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Ed and Al were walking along through a field. Well, they weren't actually "walking", it was more like skipping. No, actually, it was more like prancing. They were prancing through a field, each one clicking a couple of coconuts together.

"Brother," said Al, "Why are we doing this?"

"Because cool people ride horses," said Ed.

"But we're not on horses," said Al.

"No, but we sound like we're on horses," said Ed.

"It sounds more like one horse," said Al.

"Whatever," said Ed.

By and by, they came to a castle. They stopped in front of the gate, and looked upward to see the castle guard staring down at them.

Ed called out to him, "Please, lower the gate and let us come into the castle."

"Who are you?" the guard asked.

"I am Edward Elric, the FullMetal Alchemist."

"Oh really? They let such a shrimp join the military?" said the guard.

Ed lunged toward the castle, but Al restrained him as Ed shouted out a whole bunch of words that no one was able to make out.

"So what is that that you're carrying?" asked the guard.

"These are coconuts," said Al.

"Where did you get them?" asked the guard.

"We found them," said Ed, freeing himself from Al's grasp.

"How could you have found them?" asked the guard, "This is a temperate zone!"

"Well," said Ed, "Maybe a swallow brought them."

"A swallow? A swallow could not possibly carry a coconut!"

"He could grip it on the husk," said Ed.

"It's not a matter of where he grips it," said the guard, "It's a matter of simple weight ratios. A five ounce bird cannot carry a one pound coconut!"

"Well, maybe an African swallow could," said Ed.

"An African swallow, maybe, but not a European swallow. African swallows are non-migratory."

"Maybe they could carry one between them on a line," said Ed.

Ed and Al heard the scoffing tone in the guard's voice.

"You just won't give up, will you, FullMetal?"

Ed and Al took a closer look at the guard. It was Roy Mustang!

At finding this out, Ed grew furious and shouted, "Roy, you had better let us in! I have orders to reclaim this castle!"

"What do I care what you were ordered to do, shorty?" said Roy, "This is my castle, and I ain't budging."

"You traitor!" said Ed, "If you don't let us in, I'll have to take this castle by force!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," said Roy, "This is the part where I'm supposed to throw a bunch of insults at you, your father smelt of Elderberries, or something like that. Why don't we just skip to the part where you leave?"

"Ok," said Ed, "Nice doing business with you."

"See you later," said Roy.

So Ed and Al turned and walked on.