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_{[A shadow falls across the grass.]

[HEY.]

[HEY ED.]

[GUESS WHO IT IS.]}

Well, if it isn't Edward Elric!

_{[... No, not Envy. The voice is a little too young-sounding for that, although it's certainly got the right melodramatic tone.]

[NOPE, it's Ed's favorite limb-thief, standing SMUGLY over him with his mismatched hands on his hips. Beside him is... what appears to a plump, mobile bag of trash. It lifts a gloopy tentacle and cheerfully waves, only to stop with an alarmed jiggle when Wrath turns to scold him.]}

No, Hungry, don't wave. We don't like him.

[Ed is currently squinting at one of the items in his pack when a shadow looms over him. Not even remotely in the mood for threatening figures right now, he starts to glance up to tell whoever exactly where they can take their damn shadow. He doesn't know where he is, he doesn't where Al is - and he is not in the mood.

Before his gaze even lifts a familiar voice penetrates his annoyed thoughts, and his head snaps up the rest of the way to find Wrath of all people- homunculi- people?]

What are you doing here-?

[His tone is more disbelief than anything, shock - but certainly not fear, as imposing as Wrath is attempting to be. At least his blunt utterance was a little more polite than "You're supposed to be dead!" which was the only other thing on his mind, at that moment. How was this happening- and what was that thing Wrath directed his last statement to?

After a moment of stunned immobility, Ed jumps to his feet glancing between Wrath and the pokemon in question - his own completely forgotten as the animal remained about a yard away, watching the interaction. After all, if the homunculus was going to try something, he wanted his guard to be up for it.]

I live here.

_{[Said in the exact grandiose way that someone would refer to their cadillac, or their expensive handbag. Except that they're standing in the middle of a park.]

[Is he referring to the park? To the town? Who the hell knows.]

[Ed may also notice that Wrath is... dressed... differently. Oh, he still has that edgelord Homunculus aesthetic going on, but instead of the usual shiny black is-it-their-skin?-or-what? material, he's got hiking shorts and a shirt with a cartoon logo of a big black-and-gray dog with yellow teeth, and some bubble-lettered words positing the question: "WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?" It's torn at the middle, and judging by the frayed threads and jagged edges, he definitely shredded the bottom half off himself.]

[The final look somehow manages to be even more "someone threw a grade-schooler into a Hot Topic back room and left him there for a week before opening the door to see what happened" than his original look.]

[It's also worth noting that the glossy-eyed sack of trash is wearing sneakers. You know, just to complete the descent into surrealism here.]}

So that means you're TRESPASSING.

[Not exactly the answer he expected, but he also hadn't really asked the question that was on his mind, in the first place.

If Wrath is here. And Wrath is supposed to be here. Then what is here? For a split second Ed has a moment of wondering if he's dead, it would certainly explain the fever dream that this place was. Weird animals and background music alike.

Oh, Ed noticed that Wrath was dressed differently, it just was far from the forefront of his priorities, right now. He hadn't had a chance to check if alchemy worked in this world yet (he hadn't really thought to after two years) and he certainly didn't want to test that in a fight with a homunculus.

Although now he really wished he had checked on that much sooner, because he was ill equipped for this scenario to go south and Wrath seemed gearing up for aggression.

Edward lifted his hands in placating gesture, as if that would ever get him out of a fight.]

Look, I just want to get out of here. If you tell me how to leave, I will - you can... have this place.

[Whatever it is.

Ed is fairly certain this angle isn't going to work, but he's going to try it anyway. Hell, if it actually does get him back to Al, even better. If not it might buy him enough time to come up with a strategy before getting attacked?]

_{[Those are questions that even people who are 'here' for a long time can't figure out. JUST ENJOY YOUR FREE THERAPY ANIMALS.]

[But apparently, another curious side effect of this place has been performed on Wrath's EGO, because it sure is trippin'.]

[He barks out a laugh, tossing his hair-- which looks... KIND of brushed? For once? Someone clearly had a go at it with a comb, anyway.]}

I don't bargain with losers!

Anyway, that's not how things are decided in this place.

If you want me to tell you anything, you have to battle me.

It's the rules.

_{[The Trubbish nods, making its entire body jiggle. MMHM, yup, those are the rules, all right!]}

[Who wrote these rules? And how does Wrath manage to look more and less like a feral animal, at the same time?

Ed's eyes narrow at Wrath's words, wishing he'd had more time to read up on all this before being interrupted. For all he knew, Wrath was making that "rule" up, but even if he was Ed was well aware that he wasn't going to back down just because his idea of the rules didn't match with reality.

It's hard to play by the rules when you don't know what they are, and he felt even more lost in this place than the world beyond the Gate.]

What rules?

[He might just be a little too annoyed to keep his composure, after all. Which, of course, means he doesn't notice the ponyta come up to his side until it practically bumps into him, watching Wrath carefully as if ready to step in on its own accord.]

_{[Wrath's just special like that. No amount of store-bought clothing will ever manage to fully make him NOT look like he was pulled out a burrow somewhere.]}

The rules.

God, you'd think an alchemist like you would be real careful about following rules after what happened.

_{[Leave it to a Homunculus to rub that in. Got enough dramatic italics in that sentence, Wrath?]}

[Okay, all this nonsense about rules was annoying enough, but now he's just being rude about it. Still, Ed manages to keep his cool. Go ahead, Wrath try and rile him up, it's almost a relief to find something familiar in his life for a change - especially after being completely uprooted again, and this time for no apparent reason.

Playing cool and distant only worked so long for Ed, but he was still trying very hard not to let this whole situation get to him.]

Yeah, well I'd know more about these rules if I wasn't interrupted every time I tried to figure them out!

_{[Expecting Wrath not to be rude is like asking a dog not to eat a chunk of raw steak dropped on the ground in front of it. ENTIRELY POSSIBLE with proper instruction and reinforcement, but OTHERWISE A HOPELESS EFFORT]}

Weren't you Elrics always best and hands-on learning?

I challenge you to a Pokemon battle.

_{[A sentence delivered with the exact same dramatic gravitas that Wrath would normally say "I'm gonna kill you and take your limbs."]

[The Trubbish nods enthusiastically and squares its nasty tentacles into the rough approximation of fists... only to deflate when Wrath looks back down at it and goes--]}

--no, Hungry, not with you. You squish too easily and you'll just get stepped on. You should stand back.

_{[Another, more resigned nod from the Trubbish. :T IT'S TRUE. It waddles a short distance away.]}

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or I could cheat with icons

cheating is the way to go

totally is when you have 45 accounts with 15 icons

oh crap THAT'S A LOT OF ACCOUNTS

I might, maybe, have a lot of AUs

FMA breeds AUs like bunnies honestly.

Terrible AUs. AUs that breed other AUs.

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