The Switch
A fan Fic
By Emma
Emma: Well here we are at chapter two! What strange things will Ed and Mustang have to face during their first night in each other’s bodies?
Ed: Hopefully not the “strange things” that I think your thinking of. (Sweat drop)
Emma: See Ed, you’re sweating again! Are you sure you’re all right?
Ed: YES! I’m fine! …dumb ass girl…
Emma: What was that? I didn’t quite catch that last part.
Ed: Oh, nothing, shouldn’t you be doing the disclaimers and stuff?
Emma: Oh, you’re right! I do not own Fullmetal alchemist; if I did then Ed and Roy would be the only characters! ~^^~
Ed: *sigh* Not again…
Emma: I have rated this fan fic ‘T’ for language, and suggested Ed X Roy. I might have to change the rating later, depending on how the story goes. At this point I’m not sure exactly what I want to do with it.
Ed: That’s the exact same thing you said about the rating last time.
Emma: Nuh uh! This time I didn’t say “None in this chapter though”
Ed: Oh shit.
-Fic Begin-
Chapter two: Good night!
“So...” said Ed after he and Mustang had gotten over the first shock of switching bodies “What are we going to do until tomorrow morning?”
“Well, I was planning to do this paper work tonight, but since you, you know, demolished it, I guess that I am going to go home and sleep.” Said Mustang.
“Hey wait a minute!” exclaimed Ed, “Where am I supposed to sleep?”
“Umm... in your room?” said Mustang in a ‘duh’ sort of tone.
“Yeah, and you think that Al wont notice the fact that I’m in your body?” Said Ed in the same sort of tone that Mustang had just used.
“Well, we can just explain to him what happened, and...”
“No way! We cannot tell him or anyone else about this! That would be way to embarrassing!” Said Ed, his face flushing.
“Okay, then you can sleep on the couch in my office.”
“No way in hell am I sleeping in this building!” Now he was getting annoyed.
“Fine, if it will shut you up, you can stay at my house.”
Ed considered for a moment.
No, he did not want to stay at the Colonel’s house; he wanted to stay in his own room. But he could not do that, and he definitely didn’t want to spend the night sleeping on the couch in Mustangs office.
“Fine,” Ed finally said, “But I’m not sleeping on the couch.”
“Then you can sleep on the floor” Mustang smirked.
“Whatever.” Mumbled Ed. It was weird seeing Mustangs trademark smirk on his own face.
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Ed and Mustang were both relieved when they finally arrived at Mustangs house.
Since Ed (now Mustang) wasn’t old enough to drive, Mustang (Now Ed) had to drive.
Obviously Ed had never driven in his life.
They somehow managed to avoid death with Ed behind the wheel, but just barely.
“Okay,” said Mustang in a slightly shaken tone, “Tomorrow I am driving.”
“No you’re not!” replied Edward, “I am not letting you get me in trouble!”
“You won’t have to worry about being in trouble if you’re dead.” Said Mustang in a “as-a-matter-of-fact” sort of way.
“Oh shut it.” Said Ed. “My driving wasn’t that bad!”
“‘Wasn’t that bad?’ ‘Wasn’t that bad?!?!?!’ YOU ALMOST CRASHED LIKE TEN TIMES!!” screamed Mustang.
“Man, am I really that loud and annoying?” thought Edward. “No, that must just be because that bastard is in my body.”
Mustang finally calmed down and seemed a little embarrassed about spazing out like he had done. He walked up to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.
“I need the key.” He said, looking at Edward.
“Huh?” said Edward sounding quite stupid.
“The key. Check in your pockets.”
Ed fished around in the pockets for a moment. He finally found the key in the left pants pocket.
“Here.” He said as he held it out.
Mustang took it and unlocked the door. He walked inside and Ed followed him.
Mustang’s house was kind of small, and consisted of a living room, a kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom.
“You can sleep here.” Said Mustang gesturing towards the couch. “Hold on a second and I’ll get you a blanket.
Mustang went into the other room and retrieved a blanket from his closet.
“Here.” He tossed it at Ed.
“Thanks.” Ed replied feeling a bit uneasy.
“Okay, well good night.” said Mustang.
“Night”
Mustang walked down the hall into his bedroom and closed the door.
Ed laid down on Mustangs couch, and suddenly found himself longing for a bed. The couch was hard and uncomfortable. He laid his head down on the armrest of the couch, and it immediately started throbbing where he had hit it twice on the wall earlier.
“I need a pillow” he muttered, and got up to go ask Mustang for one.
He walked down the hall to Mustang's room, and opened the door. Mustang looked up when he heard the door open. Ed was horrified by what he saw. Mustang was standing there wearing nothing but his underwear. No, not his underwear, Ed’s.
“What the… What the hell?!?!” Ed screamed, turning red. “What the hell do you think you are doing?!”
“Umm, changing into my pajamas?” Said Mustang in a calm voice. “And I would appreciate if you would knock next time before entering my room.”
“Stop taking off my clothes!” Said Ed, turning even redder. It was hard to tell if it was out of anger or from embarrassment.
Mustang glanced at Ed with a somewhat confused look. “I don’t see what you are getting so worked up about I was just…” Mustang paused for a moment, and an evil grin streaked across his face. “Oh, I see. Your height isn’t the only thing about you that is small.” He laughed wickedly.
Two seconds later Mustang was lying unconscious on the floor.
Ed couldn’t help it; he just couldn’t take any more of the Colonels jokes about his height (or other parts of his body).
He would probably get in big trouble for this later.
But on the plus side, at least now he got to sleep in the bed. I mean, Mustang wasn’t using it; he was “sleeping” on the floor.
Ed flopped down on the bed.
Ah, so much better then the couch.
Ed was so tired from the night’s events (including multiple blows to the head), that he fell asleep almost instantly.
-Fin-
Emma: Yay!! Chapter two is all finished! ~^^~
Ed: (sweat drop) I don’t really appreciate some of those jokes.
Emma: Really? I thought it was good humor. *ponders*
Ed: *blush* You are really sick, you know that?
Emma: Don’t blame me, blame society!
Ed: I blame you.
hey everyone. i am in a really REALLY pissed off mood today. My retarded dad said he would take me to suncoast to get my FMA manga today. well that was total bullshit, seeing as how he just left to go to lansing. yeah, so i am really pissed, and i want my fucking manga.*sigh* at least i have my ed doll *huggles ed doll* ~^^~
