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Vergoldungaugen, Silberschimmer	By : Mayzen Category: Fullmetal Alchemist > General Views: 2125 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from FMA, Characters (cept for ones I make up), places, nothin.. sadly and I absolutly do not make any $ from writing this, this is completly for fun.

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Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, none of the characters (cept for the
ones I make up and just conveniently place them in here), places nada. I also
make no $ what so ever from writing this, it's just for my own fun and
amusement.

The next morning Al was in the military
cemetery, flowers for Hughes� grave in hand. It was there he met the one who
hired him; Roy Mustang. �Good morning, Alphonse.�

�Good morning sir.� The blonde was a few
inches taller, than Roy�s 5�11�� height.�
The younger man placed the bundle of flowers on the grave they were both
visiting. After a moment, the two took a few strides over to the grave marker
of controversy. Once the younger saw what his sister had done; he barely choked
down his guffaws. This is so Ed. �Al knelt down and prodded the substance. The
image was of someone with a phallic nose and a cowlick looking over a wall
while giving everyone the� �Sophisticated� finger; with the words �Foo was
here.⁽¹⁾� There was also smaller more Xingese type text under that.

The blonde was sure that it meant
something similar to the English one, but most likely more vulgar. �I can tell
that last part of this.� Mustang pointed to the smaller text. �Reads �here� but
the rest of it I can�t make out.�

�You know Xingese, sir?� Dark eyes
looked into dark gold.

�Yes, my mother was half Xingese.� The corner of Al�s mouth quirked up and went
back to the graffiti. Ed certainly hasn�t
lost her touch with alchemy. Only she could create something so infuriating. His
finger tips again ran over the concoction. It
feels like plastic, but slick like glaze; it�s completely adhered to the stone,
seems like only alchemy can get it off� A rather dry un-humorous chuckle
passed. I�m sure Ed is the only one that
can remove this right now�

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While Alphonse was racking his brain
�she was sure Al would figure it out- Ed was going out to do a few things. The
one thing she did miss were the leather trousers of her youth; sure she liked
the ones she been wearing most recently. But she wanted to feel the leather
against her skin again; at least every once in awhile. The first thing she did
was tap into her account and took out some money for herself� and to pay back
Mustang when she got the chance. Ophelia waited for her outside �quite
patiently- when she was doing what she needed. Ed was glad no one really
checked on her credentials; one of the many times Ed was thankful that she
still vaguely resembled a man.

� As
she walked out, the sable smoke fell into line beside her. Looking at said
animal Ed thought. I suppose I should get
her a collar and leash, though I�m sure she wouldn�t wander off or go with
anyone other than me and Al. She ambled about going into a shop where they
sold those sorts of things. She decided on a leather collar; both collar and
leash were black with silver latches. Instead of buying a tag Ed made one with
some her left over change. Using the same method; Ed engraved the cats name
with the house�s telephone number.

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Inside the clothing shoppe while Ed was
looking through the clothing did she realize that woman�s buttons where on the
opposite side, unlike men�s shirts. Ed felt rather foolish that she hadn�t
noticed before; and quickly made her way over to where they kept her beloved
trousers. Quickly going through them she found a close enough size that would
fit her at least somewhat properly without alchemized tailoring. Grabbing a
couple pairs �and getting a few black tops- she promptly went to pay for them.

Ed was leaving the shop bags in the
crook of her elbow, leash in hand. She spied short silver hair and a white cat.
Sophie? Swiftly she made her way
closer threw the slightly congested sidewalk. �Sophie Belkman⁽²⁾?�
The golden blonde asked as she got within hearing range. The platinum blonde
turned her head to the other, light blue eyes were covered several times as she
blinked.

�Ed?� A joyful exhale of air passed Ed�s
lips.

�I�m glad you remember me, Sophie.� Ed
knew she couldn�t ever forget this girl. She met her in the mountain city of
Valdora and saved her skin at least twice. Once at the risk of her own after Ed
was fatally stabbed. The two hugged; laughing happily. They were so glad to see
each other after so long.

�Where have you been Ed?�

��It�s
a long story, how about you come over and I�ll give you the short version over
lunch or something.� With a nod, the females separated; Ed started to lead her
to the home she shared with her brother.

They only took a few steps, before a
voice called out to them. Blue and gold looked back to see who had done it.
Instantly Ed knew the type of guy who had hailed once she saw him. Slick and
grimy a person who could and would take advantage of anyone he could. �Why is
such a pretty broad with such a pipsqueak?� While Ed bristled �her eyebrow
twitching- and Ophelia growling; the scum bucket suddenly looked at Ed. �He�s actually
pretty good lookin�, how about a t-� In retaliation for the short comment and
the disgusting offer, Ed used her left leg
to kick him in the balls. She snatched the other woman�s hand nearly dragging
her along. I�m not short! Ed thought. The aureate blonde was a tad taller than
Sophie who was a little under 5�4��, Ed was exactly �she had checked multiple
times- 168.6 cm⁽³⁾. Neither of them looked back, while the scum
curled up into a ball.

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Al came home near 4 in the afternoon in
a cantankerous mood; but as he opened the door, the smell of baked goods
permeated his senses.� The frustration he
felt from Ed�s prankish graffiti; melted away. Closing the door behind him, he
heard two voices, then the scraping
of a chair against the floor. The younger walked into the doorway, watching Ed
as she began talking again.

�Once
upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,

Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten
lore,

While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came
a tapping,

As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber
door.

��tis some visitor,� I muttered, �tapping at my
chamber door-

Only this and nothing more�.�

Al only stood as he watched �in slight
awe- Ed quoting verbatim, from whatever source she had read it from. He could
tell Ed was trying to pronounce her �w�s� correctly, but still the German
accent was present. ��

�Ah,
distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,

And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon
the floor.

Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought
to borrow

From my books surcease of sorrow � sorrow for the
lost Lenore-

For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-

Nameless here for evermore.
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And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
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��� Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
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� "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
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��� But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
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��� And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
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� That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
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��������������� Darkness there, and nothing more.�
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Ed turned to see her younger brother in the doorway, a tint of pink flecked the bridge of her nose. Al could only chuckle and smile, sister is pretty good. He thought; Ed had been acting out those tiny bits. 
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��� Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
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��� "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
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��� Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and
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�� Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
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�� Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
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Sophie held in her laughter as Ed started spouting everything to Alphonse �she knew it was him because Ed said that she lived with him- as if he was the raven, above the chamber door. Even Ed was quivering with mirth, as Al caught on; he didn�t really hold back his amusement.� 
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�� �Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
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��� Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown
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� On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
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��� Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
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��� Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
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��� This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
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��� This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
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��� Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
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All three started to laugh once Ed
finished, Sophie was nearly out of her chair; Al was grasping onto the wall
holding himself up. When getting over their hysterics, Sophie righted herself
in the seat while Al and Ed sat down. The platinum blonde was a bit surprised
that Al wasn�t in the suit of armor like he had been when they first met, but
happy to see him. �It�s good to see you Sophie. How did y-?�Al was cut short.

�I met her earlier today, around noon. I
invited her to lunch since she asked me where I�d been.� It didn�t take long
�since the noise disturbed their nap- for the two cats to tromp in. Norn hopped
into Sophie�s lap; while Ophelia greeted the darker blonde with a mewl and a
head-butt to his thigh. After a pat, she went over to her mother, setting her
large paws on her leg. The top of her head was scratched, while Al asked.

�What are you making sister?� With out
missing a beat, Ed said.

�I made 2 dozen cookies and right now there is a cake baking. It�s one of my
favorites.� A fond reminiscent smile crossed her lips.

�I can�t wait to try it.� He turned to their friend. �Staying for supper?� The
smaller female nodded, smiling.

�How was your day little brother?� Ed
suddenly asked. Al�s frustration returned, at the mere thought of it.

�What the hell did you make that out of?
Better yet; how do you get it off?!� The golden female mischievously grinned.

�You�ll have to figure it out on your
own and I�m sure you will.� She then stood up again, waltzing into the kitchen.
�Tell me everything about your day, if you don�t mind.� Sighing Al followed
�Sophie in tow along with two cats; who wanted their supper- into the kitchen as well.

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The reason Ed left the house in the
middle of the night to walk to Central HQ� because she felt like being a little
shit� and couldn�t sleep. Ophelia not present since she was still sleeping and
possibly might do something unwanted; when secrecy was imperative. Ed was
dressed head to toe in black and carefully hiding the tail of her hair under
her coat. A nightmare had woken her up a little before midnight. Ed was use to
them by now, but just remembering the event still chilled her to the core. She
rubbed her eyes with her left thumb and middle finger. Even now she could still
see her father�s blood adorning the walls and floor in macabre d�cor. He had
died protecting her, unshed tears gathered; Van Hohenheim had died right in
front of her eyes. Her body shivered at the memory and from the cold very early
morning air. In Ed�s mind the dreadful dream was almost better than the Mustang
filled ones. Shaking it off, she continued; glad she knew her way around
Central like the back of her hand. I�m
gonna pay that bastard back for annoying me all these months.

Once there, Ed went to the blind side of
the complex; taking a quick glace she quietly clapped her hands and set them against
the wall; making a opening. Upon walking through it she closed it quickly. The
blonde just sauntered in, looking for anything to use. She spotted some
conveniently placed paint and brushes. Perfect.
At first Ed thought she�d only deface Mustang�s office, but now thought
she�ll have to do a little more than that. Grabbing a brush and a pail of
paint, she sneaked out to the front door; then proceeded to write �with the
exception of the Chinese- and doodle what she did on the grave marker. Just as
quietly she went back into the building and made her way into the mess hall.
Looking she knew she had to get a ladder, setting her supplies down. She went
into the storage closet near the kitchen, where she knew she�d find the one she
wanted. Once set up; grabbing paint and brush; she ran up the rungs to paint on
the ceiling �Foo was here too.� The little man doodle was with it as well. Once
she finished, a huge calculating grin was on her face. After putting away the
ladder, she went to her main objective; Mustang�s office that surprisingly
hadn�t moved.

Silently making her way up the stairs
she went into the very familiar office. She left the outer area alone, not
wanting a hole in her head. Strolling into the inner office, she smirked.
Getting to work she painted �Foo was here also� the doodle was almost the same
as the others except it was giving the bird with both hands. She smeared the walls with gusto; also writing �Edward
was here, bastard� in the Russian Cyrillic alphabet. She put it in this dialect
because Al had mentioned that Mustang had understood the bit of Chinese, she
had left before. Ed wasn�t surprised that Roy was a quarter Xingese. Not very many Amestrian people have hair that dark so it�s a bit
obvious. If
anything it made him all the more appealing to Ed; she realized that. �damn bastard. �Once she was done, Ed picked everything up
and closed the door behind her. Her lips twisted deviously as she put
everything else back where she found it; and left the same way she came. Oh how I wish I could see the bastard�s face
when he comes in and sees this.

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Mustang wondered what was going on as he
reached the gates that morning, seeing all the commotion. Well that was until
he saw the words on the wall. Midnight blue eyes widen in shock and disbelief�
oh if he only knew. He was trying to grasp just how the hell the person got
into the compound. He had yet to hear about what happened to the mess, but he
undoubtedly saw what happened to his office once he got there. His mouth
dropped and eyes got even wider. Suddenly his face twisted into a horrified
grimace. This was certainly more vulgar and involved than what was on the
entrance. Ed would have been elated at Mustang�s expressions; it went from shocked,
to appalled, and finally to extremely and utterly pissed in 5 seconds.
�Hawkeye!� His head turned to see Riza. �I want to know who did this, at once!�
He shouted once he got over his shock; oddly not once did he conceive the idea
that Ed might be the one behind it;
though he should have. The woman soldier, saluted.

��Yes sir!��

1.) Australian equivalent of �Kilroy was here� and possibly
(no one knows for sure) predates it by about 20 years.

2.) Sophie
Belkman was a character from Hagane no Renkinjutsushi 3: Kami o Tsugu
Shōjo (in English; Fullmetal
Alchemist 3: The Girl who Succeeds God). A game that wasn�t ever released in
the US *pout * I placed her in the
story because well she was really one of the few game characters that lived
and the only one that didn�t turn into a hermit. It�s changed from Bergmann to Belkman because I recently got the second FMA artbook and it has her in it and it says Belkman, I even looked at the Wiki of the game and the katakana even sounds out Belkman not Bergmann, so it is now updated.

3.) 168.6 cm is about 66.375 inches.

Again I thank you all who have enjoyed, reviewed and added this to
their fav�s. I�m posting early because today is my friend�s birthday and this
is my gift to her. I hope she enjoys it as much as I laughed while typing it. Xingese
I found on Wikipedia; I know I had put Xingalese before but I have changed it
Xingese in all the previous chapters to those who have already read them. It�s
a bit long since I put Edgar Allen Poe�s �The Raven� in but I thought it would
be perfect for Ed to quote it. Also again there isn�t much need for foreign
dialects in this chapter. If you have any questions, suggestions or just
anything in general (including Ed�s faux tattoo still non-colored; if you want
to see it e-mail me, PM me, or review and let me know with and e-mail.) Please
R&R *waves while she still has her flame skewer close by.*
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