http://fullmetalbro.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fullmetalbro.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] route_10652011-04-11 11:59 pm

Because I screwed it up before. Oops :|

Who: Edward Elric and anyone who wants to troll meet him.
Where: New Bark Town
When: Late morning
Summary: POOF! Ed arrives in Johto and is really just trying to find out what the hell's going on. (Ed's starter is a Pichu.)
Rating: pg-13 for Ed's potty mouth.
Log:

Ed turned off the communication devise. If circumstances had been different, he'd be really interested in the thing that was a mix between a phone and what seemed like a bunch of other things. But now, he had other things that were a bit more important to pay attention to.

Ed stood up and walked over to the Pichu, giving it a look that made it obvious that Ed wanted nothing to do with it. The Pichu glared back, charging it's cheeks up again, but only letting a few sparks run across it's body, as if daring the human in front of it to try to touch it. "Looks like I'm really stuck with you, huh?" The Pokemon continued to just stare. Ed sighed. No one would ever learn of this. The only one who knew about this that he knew was Envy, and he didn't care about him in the first place. No one back home would know that he caved in...to a mouse.

Ed crouched down and held out his hand. "Hey, sorry about-"

ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP

"GAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! YOU LITTLE SHIT! I WAS APOLOGIZING!"

"Pichu!"

"Hey, I don't like this any more than you do, so how about we just go downstairs and get food without killing each other?"

Ed stood up and walked out of the bedroom, the Pichu following, but seemingly against its will. He trampled down the stairs to find a woman at the kitchen sink washing dishes. She turned and looked at Ed, a smile beaming on her face. "It's about time you woke up. You're breakfast is cold."

No way. Envy couldn't be serious. His mom was dead. He had been at the funeral. He had lost his left leg trying to resurrect her with alchemy!

The woman put the last dish on the drying rack. "Ed, I have to go out and tend to the garden. Professor Elm wanted to talk to you, so hurry up and eat before you go see him, ok?"

"Wait, who are-" Before Ed could finish the sentence, she had walked out the back door. He looked down at the yellow rodent. It glared back up at him. Grumbling, Ed left the meal on the table and walked out the front door. Maybe this Professor would know what the hell was going on...


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