TITLE: From Humor, to Horror, to Honor

Authors note: It's my day off and I want to write my very first FMA fic while I have the time. PLEASE tell me what you think!

Summary: A bunch of longer-shorts that I was too lazy to make into stories of their own. XD Enjoy!

Note: I got the words from the random-word generator.

UNCOMMON

Elicia scratched the top of her head before putting her crayon back to the paper. One had yellow hair, and the other was... metal.

Her teacher must think she is crazy, but she really HAD met all these people!

She had met a boy that always wore a suit of armour.

She had met a man that could rip off his shirt, just by flexing his muscles.

She had met a man that could start a fire with a snap of his fingers.

She had met a girl who could throw a wrench farther than your eyes could see.

She had met a boy who was smaller than most, but with much more fight.

She had met a woman who used her gun to get her way.

She had met a great big man that was afraid of a puppy.

She had met... so many interesting people.

But she guessed that's what happens when you know people in the military.

She bet her father had known even more people than she did!

But her father was special.

She drew him last.

WEAPON

"And you expect me to believe that?!"

"Please!! I just need you here for a while! We need you here!"

"Gracia, there is no such thing as ghosts!"

"..."

"... If you are really worried, come here. But we can't leave right now, Central is in the process of rebuilding."

"... I can't leave this house. Elicia wouldn't except it."

"Gracia..."

"Please... PLEASE!!"

"GRACIA!!"

I'll add more later. Possibly later tonight, or tomorrow.

xNae'Ka