Edward stood next to the giant array he'd just uncovered in the Thule Society's secret lair. Dietlinde Eckhart, leader of the Thule Society, stood before him with her army of loyal minions.

"What is it you're after?" Edward asked the woman somberly.

She smiled creepily and announced, "I plan to invade Shamballa!"

"…Shama llama?" Ed asked, rather confused.

Her brows furrowed, "What? No, Shamballa."

"Shuck a llama? Is that even legal?" he asked. This woman was even more evil than he suspected.

"You simpleton, Shamballa!"

Ed shook his head, "Look, I don't know what you have against llamas, but whatever it is, you're still not getting my ding dong."

*face palms* This is the product of a sleep deprived mind that found way too much humor in a mispronunciation. And now I keep imagining Edward going back to Amestris and running down the streets of Central shouting, "PROTECT THE LLAMAS!" Oh man, this is almost as stupidly random as the one-shot I wrote where Envy turned into Britney Spears. I'm probably going to regret posting this later, but, ya know, YOLOOOOOOOO!