FMA: It's Like Crack, In A Way (All Telly's Fault)

So, I love Hughes. I know, I was meant to love Hughes. I was told to love Hughes, and that I would love Hughes, and that if I did not love Hughes then I needed to get the hell out of the fandom before I was lynched and quite frankly y'all were more than a little scary about the whole loving Hughes thing.

But. I love Hughes. He's kinda ninja. A sappy ninja, but ninja nonetheless.

I love Roy, too, manipulative bastard that he is.

And I love Edward, because I have a thing for semi-murderous blonds (and oh my God, I'm old enough now that fancying him is pervy), and I absolutely adore Al.

So I'm hooked. I couldn't honestly tell you half of what happened in tonight's episode, because I spent most of it flailing with glee and OMG SO MUCH LOVE FOR HUGHES. It was a train job, I got that much.

Now, get ready for total geekitude, and feel free to correct me if I am wrong.

( FMA Geography )