I'm back on this shiz! And I bring. . . 2003 ANIME STUFF! XD

I was thinking about Majahal. . . and yeah. This is the result of thinking about him and his creepiness and his love of nothing but beauty, beauty, beauty and no personality.

What If. . . Majahal was glad that he found his precious Corinne, even if she was old and less beautiful?

Majahal stared at the old woman with the lovely, beautiful, incredible, perfect blue rose woven into her curly, gray-streaked black hair. "Corinne. . . is it really you?"

Corinne's eyes filled to the brim with tears. "Majahal. . . I've been here all along. . ."

The two stared at one another for an indeterminable amount of time. After a while, Ed started whistling. Loudly. And obnoxiously.

"Brother!" Al hissed.

Ed just whistled louder.

Claus looked distinctly befuddled and rather terrified, as she couldn't exactly see what was going on.

Finally, Majahal broke out of his trance. . . and ran to embrace his beloved. "Corinne!"

Corinne's arms encircled Majahal's thin frame. "Oh, Majahal!"

The two were hugging so tightly, it was a wonder that no bones were being crushed.

Ed (who had stopped whistling) coughed pointedly into his flesh hand.

This caused Majahal and Corinne to move apart- only to smash their lips together in a slobbering, wet, old-people-trying-to-be-teens-again kind of kiss.

Ed and Al immediately turned away. Ed turned green while Alphonse looked- well, about as disturbed as a suit of armor with no ability to display any sort of emotion whatsoever can look upon seeing something like old people Frenching each other.

Al ran to free Claus (while carefully avoiding looking at the sight before him) and Ed struggled to retain his lunch.

When Claus was freed, she turned to give Majahal a piece of her mind- only to promptly barf up her dinner, and lunch, and breakfast, and then just dry heave for a while because it was that disturbing to see two old people smooching. She was only ten, for Truth's sake! She didn't need that kind of image to give her nightmares!

After it became clear that the two would not be parting for air any time soon, Ed, Al, and Claus just. . . left. They didn't need to torture themselves any longer by watching the show.

Later, Majahal and Corinne would be discovered, near dead from asphyxiation, but clutching one another in a dreamy fashion. They would be carted off to the hospital, and for some reason, Majahal would never be arrested, allowing him to live out his life giving sloppy, old person kisses to his wife, Corinne, who would return them with far too much gusto.

Ed may have been disgusted by the display he'd seen, but he did a good job of holding down his food as he described the scene- in great detail- to the Colonel for his oral report.

"-and the drool was flying everywhere as they simply mashed their thin, dry, saliva-coated old person lips together-"

Mustang finally lost his cookies at that line, but only after Fuery, Havoc, Falman, and Breda had consecutively lost theirs. Hawkeye, to her credit, lost nothing but the color in her face. She was good at saving things, whether they be a certain superior officer or the spaghetti with meat sauce from the mess hall. A little (WHO ARE YOU CALLING LITTLE?!) story wasn't going to make her throw up.

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LOL. Old people kissing. . . hehehe. I can see Mustang turning green in my mind's eye.

Whoa, long chappie today! I was worried about it being too short, but it turns out that the opposite happened! *is proud*

Anyway, RFF, people! I like reviews!

Love ya! lulu