Elicia gulped nervously, she picked up a poster she had created for a project and slowly walked towards the front of her classroom. The eight-year-old had to do a project for class, "My Hero!" She decided to write about her late father, but that wasn't the issue. The issue was that everyone in her class had brought along their parents. Her mother is recovering from getting sick and is ordered on bedrest for the rest of the week. Elicia had hidden the notes and newsletters of the event to make sure that she didn't get out of bed and get even sicker.
Now, Elicia is regretting not telling someone of the day. Now standing in front of the classroom, her back towards her classmates, everyone's parents and fear... fear began to overtake her.
The door slammed open, causing everyone's attention to snap over to see several military officers standing there, all of them smiling at her.
"My apologies for being late, we ran into traffic and using a detour wasn't the greatest of plans."
Elicia's eyes widened at the sight of her aunt and uncles. Uncle Roy, Uncle Havoc, Uncle Falman, Uncle Breda and auntie Riza!
Elicia's teacher motioned for them to stand in the back for the presentation to continue. "Go ahead, Elicia."
Taking in a deep breath, Elicia turned around and was about to lift her board up to show it to the class there was a soft knock interrupted her. The door opened just enough for whoever knocked to peaked into the class. "Is this Elicia Hughes' class? I was told this is her class?"
"Little Brother!"
"Could you please stand at the back of the class so that we could we begin...? Please?" Elicia's teacher breathed out tiredly. She was happy to see her student has a massive network of people that care and love her. But there is a time limit and other kids needed to present their own report.
Edward walked into the classroom and hugged Elicia before he walked towards the back of the classroom to stand next to Roy.
At this point, Elicia had a problem holding back her tears. She was so happy to see all of them there for her. For her! Taking in another deep breath and putting on a smile, the young girl lifted up a board that contained pictures of her father, the late Maes Hughes. "My Daddy is my hero!"
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Alchemy: Tiny Steps
HumorPart two of the Alchemy: Magic Vs Science. Politics. Either you love it, hate it or you live it. For Alchemy Teacher Edward Elric, he lives it, hates it and loves it when he gets the upper hand. Here is to another year of teaching Alchemy and dealin...
