Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Edward's Big Adventure ❯ The Bar ( Chapter 2 )

After a quick stop at Winry's, Ed set off, leaving Armstrong to be himself, alone. Having gone about five or six miles, he soon began to grow weary. He was traveling along the side of a cliff on a small, treacherous path. About an hour had passed, and he was getting hungry. He thought he could see a village in the gourge down the side of the cliff.

'Now how to get down there..' He thought to himself. It was then that he tripped over a pebble and slipped off the side of the cliff.

"Ahhhhhhhh--oof!" Ed's scream was cut short by his landing on the ground, which winded him. That's about all the damage a 6 foot cliff can inflict.

"Stupid f-ing pebble thinking it can f-ing trip a f-ing person who is f-ing bigger than it's f-ing worthless, puny f-ing self! What the fuck does it f-ing think it f-ing is?!"

" Sorry, dude, I'm just a pebble!" The pebble called down to him in it's high voice.

Ed was of course shocked by this, so he scrambled down to the village and ran into the tavern, still freaked, screaming, "HAUNTED PEBBLE! IT'S GONNA EAT ME!!!!!!!"

Then he was promptly kicked out, and was forced to go to the less fancy pub down the street. As soon as he walked in, the stench of sweat and beer filled his nostrils. He almost gagged. Worming his way around drunk men laughing or armwrestling, showing off their gruesome tattoos, Edward approached the bar.

"Uh..got any food here?" He said, looking skeptically around at the chaos that surrounded him.

The bartender, a seductive wench wearing a quite low-cut peasant style dress looked up at him. Her blonde curls accented her lovely face. Then, in a voice to go with her mein, she answered him, laughing. "Of course! What kind of place do you think this is?! What'll you have?"

"Erm...I'll have a banana."

She laughed, saying, "Sure you don't want a kids meal to go with that? Aren't you a bit young to be in here?"

"I'm eighteen, damn it! Quit calling me an ant sized shrimp! It's not funny!" He added when he saw her laughing at him. "Just give me the damn banana! And a cocktail." He added as an afterthought.

The bartender laughed at him with a tinkling laugh and prepared his cocktail. "So, obviously you're not from around here. What's your name?"

Ed had turned and was slouching against the bar with his back to the woman, arms resting on the top. "Edward Elric."

"Ah. I'm Savannah. People call me Vannah though." She handed him his banana and the cocktail. "Here." She eyed the order, chuckling a little to herself.

Ed accepted the cocktail and began sipping it slowly, surveying the room. A rugged but handsome man entered the room and came up to the bar. He grinned and waved at several parties of drunk men. When he reached the bar, he leaned against it and spoke to Savannah.

"Hey. You're lookin' mighty fine this afternoon! Now what are you still doin' back here? Ain't you oughtta be out there, wooin' some lucky bastard?"

"Hey John. Don't you try any of that smooth talkin' on me. You know that only works with the halfwit girls."

"Come on, Vannah, you know you want me!" John taunted.

Ed just smirked and turned back to his banana and cocktail. Just then, a clattering of glasses and silverware next to him surprised him. Ed turned to see none other than Riza Hawkeye next to him. "Hawkeye?!"

Vannah turned and smiled. "Ah, I see you already know my sister."