A/N: Well, this definitely took a while to post. It's strange how when I finally decided to put up the last damn chapter, the site starts screwing up all over me. PSHAW. But like…a lot's been going on lately. I'm a freshmen now. :3 And my friend and I are establishing an anime club at our school, since there isn't one yet. We are totally badass.

Now, on with the crack.

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"Ed!" Al called. "Hold on! Why are you so mad?"

Ed was storming down the street toward the Elric's apartment. Al was sprinting up to him, nearly pouncing on the teenager.

"Why do you THINK I'm mad?" Ed shot, his rage coming to a sudden halt. "That job of yours…you seem to value it a lot, huh?"

Al blinked. "Yeah, I guess…"

"I suppose I'm not really in the position to judge your…um, antics," Ed said, scratching his head. "I'm not a scholar or anything…"

"Yes you are."

"Well, uh, it's not like I'm sort of 'crime-fighter' person."

"…Yes you are."

"But it's not like I help NUNS, or something."

"Yes you do."

"…Well, yeah, so maybe I am in the position to judge, but I won't…'cause I'm cool like that."

Al grinned (…or at least looked like he was grinning), switching to uber-queer mode for mocking purposes. "Okay then, Brother! How 'bout some coffee? LET'SGETSOMECOFFEEOMG. ANDRAINBOWS."

"Please stop…like, now."

The End.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. ;D And LMAO—when I saved this document onto my file thing, and only initialed it by every first letter, it spelt STABLU. PFFFFT. NO, I DO NOT WANT TO STAB LULU FROM FINAL FANTASY X, KTHX.