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 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.