FMA Crack RP

This is a private RP for Mizuko Jiao and Rin Yokoshima ONLY.

DISCLAIMER: We do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, nor do we own the any of the canon characters or ideas related to it. All rights to the canon characters belong to the creator of Fullmetal Alchemist, Hiromu Arakawa.

However, the original characters are our collaborated creations, so no stealing or we will hunt you down. -_-

Thank you for reading, and enjoy the story.

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Central City Academy

The New Year

Maes couldn't understand how Nikolah could look forward to the coming of a new school year. She seemed almost jittery with anticipation as they were driven through Central, her mouth drawn into a frown as she watched out the windows expectantly, eyes gleaming with impatience. She had removed her disciplinarian's badge at least thirty times already, shining it with the small white handkerchief she kept in her pocket before pinning it back onto her shirt.

He, on the other hand, wished the ride would last forever. That morning, he had begged his mother for the umpteenth time to homeschool him- a common ritual he went through at the beginning of every school year. She had refused, of course, and there was no wearing down Riza Mustang. When she said no, she couldn't be swayed no matter what he did.

It wasn't the classes or the studying that bothered Maes. He happened to be a great student, hardworking and diligent. He was also quiet and proper, traits that hadn't made him too popular in school.

At long last, the car pulled to a stop in front of the gray stone structure that was Central City Academy. The black haired boy cringed as its shadow loomed over them, clutching his leather school bag tightly in one hand. He knew it was pathetic to feel so nervous, but something about the school just screamed dread. Perhaps it was the fact that it resembled a prison so much? Drab gray walls with few windows and no plants... Central City Penitentiary had to be a far more pleasant place than this.

Nikolah was already out of the car before he had even unbuckled his seat belt, not even bothering to say 'good bye' or even spare him a glance. Already she was on the look out for any rule breakers and the like, her dark eyes narrowed as she scanned the small crowd of students waiting outside the entrance. They all seemed so happy, laughing with one another, their uniforms crisp and fresh. Maes wondered whether they too felt the evil that this place seemed to expel.

He wondered if he was just being over dramatic. Heaving a heavy sigh, Maes muttered a quick farewell to the driver before climbing out of the car, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he looked up at the building.

"Well... here we are."

Tobias reclined lazily against the school's entryway, yawning loudly as he folded his arms behind his head. He wore his uniform to code--but just barely, his shirt tucked and pressed just enough as to not break the rules.

As he saw Maes and Nikolah Mustang arrive, an impish smile crossed his features, his clear blue eyes gleaming with a playful mischief. He watched as Kol made her way towards the building before pushing off from the building and walking in her direction. Beaming brightly, he outstretched his arms and called with feigned glee, "Kol! It's been too long! Is it just me or have you gotten even more beautiful since the last school year?"

Beaming brightly, he outstretched his arms and called with feigned glee, "Kol! It's been too long! Is it just me or have you gotten even more beautiful since the last school year?"

A look of mild disgust washed over Nikolah's face when she caught sight of Tobias. She scanned his uniform once, her lip curling when she realized that it was up to code. Still, there was always the hair...

She had no choice but to walk toward him, seeing as the school entrance happened to be in the same direction, and paused once she was a few feet away, her eyes narrowed shrewdly. "There's hair touching your ears- that's a dress code violation," she told him, her lips pulled back into a cold smile. "Consider yourself fortunate that I'm in a good mood today. I'm only going to give you a warning. Get a damn haircut, Tobias."

Maes rolled his eyes. He really didn't understand his sister's anal retentive love for the rules, or why Tobi felt the need to expose it, but it was some weird, messed-up relationship that the two shared. He felt no need to comment... most of the time.

"There's hair touching your ears- that's a dress code violation," she told him, her lips pulled back into a cold smile. "Consider yourself fortunate that I'm in a good mood today. I'm only going to give you a warning. Get a damn haircut, Tobias."

"Oh, c'mon, Kol! You know I can't help it," Tobias replied, a playful pout crossing his lips as he lifted his hand to run his fingers through his mess of silver hair. "I've tried. It's unnatural--just keeps growing back. Just--poof!" He grinned, throwing open his hands to mimic an explosion.

"Oh, c'mon, Kol! You know I can't help it," Tobias replied, a playful pout crossing his lips as he lifted his hand to run his fingers through his mess of silver hair. "I've tried. It's unnatural--just keeps growing back. Just--poof!"

"Right. Whatever." Nikolah scowled, reaching up to brush a lock of brown hair away from her face. She had heard that same excuse countless times before. I'll just chop that stupid poofball off myself one day, she decided, her face brightening at the idea.

"Get to class," she snapped at the boys, brushing past Tobias and marching up the stone steps of the school before disappearing inside.

Maes watched her leave, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small, amused smile. He shifted his backpack to his other shoulder before grinning at his friend. "She really, really hates your hair."

Maes watched her leave, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small, amused smile. He shifted his backpack to his other shoulder before grinning at his friend. "She really, really hates your hair."

"Nah, she loves me and she knows it," Tobi joked, walking over to Maes. He paused and frown, running his hand through his hair. "But there really is nothing I can do about it." He shrugged and smirked, adding, "She'll just have to grow to love it, right?"

He shrugged and smirked, adding, "She'll just have to grow to love it, right?"

"Good luck with that," Maes said, snickering. He reached up, smoothing back a few locks of his own dark hair before sighing, his expression gloomy. "I guess we'd better head inside, huh?"

"Do we have to?" Tobi whined, slouching his shoulders in disappointment. He yawned, stretched, and looked over at Maes with a smirk he commonly wore. He started back towards the school entrance, arms folded behind his head as he meandered lazily up the steps. "Guess it won't be too bad. It's the first day. What could they make us do?"

"Guess it won't be too bad. It's the first day. What could they make us do?"

"The same thing... over and over and over again..." Maes said gloomily, his shoulders slouching in defeat. "You know how it goes. We're going to sit in six different classes today, and they're all gonna expect us to make notes on the same school rules. I mean, why not just let us write them down once and be done with it?" He sighed. "I hate the first day..."

"The same thing... over and over and over again..." Maes said gloomily, his shoulders slouching in defeat. "You know how it goes. We're going to sit in six different classes today, and they're all gonna expect us to make notes on the same school rules. I mean, why not just let us write them down once and be done with it?" He sighed. "I hate the first day..."

Tobias looked over at Maes with a sympathetic yet playful look. "Why, aren't you just a bright ball of sunshine today," he replied with a smirk. Then, sighing, he continued, "I totally agree though. I'd rather not take any notes, though. Maybe just nap all day. Yeah, that sounds nice..."

"I totally agree though. I'd rather not take any notes, though. Maybe just nap all day. Yeah, that sounds nice..."

Maes nodded earnestly in agreement. "Better yet, let's just skip school all together. That'd be nice too..." He smiled, knowing fully well that he would never, ever cut school (his mother would probably shoot him), but figuring that it would be something pleasant to think about.

"Better yet, let's just skip school all together. That'd be nice too..."

"Yeah, it would...maybe we should," Tobi replied pensively, smiling. Cringing, he was brought out of his dream by a horrible revillation. "But there's no chance of getting away with that as long as your sister's on the prowl," he groaned, continuing down the hall towards their classroom.

"But there's no chance of getting away with that as long as your sister's on the prowl," he groaned, continuing down the hall towards their classroom.

"I know," Maes muttered, shuddering at the thought of if she were to catch them. "And she would just love to bust us for something like that, too." He stopped once they were outside of their classroom, leaning up against a wall and allowing his bookbag to drop to the floor. As far as he was concerned, there wasn't any point to go into class before the warning bell had rang anyways.

Staring blankly down the hall, he then frowned, glancing over at Tobi and asking, "Where's Cheese?"

Staring blankly down the hall, he then frowned, glancing over at Tobi and asking, "Where's Cheese?"

Tobias shrugged and leaned against the wall, sliding down to rest on the floor. "I dunno," he replied thoughtfully, scanning the halls. "Oh."

As if on cue a large, husky figure came ambling down the hall. A head of bright redish-brown hair peeked out from amongst the other students as it headed towards the two boys.

"There he is. Whoa..." Tobi drawled, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Is it just me, or has Cheese gotten...bigger?"

"There he is. Whoa..." Tobi drawled, a smirk pulling at his lips. "Is it just me, or has Cheese gotten...bigger?"

"That's impossible. He can't get any bi- oh..." Maes voice trailed off as he finally caught sight of their friend. His gaze then dropped to the floor as he was trying rather hard not to stare. "Wow."

"That's impossible. He can't get any bi- oh..." Maes voice trailed off as he finally caught sight of their friend. His gaze then dropped to the floor as he was trying rather hard not to stare. "Wow."

Charles Breda, or Cheese as his friends so generously called him, was the spitting image of his father. Broad and plump, he practically waddled down the halls, his lips drawn down into a pout. His eyes seemed focused on the floor as he walked up to them, his mind wandering elsewhere.

Noticing their presence, he slowly lifted his head and raised a hesitant hand, greeting them. "Oh...hey, guys."

"Hey, Cheesers!" Tobi grinned broadly, greeting the boy back with a wave of his hand.

Noticing their presence, he slowly lifted his head and raised a hesitant hand, greeting them. "Oh...hey, guys."

"Hey," Maes replied, glancing up at his friend before allowing his gaze to drift elsewhere. Never one to be rude, he continued conversationally with, "Did you have a good summer?"

"Hey," Maes replied, glancing up at his friend before allowing his gaze to drift elsewhere. Never one to be rude, he continued conversationally with, "Did you have a good summer?"

"I guess..." Cheese replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "It wasn't bad. We just didn't do much. How about you guys?"

"I guess..." Cheese replied with a shrug of his shoulders. "It wasn't bad. We just didn't do much. How about you guys?"

"Oh... it was good," Maes said apathetically, thinking that his family really hadn't done much either. "My parents had to work a lot."

"Oh... it was good," Maes said apathetically, thinking that his family really hadn't done much either. "My parents had to work a lot."

"Yeah, my old man did, too. Not that I mind," Tobi added, shrugging his shoulders in disinterest. "Mom didn't though, so it was okay."

"My dad was that way too," Cheese replied with a slow nod of the head. He stopped and frowned somewhat before adding, "Seems like it was too short though...I don't want to be back in school...."