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Thursday, April 28, 2005


  

The Switch


A fan Fic


By Emma


 


Emma: Well here is my new fan fic! ~^^~ I hope you all like it!



Ed: What ever happened to that other fan fic you were writing?



Emma: I’m still working on it! I can do more then one at a time. *Smiles proudly at the ability to multitask*



Ed: (Sweat drop)



Emma: Anyway, onto the disclaimers and stuff! I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist; if I did you would see a lot more Ed X Roy stuff on the show.



Ed: (sarcastically) Oh goodie…



Emma: I have rated this fan fic ‘T’ for language, and suggested Ed X Roy (none in this chapter though). 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: (Sweat drop)



Emma: Now onto the fan fic!! ~^^~



-Fic Begin-



Chapter one: Paperwork



Mustang sighed as he looked up at the clock. 10pm already? He looked back down at the huge pile of papers that needed his signature before he could leave. Apparently Hawkeye didn’t realize that he needed sleep at some time or another.



He picked up the next folder off the stack, and opened it. It was a report from some state alchemist, and contained many pages with pictures of different transmutation circles. He shuffled through it, looking for the page he needed to sign, since that was the only one he really cared about.



A knock on the door startled him, and the papers in the folder spilled onto his desk.



“Come in.” he said, wondering who would still be here at this time of night.



To his surprise it was Edward Elric who walked into his office.



“Back from your mission already? That was short.” He said, knowing how Ed would react to this word.



“WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE COULD ONLY BE SEEN WITH A MAGNIFYING GLASS?”



“Calm down Edward-kun,” he smirked. “I never said you were short, I was just implying that your mission went by quickly. Though now that you mention it, I do see some similarities…”



Mustang never got to finish what he was saying, cause at that moment Ed started running up to his desk.



All he had been planning to do was transmute it into some fish sticks. But when he put his hands on the desk, he accidentally put them on the transmutation circles that had been in Mustang’s report.



Well, what he was planning to do mixed with these other arrays caused a huge explosion, causing both Edward and Mustang to fly back against the wall.



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Ed woke up. “Uh, what happened?” he wondered aloud, as he sat up. He now noticed the pounding in the back of his head. That must have been from when he hit the wall. He reached back to rub the back of his head.



He immediately noticed something was wrong.



“Oh my god! My braid is gone! No!I spent forever growing out my hair! What the hell did you do Mustang?” Now thinking that it must be that bastard Colonel’s fault.



But when he looked up it wasn’t Mustang he saw.


However what he did see made him jump back into the wall, and hit his head again.



Himself (braid and all) lying dead on the floor.



No, not dead, he, no, it, appeared to be breathing.



What the hell was going on?



He walked towards it very slowly. To be safe he decided to transmute his automail into a blade. He clapped his hands.



Nothing happened.



Ed looked down at his arm, and was startled for a third time. Why was he wearing a military uniform? He pulled back the sleeve to see what was wrong with his auto mail.



Flesh?



Flesh!



What had happened? Had he somehow fixed his arm when he had caused that explosion?



Ed was so preoccupied with his arm that he didn’t even notice the “other Ed” getting up.



“What the hell?!”



Ed turned to see the “other Ed” looking as startled as he had probably looked moments ago.



“Okay, who the hell are you, and what is going on here?” Ed asked the “other Ed.”



“What do you mean ‘Who are you?’ I think I should be the one asking who you are!”



“What? I’m Edward Elric. The real one. Now tell me who you are, you imposter.”



“Edward-kun?” Asked the “other Ed” with wide eyes. “What the hell did you do to us?”



“Do to ‘us?’ I don’t even know who you are.”



“I’m Mustang you idiot. Did you not even recognize the body you’re in?”



“What!?” Ed looked at his hands. Yes, his gloves had the same transmutation circles that the colonels did. And that would explain the arm too. He reached up and pulled out a strand of his hair. It was black.



“Oh shit.” Said Ed. He couldn’t believe it. “What the hell happened to us?”



“Well apparently when you tried to transmute, you touched those other transmutation circles, and when combined they caused us to switch bodies.”



“Well, can you fix it?” Ed was really freaked out now.



“Well, I probably could if I knew what those transmutation circles were for, but…” Mustang gestured towards his desk. All its contents had been reduced to ashes.



“You mean I’m stuck looking like this?!” Edward couldn’t believe what was happening.



“You’re lucky,” Said Mustang “You get to be in my sexy body. I’m the one who’s stuck being three feet tall.”



“I am NOT three feet tall!!” Said Ed, about ready to explode “And you better find a way to get me back to normal, and fast!”



“Relax Fullmetal, tomorrow we can just ask Hawkeye for another copy of the papers, and I will be able to fix us back to normal. And don’t get so worked up at me, because this is all your fault. You’re the one who tried to transmute with out checking to make sure it was safe.”



“Nani?! My fault!! How was I supposed to know they were there?! Since when do normal people have pictures of transmutation circles all over there desks?!” Ed said, angry that the colonel was blaming this all on him. Well, it was mostly his fault, but still.



“Well I am not a normal person; I am a state alchemist, so you should have known better.”



Ed looked down at Mustang to yell at him. Then he realized something. He had just looked down at Mustang. That was a first. He liked being the taller one for a change.



Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all.



What was he thinking?! Of course this was bad! This was horrible! He was in Mustangs body. That was not, not, defiantly not, a good thing.



-Fin-


 


Emma: Well I think that went well! ~^^~



Ed: I switch bodies with Mustang? Nothing good can come of this.



Emma: Well you will have to wait and see what happens! *smug grin*



Ed: (sweat drop)



Emma: Ed, you seem to be sweating a lot lately are you all right?



Ed: Just peachy.



Emma: Well, I’ll see all of you next fan fic!! Bi bi for now!! XD


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