Fic Begin-
Chapter three: No clue
When Ed woke up it took him a moment to remember where he was.
He decided to get up right away, because the sooner they got to the HQ, the sooner he could get his body back. And the sooner that happened the better.
However when Ed tried to get out of the bed he felt something holding him back. He turned to see that Mustang had his arms wrapped around his waist.
Ed pried Mustangs arms off him, causing Mustang to wake up.
“Morning.” He said in a sleepy tone.
“What the hell are you doing? Why were you sleeping in the same bed as me?!”
“Well, for one, this is my bed. You took it without asking me. I should be asking you what you were doing in it.”
“Yeah, well you were unconscious, so it’s not like you were going to be using it any time soon. And sleeping on the couch was uncomfortable.”
“I only passed out for like five minutes. You don’t expect me to sleep on that couch when I have a perfectly good bed, do you?”
“Whatever lets just get going. The sooner I’m back in my own body the better.”
“Fine.”
Mustang walked out of the room and down the hallway into the kitchen.
“What are you doing?” Asked Ed, getting impatient.
“Making breakfast?” offered Mustang.
“We don’t have time for breakfast! We need to go right now!”
“Fine, geesh!” Mustang began walking the other way down the hall.
“Now what are you doing?” Ed was getting ticked off at how slow the Colonel was being.
“Going to the bathroom.”
“What!? Not while you’re in my body!” Ed grabbed Mustangs arm and dragged him out the front door and into the car.
“Well, I guess I could just pee my pants. I’m sure that no one would forget that for years.”
“Shut up you bastard. Just hold it and stop being a baby.” Said Ed getting behind the wheel.
“With the way you drive I don’t think I will be able to.” Said Mustang, raising an eyebrow as Ed started the car.
“Shut up!” mumbled Ed.
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They arrived at the HQ managing to avoid crashing, and managing to avoid having Mustang wet himself.
“Ed this is just ridiculous!” said Mustang, crossing his legs. “Just let me…”
“No!” Ed replied grabbing a hold of Mustangs arm once again. “Let’s hurry.”
They entered the HQ, and moments later were at Hawkeye’s desk. They were surprised to find her missing.
“Where is she?” questioned Mustang. “She has never been late a single day in her life! Why did she have to start now?”
Havoc looked over at Mustang with a raised eyebrow. “She’s on vacation. And Ed, how would you know that she’d never been late?”
“Uh, just because.” Said Mustang. “How come no one told me that she was leaving?”
“Why would anyone tell you she was leaving, shrimp?”
Havoc was surprised when this word had no effect on “Ed.” But he was even more surprised at “Mustang’s” reaction.
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALLER THEN A SPECK OF DUST?!?!!”
“I… I didn’t say th-that much sir.” Havoc stammered, looking extremely horrified.
That was when Ed realized the power he had being in Mustangs body.
“From now on, I don’t want any one making fun of Ed’s height. And that’s an order!” He glared at Havoc.
“Yes sir.” Havoc saluted.
Then suddenly Mustang chimed in. “No that’s okay, I like it when they make fun of how tiny and short I am. I think it’s funny.” He smirked magnificently.
Ed felt like his head was about to explode. “NO I… YOU DON’T!!! JUST SHUT UP!!!!!!!!!!”
“No really I like it! I want to be called puny.”
Havoc just stared at them as they continued arguing, not sure what to make of the situation.
Finally when the argument settled down, Ed turned and faced Havoc.
“So, when exactly is Hawkeye getting back?”
“No clue.”
Ed sighed.
“I don’t suppose you know who the alchemist that turned in a report to Mustang yesterday is do you?” Mustang asked Havoc. He felt weird talking about himself in third person.
“No clue.”
“Do you have any clue about anything?” Ed said fuming.
“I’m sorry Colonel.”
“Oh great!” Complained Ed “So now were stuck like this until Hawkeye gets back form vacation!”
“Stuck like what, sir?”
“Mind your own damn business!” Said Ed storming out of the room. Mustang followed after him.
“Hey Ed?” Mustang asked as they walked down the halls.
“WHAT?”
“Can I go to the bathroom now?”
-Fin-
Ed: O.O
Emma: I know, didn’t you just love it? ~^^~
Ed: (sweat drop) Not really….
Emma: *evil glare of death* YES. YOU. DID.
Ed: *cowering* Okay, yes I did.
Emma: Great! ~^^~ See you all next chapter! ~^^~ Bi bi!
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