“The problem is that they expect you. And I would prefer you didn’t destroy half the city getting in.”

The Full Metal Alchemist, of course, accepted his assignment with all the gravity due his station.

Reeling from his own setback, Roy takes the time to advise a strange golden-eyed kid in a bar...

Fifty one-sentence chunks of an Avatar/FMA crossover. Basic idea is that after some implied (non-canon) craziness in Amestris, Ed and restored!Al find themselves lost in a desert, under stars they don't recognize and with only the vaguest memories of how they got there.

Endorphins then, that's what he's been missing.

You can always tell it’s Sunday by the yelling from the Elric house.

On a less horrible note! This is one of the promised FMA/DGM crossovers—some DGM characters flung randomly into FMA-verse. *eyes fic dubiously* So the world of Fullmetal Alchemist is pretty sane, balanced, and logical. Sure, things are bad sometimes, things are complicated sometimes, but they make sense. And are usually, I don’t know, indefinably wholesome. DGM, meanwhile, is such a sick, twisted, chaotic crazy-factory that there are no words. Fitting them together: fun times. Also, Ed and Allen in the same room, BEST THING EVER. XD

Once Edward became legal, the number of office outings to the pub went up exponentially. Possibly this was because Edward was really fun to take to a pub.

FMA best case scenario. But the Elrics, even at peace and completely happy in themselves, are still kind of alarming to bystanders.

Something explodes on Promised Day.

Sabo and Koala visit Amestris and take back a souvenir which is fortunate because Ace really needs all the help he can get after his brush with Akainu. Or Ace becomes a merman because of reasons.