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Chapter Eleven - Done

It was over. The entire case was over. All arrests had been succesfully made the next day, and a week later each and every single suspect had stood before a grand jury and recieved very long jail sentances. The media credited this all to the legendary Fullmetal Alchemist, which was something everyone discovered on the front page of the newspaper after the sentancing. Ed, though, refused to make any comments to the media. He just wanted to forget it ever happened, and he wanted this story to fade away as quickly as possible.

The night after the sentancing, the guys from Central decided to do something they hadn't done in years, and never done with Ed. They went out to a bar to celebrate. It was one of the bars Roy went to all the time, and the group sat at a booth in one of the corners. They were drunk already. Ed leaned forward, his elbows against the table, his head propped up with one hand.

"What's up your alley?" Havoc asked, looking over at the teen.

"You smell like an open bar, Jean." Ed replied.

"This is an open bar." Havoc pointed out.

"You're totally missing the point. You're drunk."

"Yeah, this is a party. Lighten up a little." Havoc replied, holding an open bottle of beer out to the blonde.

"Hey!" Roy exclaimed. Ed turned and looked at the brunette, thankful that at least he was sober enough to remember that he was a minor and shouldn't drink. Then Roy cleared his throat, holding out a different bottle, "That stuff's only 40-proof. It's for babies."

"Well, look at Ed!" Havoc replied.

"What about him?"

"He probably can't hold his liquor very well."

"How much do you wanna bet?"

"Okay, nobody is making bets on me." Ed inturrupted.

"Twenty bucks." Havoc announced.

"Done." Roy replied, then held the bottle to Ed again.

"No!" Ed shouted.

"Come on!" Roy insisted.

"Yeah, Roy's been drinking since he was fourteen!" Havoc added.

Ed raised an eyebrow, and Roy gave Havoc an annoyed look. "I told you not to tell anybody about that, Jean." He said.

"Oops."

"No, wait, I wanna know about this now." Ed announced, "So, Roy, you've been drinking since you were-"

"Fourteen, yeah, it's not a big deal." Roy replied.

"But you-"

"I had a bit of a wild side. Can we just drop this?"

"How come you never told me?"

"It's not normal conversation, Ed."

Ed smiled, looking at Roy, "I can't imagine you with a wild side." He said, and then laughed. The three went quiet for a few seconds, looking at each other. "What?" Ed asked, feeling awkward about the silence, "Did I do something?"

"You laughed!" Havoc exclaimed.

Ed rolled his eyes, but he let another smile cross his lips and he picked up the beer, "Could we just not freak out about this?" He asked, and then took a drink from the green bottle as both older alchemists watched. "Ew." He murmured.

"You think it's gross?" Havoc asked.

Ed nodded, and put the bottle back on the table, sliding it to Roy. "Totally gross."

Roy slid it back to Ed, "Just finish that bottle. I should make twenty bucks off this."

"Grow up, Colonel."

Ed finished it anyway. Turns out he wasn't too great about holding his liquor.

A/N - Yep. It's over. I feel so accomplished right now. This was my most successful story, so thanks for all the alerts and reviews and favorites!