FMA: Real World (Part 2)

[dante]

DANTE

"In other words, everyone in the house," Dante noted with a wry smile, sipping her drink. Hearing Denny's suggestion about how to deal with Yoki, she chuckled heartily. "That sounds like a good idea."

YOKI

Back still pressed against the door, Yoki surveyed his surroundings. "It seems I'm in a dorm room," he noted. "A rather shoddy one, at that! These cretins have no taste! No taste whatsoever!"

Suspecting that the hell hound was waiting for him on the other side of the door, Yoki decided to kill some time until it was safe to come out. He headed over to the dresser and began going through the drawers.

His face reddened slightly when he saw the contents of the middle drawer, and a suggestive grin spread across his ugly mug. He pulled out the pair of panties and stared at them. drooling like the pervert he was. "....Jackpot."

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Bandit stopped growling. It was getting boring waiting for him to come out. So she went back into Martel and Dante's room, deciding to take a nap underneath Arden's crib.

Meanwhile, Kyle had also gotten bored and went downstairs. He went into the kitchen and looked at Dante. "Would it be alright if I helped myself to a snack?" he asked the woman, he voice laced with anger. He was still upset from his conversation with Magrace.

[dante]

Dante noticed the anger in Kyle's tone and could easily guess who the culprit was, but decided against asking him about it. "Help yourself," she answered.

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"Thank you" said the young child. He attempted to reach the cupboard, but realized he was far too short. So, he took his bat and used it to open the doors of the cupboard and knock down a box of grahm crackers. He expertly caught the box, taking out two grahmn crackers. He then grabbed a knife from the drawer and balanced it on the tip of his finger as he ate. The point of the knife was digging lightly into his skin, causing him to bleed, but he acted as though he didn't notice.

[dante]

Dante frowned lightly when she noticed the knife was drawing blood from Kyle's finger. "Kyle, you're bleeding," she informed him monotonously.

Hearing someone knocking on the door, the woman rose and walked to the front door. Opening it, she quirked an eyebrow in bewilderment when she saw Officer Bob jumping up and down like a schoolgirl on the other side.

"GUESSWHATGUESSWHATGUESSWHAT!" the police officer yelled rapidly, not pausing from breath.

"You're on drugs," Dante guessed, eyes narrowing slightly. She still wasn't too fond of Bob.

"Very funny," Bob said hastily, pushing his way past Dante and heading into the house. Dante stared at the officer in confusion, then shrugged it off and headed back to the kitchen.

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"My apologies, Madam Dante" Kyle said, pulling the knife out of his finger. He placed it in the sink, but didn't bother to clean his finger. The blood flowed from his fingertip, down his unusually thin arms. "It certainly is amazing" he muttered, glancing at his arms and smiling softly.

[dante]

Dante sat back down at the kitchen table. Seeing that Kyle was at the sink, she assumed he was cleaning his cut, and thought no more of it. Taking the newspaper from the center of the table, she began reading it while idly sipping her tea.

Bob, meanwhile, was searching for Martel upstairs. He wanted to tell her his great news, but had forgotten which dorm room was hers and Dante's. "Considering how many times I've been called up here, you'd think I know this by now," he mumbled to himself as he looked at the many doors lining the walls of the hallway.

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Still staring at the blood on his arm, Kyle nimbly climbed onto the counter. A small trail of blood followed after him. He grabbed the knife again, and gently began sawing at the tip of the same finger, just underneath his fingernail. He swayed slightly at the loss of the blood.

Noticing a new smell, Bandit woke up and ran out of the room. She ran over to Officer Bob, barking in glee as she playfully nipped at his heels.

[dante]

DANTE

Dante casually glanced over at the sink, having grown bored of reading a particular article about the upcoming election. She immediately rose from her seat and headed over to Kyle when she noticed he had the knife again. Noticing that he was losing a lot of blood and starting to sway, she snatched the knife away from him and lowered him to the ground.

"Honestly, Kyle, I thought you were better than this," Dante scolded the boy, sounding quite annoyed. The alchemist rabbed a rag from the counter and soaked it in the sink, then handed it to Kyle. "Wash the cut off and apply as much pressure as you can without hurting yourself. I'll be right back," she told him, walking off to get bandages and antiseptic.

OFFICER BOB

Noticing something was nipping at his heels, Officer Bob looked down and smiled when he saw Bandit. "Hey there, little guy," he laughed, kneeling down and gently petting the puppy.

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Kyle simply fell to the ground, his legs straight and he stared straight ahead. There was a dead look in his eyes and he truly looked like a zombie. The blood dripped onto his shirt, which looked like it was several sizes too big for him.

The puppy barked happily and licked Bob's hand. She always liked to have someone new to play with.

[dante]

Dante returned with a roll of gauze and some disinfectant, and frowned in mild concern when she saw Kyle sitting on the ground, seemingly unresponsive. She hasted over to him and shook him gently. "Are you still with us, dear?"

"You wouldn't happen to know where Martel is, by any chance?" Officer Bob inquired of the pup with a smile.

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The boy didn't respond but began shaking violently. A choked sound came from his throat and tears began to stream down his face. The child was actually crying.

Bandit barked happily and ran to Dante and Martel's dorm. She waited at the doorway for Bob.

[dante]

DANTE

Dante was surprised when he started crying, having never actually seen him do so before. A loving person would have pulled him into a warm embrace and comforted him, but Dante knew she was far from that. Instead, she simply began treating his wounds.

"Calm down," she said as soothingly as she possibly could, which wasn't too soothing at all, actually. "Now what is it that's bothering you? Is it something Magrace said?" she asked, gently dabbing the clear fluid onto his cuts.

OFFICER BOB

Knowing better than to head into a woman's room unannounced, Bob knocked on the door. "Hey, Martel? It's Bob. I've got something to tell ya," he said excitedly.

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"Yeah, what is it?" Martel asked, watching as Arden began to drum on the base of Nikolai's crib. Her brother slept soundly through all of this, not even stirring.

Kyle shook his head, his body convulsing slightly. With the thinness of his limbs and body, it was shocking that he didn't break from the force of his convulsions. He was whispering a single word: "Papa" over and over again.

[dante]

"You want your father, is that it?" Dante asked, concerned. She had never dealt with something like this with Envy, who was considerably more tame as a child, despite being quite a little demon himself. She stood up and headed to the phone to call his parents.

Again caught up in a wave of excitement, Bob started jumping up and down like a child on a sugar high. "My wife's having a baby! After nearly ten years I'm finally gonna be a dad!" he practically screamed.

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At that instant, Arden messed up in her drumming. She glared at Bob, and cried, "Hey!" before returning to her music.

"Wow. Congratulations" Martel said, watching her own children.

"Papa's gone. Never comin' back" Kyle muttered shaking his head. For the first time in his life, he really looked like a helpless little boy.

[dante]

"Sorry, little lady," Bob chuckled at Arden, then turned his attention back to her mother. "Seems you've got quite a musician on your hands."

Dante, being the astute woman that she was, assumed that the man introduced to her as Kyle's father was the boy's stepfather. Realizing that he wouldn't be much help, she hung up the phone and sighed lightly.

She then walked over to Kyle and stood near him as he cried. It had been so long since she comforted a child: in fact, the only one she ever comforted was her own, and that was centuries ago. She had been very cold to her students when the came to her with their troubles. Dante recalled an incident when a young Izumi rushed to her teacher, crying over breaking the toy Dante got her for her birthday, only to be turned away without any consolation.

Because she would never hug a child that wasn't her own, Dante simply patted him on the shoulder comfortingly. She almost made the mistake of telling him that crying wasn't going to do anything about it, but stopped herself at the last second. "Go on, let it all out," she said instead, and rather coldly at that.

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"More like she's obsessed with that Sonic Underground cartoon. I bought the DVD at Wal-Mart and let her watch it, and now I think she worships that Manic character" Martel said, glancing at her daughter. The young girl had placed her Manic toy close to her, looking at it as she drummed on the crib.

Kyle closed his eyes, and became completely still. He didn't even seem to be breathing and his pulse slowed expontially.

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[dante]

Noticing that Kyle was unresponsive, Dante cursed under her breath and rushed to the phone, dialing the ambulance.

"Just wait until she moves on to Pokemon," Bob laughed.

Dahlia, who had just woken up from her nap, looked over at the door and smiled when she saw Bob. She sat up and started crawling over in his direction. When the bars of the crib interfered, she picked up her pace and whined when she saw no progress.

"...That's Dante's kid, right?" Bob asked, staring at the weird little girl.

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Suddenly Kevin knocked on the clear glass door that led into the kitchen, his eyes fixated on his little brother.

At the mention of Pokemon, Arden shuddered and began to drum again. This time she was humming to herself, apparently making up a song.

"Yeah, that's Dahlia. She and Arden are actually pretty good friends, ironically enough" Martel said, looking from her own daughter to Dahlia.