I apologize profusely for being so late in posting this chapter. It would not surprise me if this story has been forgotten by all its readers, as I am so often forgotten IRL.

My eternal thanks goes out to my reviewers: Wrath lover, Kristie94, Just Leah, and L.D.N. (you know who you are)

Now let the story begin!

Ed's POV
I wake up with the sun shining in my face and Al shaking my shoulder lightly. "Brother? Brother, are you awake?"

I roll over, yawning slightly. "I am now."

He smiles, golden eyes shining. "Good, because I'm pretty sure Ling and RanFan want to get out of wherever you trapped them."

I sit bolt upright, fully awake, my words hissing through clenched teeth. "How did you know about that?"

A smile nearly splits his skinny face, "I'm the one who came up with the plan. I figured you would carry it out. Where are they anyways?"

I stand up and walk over to the chest of drawers where my clothes are. "I trapped them in the old warehouse."

"The one we used to play in? But it's huge!"

I smirk, pulling on a pair of pants. "Not in their cell."

I grab a shirt as Al splutters, "You put them in a cell?"

I grab my jacket from where it's hanging on the back of the door. "Stop worrying, you'll give yourself a headache. Besides, it's just that old closet. You know, the one where we transmuted the door into the wall?" I don't wait for his reply, "I weakened the floor just above it and he fell in, then I pushed her in after him." I choose to ignore his dumbstruck, yet somehow disapproving gaze and simply grab Teacher's camera and walk out the door, glad that nobody else is awake yet.

Al tags along with me, worry written all over his thin face. "But brother, there isn't any roof over that closet!"

"I know! I've been feeling guilty about that. But they've got each other, I'm sure they're fine."

He rolls his eyes. "Brother, you should have made sure there was a roof!" I don't answer, just pour on the speed and reach the warehouse in record time. Al catches up to me, and we enter the somewhat decrypt building. Al runs one hand along a half crumbled wall. "I'd almost forgotten how old this place is."

"Yeah, it's the only place I could think of that it wouldn't be unrealistic for the floor to crumble." We walk in silence up the stairs and over to the hall with the gaping hole that Ling fell through. I prime the camera and whisper to Al, "Stay quiet, if they're kissing, I want to catch them in the act." He sighs and I crawl closer, camera in hand. I peek over the edge and see her sitting on his lap, their lips locked together and one of his hands entangled in the little hair that's showing through the turban-like wrapping that I recognize as his shirt. They're both completely oblivious, so I point the camera at them and make sure that they're discernible, then snap a few pictures. I crawl backwards to where Al is standing and sit up, smirk on my face. "These will be perfect for blackmail." I get to my feet and walk over, not trying to be loud, or sneaky, just walking normally. I stand at the edge and look down, smirk growing as I take another picture. "Hey Al! Look who's getting to second base!"

They look up, faces turning tomato red as Ling stammers out, "Ed… When… Ho-How long have you been standing there?"

Al walks up behind me as I say, "Long enough to get some good pictures!" I clap my hands and transmute them a rope before running off. I don't know how fast Ling can run, so I'd better get a good head start and drop off this film to be developed. Oh, this is going to be fun!

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