The kitchen above the butcher's shop is well equiped enough, and I've been busy this whole morning. Al~! I have your pies! 4 apple pies, just for you. Maybe for Ed, too, if I'm happy with how his automail is after checking it up (yes, you read right, Ed). Maybe four is too little? The fifth one is in the oven. I think...I got a bit over excited ( Read more... )

What...what is this place? Last I remember is snow, not sand! Anyone here? Ed? Al? Grandma? ANYONE?

*sigh* Can't be helped. I should investigate. Better be careful though...