2nd Floor Common Room, laaaaaate Saturday, early Sundayish

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Edward pushes open the door to the common room, several books and jars of ingredients in his arms. Alphonse is right behind him, similarly laden down. Edward sets his books on one of the tables and looks around, nodding once. "Right," he said. "We better get to work if we want this all cleaned up before morning."

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"I think so," Alphonse answered. He took off the glove on his left hand, lightly rubbing at a stinging pain on his cheek. He looked at his hand, noticing he wiped off a small amount of blood. "... Just a little cut. So far."

He sat upright a few feet away from where the array once was, sighing in defeat. "So I guess the theory was off..."

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Edward scowled at the mess - his hearing must be slightly coming back, because he had heard that. "Dammit fucking hell," he snarled. "The book lied to us, Al! Stupid.. gah!"

He looked over at Al. "You sure you're all right?"

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"Of course I'm all right! What're you getting so worked up over me for?"

Alphonse scowled and crossed his arms. "I told you to verify if everything was correct in that book, Brother. I don't think this mess will go unnoticed." He searched around the room. "Where is that book? Or did it go with everything else in this room?"

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"I think I brought it with me and- hey! I did verify everything in there! I told you it was a simple transmutation and I wasn't lying!" Edward glared at his little brother, then at the mess.

"Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit."

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Alphonse groaned, already feeling the aches of meeting the table personally. The cut on his cheek was beginning to sting a lot more now, too.

"We can figure out what we did wrong tommorrow, then," He warily eyed the rest of the room. "And clean up, as well."

Wonderful. He started off with breaking someone's window and ended up destroying and entire room. What luck.

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"That sounds... well. Like a good idea." Edward nodded, getting shakily to his feet. "We'll clean this mess up tomorrow. Crap - I need to find that book if it wasn't in the pile of lost cause over there." He cast a last mournful glance at the pile of used-to-be-books. He held out a hand to help Al to his feet as well.

He was going to sleep long, and hard. Fuck, that shouldn't have gone that way. At. All.