Koma Theater - Brothers

Chapter 8: Midsummer Night's Dream Under A nyota Soaked Sky 

"So I'm guessing we'll have to just trek until we get there, huh? Where are we?" Al asked, carrying an unconscious Ling on his back. They had headed down road of the mutilated track, letting the officials deal with the wreckage. All Ed knew was; Ling was beyond lucky he was aboard that specific train. 
"What's wrong with him?" Hayden asked, holding Boston up so he could smell the young lord's body. Ed groaned as he palmed his eyeball. 
"He's hungry. But we don't have any food. Don't tell me we have to carry this zombie around until...

"Tisha!" Hoenheim called from his study.

"Yes, dear?" She called back, lightly placing her feet on the stairs as she went.
"I'm going to have to leave the boys with wewe for the time being. I must go elsewhere..." He trailed off as he saw his loving wife sniff. "W-well, it wont be for long. I'll write every siku and make sure that you're taken care of." He tried for many dakika to calm his weeping wife. He was ready to leave, but he just couldn't. Not when he was having... 'family issues'.
"Hey dad!" Ed called from the bottom of the stairs. "We three kings want to onyesha wewe something!" Hoenheim...