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A. » Action「Mayfield High School ☼ U.S. History」

[So you know what sucks? Being short. Ok, no, not just short, but being an inch tall. That really sucks. Even worse? GETTING TOTED TO SCHOOL INSIDE A PURSE, THAT'S WHAT.

And of course it couldn't even be someone he remotely liked, oh no. It had to be Lust. There he was, trying to sneak out of that stupid house and then before he knew what was happening was shoved in some pocket next to a tube of red lipstick (that he totally transmuted, by the way. Nothing quite like going to fix your makeup and pulling out a tube of bright red crayon.) because she "had to keep him safe".

BULLSHIT. BULL. SHIT.

This was just an excuse to humiliate him and make his life as miserable as possible. So far? Mission accomplished. This tiny alchemist has never been tinier and it looks like his temper shrank to match his size. Which, if you're curious and decide to measure, actually isn't even an inch. In fact, the top of that one piece of hair that sticks up doesn't quite reach that mark.

People shrink and somehow he's smaller than all of them. WHAT IS HIS LIFE?

Anyway. To those lucky students who happen to have Lust as teacher for their U.S. history class, they might notice a tiny addition to her desk. There is +1 State Alchemist being used as a paper weight. When graded papers are handed back out, they might notice that the stamped letters have not been made in a "traditional" way. Oh, no. They're made up of tiny footprints and the bottom of Ed's boots are stained black. Damn ink isn't coming off.]

B. » Action「Teacher's Lounge ☼ Lunch」

[There was no way Lust was going to leave Ed by himself. Too dangerous. What if he fell off the desk? Or someone stepped on him? Or heard him screaming obscenities, thought he was a bug and squished him with a textbook? No, Lust couldn't have that happen.

Instead, she takes her minuscule charge with her to the teacher's lounge for lunch. In front of her is a line of items based on height. The tube of lipstick Ed transmuted is among them and as for Ed himself? Dead last.]

((ooc: responses will be from either Ed, Lust, or both! Just let us know who you want in the tag!))

C. » Action「Around Town - Close to Mayfield High ☼ Late Afternoon/Early Evening」

[FREEDOM. He's not sure how it happened, but somehow he managed to get away from Lust and make it outside without getting stepped on. Unfortunately, he didn't get very far before he ran into a problem. There was an ant who apparently marked him as a threat. He was going to have to fight this ant. HE HAD TO FIGHT AN ANT.

Just as it was about to close in on him, Ed claps his hands and touches the ground. Alchemic energy, which from a person of normal height looked a bit like strangely colored, prolonged, especially bright, electric shock, spreads outward towards the ant and a large (to Ed anyway) stone fist erupts from the ground, slams into the ant and sends the bastard flying.]

TAKE THAT YOU FUCKING LITTLE JACKASS!

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[Even though it's wrong, he can't help but smile]

Come on Fullmetal, it's a little funny.

OH YEAH, JUST LAUGH IT UP. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA ABOUT THE HELL I'VE BEEN THROUGH TODAY?

[His expression becomes somewhat more serious at that]

I don't actually, but that's besides the point. Why are you here specifically?

[He flops down on the table, sitting with his legs crossed. He leans forward, resting his head on his hand]

Because "mom" didn't think I would be safe if she left me all by myself in the "big scary classroom".

[Sigh. Of course. Lust had to go and complicate everything. Unsure of what else to do, Mustang offers his hand]

Come on. Having lust cart you around all day is more than a little dangerous.

Quite the opposite. [ In a nearly bored, but obvious caustic tone. B| It's you again. She walks towards Edward and the items, essentially trying to cockblock Mustang from getting to her sacrifice. ]

No harm would befall him while I'm around. [ She has to get these sacrifices back home safely after all!! ] If it was dangerous, I think his boots wouldn't be the only thing blackened. Wouldn't you agree, Colonel? [ Yes. She used him as a stamp. Don't ask why. She has to vent in the most passive-agressive ways possible, and, this one bordered on real aggression. ]

[... Because he hasn't been humiliated enough today. Letting the Colonel carry him around was just as degrading, but admittedly much less threatening to his sense of self-preservation.]

Tch, no kidding. Don't have to tell me that.

[And of course, as he stands up and is inches from potential freedom, Lust decides it was a good time to come back.]

No harm? YOU THREATENED TO HANG ME FROM YOUR CAR MIRROR HOW IS THAT NOT HARMFUL?

[Well. Now what? He had his gun of course, but being openly hostile wasn't the best of ideas. They'd managed to somehow coexist in the school, and he didn't want to fire the proverbial and literal first shot in what would likely end up a never ending conflict between the two of them]

[At the same time, simply giving up on Fullmetal? That's unacceptable. Maybe an alternative approach?]

Well, you do raise a good point. He's not dead. But what kind of teacher would I be if I let him simply skip my class? Miniaturization is hardly an excuse.

[ While a gun could certainly do it if it was a fatal attack, she still has those little harpy claws in case you miss a fatal area. Of course, this would result in passive aggressive tension between both classes, and mysterious eggings every Friday.

No, no, just kidding! Regardless, Roy's proposition to Lust is a little laughable to her but that's really her feelings about everything related to humanity. ]

Oh, Edward. I needed to retain sight, and those tricky suburban curves could send you flying into the glove compartment. [ That was some rather quick thinking but she turns her attention back to Roy. ]

I believe Edward is more than knowledgeable about chemistry so he can afford to miss a class because of his slight shrinkage. [ ...ha. ha. ha. ]

MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE KEPT IT OPEN. WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN MUCH OF A PROBLEM THEN.

[He glances between the two of them, unsure of how to proceed. He doesn't feel good about leaving Edward with her, but his options are unfortunately limited. He never expected that excuse to work - but now what?]

Well the difference is so minor I'd hardly call it something worth coddling the boy over. Just let him carry on as normal.

Edward, you know more than anyone, if it was close it would have been fatal.

[ She then glances down at the irritated Ed. ] I'm sure if he's shorter than your average test tube, he's not in a condition to come in. Finally, Mr. Mustang, I'm sure a "normal" Ed wouldn't want to be in your class, period.

[... Was that supposed to help, Mustang? Because all you did was piss him off a little more. Minor difference. D< ]

Right, because being in your U.S. history class is better?! Tch, don't flatter yourself.

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