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Thursday, July 19, 2007

   Lady MiNd FrEaK
this is BunZ' OC story, so buck up people =] it's halarious *halo* but that's my opinion. Go on and make your own:



The four officers dragged me into the military's Central Headquarters...literally.
"You arses! Let me go!" I yelled as I tried to pull away.
"Be quiet!” snapped the first officer that I nicknamed 'Thing One.'
"What did I ever do to deserve this?" I asked, knowing all too well that I have an extensive rap sheet.
"Just today we found you in a gang fight!" snapped Thing Two as he began my list of offenses.
"A week ago you assaulted an officer who was trying to arrest you for a bar fight." said Thing Three.
"He touched me!" I yelled.
"You had several concealed weapons..." Thing Four stated.
"Dude," I said with a smirk, "my body is a weapon."
"Underage drinking..." said Thing One as we came up to an office door. Thing Four gave it a couple knocks.
"What?" came a handsome voice from inside.
"May we come in sir?" asked Thing Three.
"Come on in."
The police opened the door, and roughly shoved me inside. We stood in the middle of a lavish office which contained a wall made of glass with a desk in front of it, and several book cases against the two side walls.
"What's wrong now?" asked a black haired man who was sitting behind the desk, flipping through papers.
"We have a gang member here," said Thing One, "that thinks fighting in public is funny."
The guy looked up from his desk, his dark focused eye locking onto my blue ones, the other hidden under a black eye patch.
"What gang are you from?" he asked me.
I didn't answer, I just looked around, plotting.
"The Colonel asked you a question!" snapped Thing One.
And just like the Colonel, I ignored him.
"Hey!" yelled Thing Four, "Answer us!"
Thing Three gripped my arm, trying to intimidate me into answering. I frowned and grabbed the collar of his uniform and flipped him to my other side, taking out Thing Two in the process. Things One and Four drew their handguns, but not fast enough. I had a hand in both of their faces, ready to snap my fingers, reducing them to dust.
"Make one wrong move," I growled, "and you'll have more than just a tan."
The Things both gulped, knowing I would keep my word. The Colonel on the other hand, didn't look the least bit nervous.
"Are you threatening my men with fire alchemy?" he growled.
"You know your alchemy." I complemented.
"I should," he said with a serious face, "I am the Flame Alchemist."
My eyes widened and I temporarily dropped my arms. The Things saw this as an opportunity and rushed me. I sighed, kicking Thing One in the face, and punching Thing Four in the gut, causing both men to crumble to the ground.
"Now that there is no other disturbances..." I said, walking over and leaning over the Colonel's desk, "I guess it's safe to assume that you're the Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang, right?"
"Yes, that is correct." he said.
"To tell you the truth," I said with a smile, "I'm a big fan of yours."
He looked at me strangely.
"You so realize that flattery won't work with me?" Colonel Mustang said.
"I'm not even trying." I snapped, "No, I'm a fan of your work. You're a good alchemist. Me, I'm just pyro."
"Uh, thank you?"
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