MishyFishy: Yeah, we forgot disclaimers on chapters two and three, and we're too lazy to change them, so, we still don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Chelsea: Though we wish we did!
MishyFishy: Except Archer, they can keep him. Oh and Rose and Winry, they can keep them too.
Chelsea: On with the story!
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(End commercial)
Fesma: And we're back! And— (sighs) Mel, Scar, Can you please take your love lives somewhere else?
MishyFishy: PLEASE!
(Mel and Scar are back in their seats, making out)
MishyFishy: My God, they're like, eating each other's faces. Bleugh! That's just gross, okay?
Fesma: Anyways, onto our next diary. Mish, will you do the honors?
MishyFishy: MHM! (Walks up to pile of books and picks up a particularly bulky one) Ahem, this one belongs to... (Opens front cover) Kain Fuery!
(Fuery Blushes) (Roy, Havoc, and Breda giggle to themselves)
MishyFishy: Aww! He's so cute when he blushes like that…
Fesma: I thought you didn't like guys…
MishyFishy: I don't, but… (Turns to camera, and gets all serious-like) I now declare myself… A Fuery fangirl.
(Roy, Havoc, and Breda all crack up)
Havoc: (rubbing his eyes) Oh my god! I'm crying from laughing!
Fesma: Heh, poor Fuery.
MishyFishy: Hey! At least I'm not a crazed fangirl like you are over Scar. And I'm not even that serious! Gosh.
Fesma: Hey I'm not crazed! Just overly obsessed-like.
MishyFishy: (sarcastic) Yeah, and I'm boy crazy.
Fesma: Whatever Sarcasmo.
MishyFishy: I'm not sarcasmo! I'm Mish the Fish!
Fesma: So, you're a Christian music radio station?
MishyFishy: (Slaps forehead) No. (Random pillow poofs into Mish's hands) (Mish screams into the pillow) Okay… (deep breath) Moving on, onto the diary!
Fuery: Why me?
Riza: (Takes Fuery's hand) It's okay Cain. It'll be over soon.
(Roy turns green with envy, no pun intended)
MishyFishy: (lets out a snort-laugh type thing at Riza and Fuery) Anywho. Let's go…
(Flips a few pages in) Ah, here we go. (Pulls out a lock of blonde hair) Hmm, I wonder who this belongs too…
Fesma: (looks up to Riza and Fuery) (Sarcastic) Heh, yeah I wonder…
MishyFishy: Okay! (Flips another page) (A mass of photos fall on the floor) Hmmm…
(Mish and Fesma both look the photos. There's a photo of Riza at the office, one of her and Hayate on a walk, and another of her at the eastern HQ's last Christmas party)
MishyFishy: Man, he's worse than Hughes…
Fesma: Picks up diary and flips another page) Dude, (Pulls out a wrinkled brown shirt) What the?
Riza: Hey! That's mine! It went missing from the locker rooms ages ago! (Looks at Fuery, steps away to the other side of Roy)
Fesma: Okay, there's a tape in here too, but honestly I don't want to know what's on it.
MishyFishy: Okay, this is a bit off topic but, it's been forever and Mel and Scar still haven't stopped…
(Everyone switches to face Mel and Scar)
Roy: O.O Why, I otta—
(Roy attempts to tackle them, but Riza grabs him by the waist before he gets anywhere)
MishyFishy: OH MY GOD! (Points and waves finger and Roy and Riza)
Hughes: I KNEW IT! (Does a victory dance) Now, who knows a good wedding planner?
MishyFishy: Wait, Hughes, I thought you were dead….
Hughes: I am, I'm a ghost!
MishyFishy: Oh! M'kay.
(Lights go out. Somehow the cameras are still recording)
MishyFishy: Oh crap, here we go again.
(Sound of studio doors opening)
Envy: The repair man man man man man has returned turned turned!
MishyFishy: Shut up you shman shman shman.
Envy: Hey, I should tell you th—(Gun shot sound)
(Short silence)
Riza: Finally, he shut up!
MishyFishy: Woah, how the hell did you shoot him in the dark?
Riza: I'm not exactly sure, but it wasn't easy while trying to hold on the colonel. Hey! Stop squirming!
MishyFishy: That kinda sounded wrong… (Sound of a slap) OW! My head! What was that for?
Fesma: Stop being a pervert.
(Lights come back on)
MishyFishy: Thank G—OH MY GOD!
(Riza is now holding on to scar by the waist and Roy is making out with Mel)
Fesma: That's just not right…
(Scar screams all high pitched-like) (Riza grabs her ears)
Riza: Oww…
(Roy and Mel finally realize what is going on and scream all high pitched-like)
(Vincent screams louder and more high-pitched than anyone else, until Mish screams. Mish, by far, wins the high pitched contest)
Ryan: What's with all the screaming! (AN: Ryan: School friend who Chelsea hates)
Fesma: Shut up Ryan! You big headed, arrogant, little piece of—
MishyFishy: SECURITY!
(Thousands of giant bullfrogs stampede in and eat Ryan)
Casen: (AN: Casen: another school friend) AHH! He had my lunch! Now I'll never get to eat that last cub of banana crème yogurt! (AN: Banana crème yogurt…think about it..)
MishyFishy and Fesma: XD!
(Security eats Casen)
MishyFishy: Okay, I think it's time for another commercial!
(Commercial)