Author Note: These are drabbles, so they don't go into any particular order of the FMA world. Only exceptions are the drabbles that split into parts. Enjoy!
Roy tapped his pen on his desk, making a continuous "Tsk,tsk,tsk." echo throughout the empty office. Mustang rested his head in one hand, while the other still tapped the blue inked pen. He rolled his eyes over to the scattered sheets of documents on the desk in front of him. Havoc's report on the murderous rampage in east of Central, Riza's signed sheet to acceptance of rank promotion, and Breda's complaint on the dirty toilets. He sighed and dropped his pen onto the papers.
So bored...so...tired...
Roy knew for a fact that if Hawkeye walked in his office, and noticed him (almost) sleeping on the job again, she would have his head. Maybe his ass on her living room wall, but either way he was a dead man. So he shuffled through the papers and lazily pretended that his hand was actually doing work.
Please father time, make this day end a little sooner.
He wiped his hand across his face, spewing small bits of spit onto the documents. He looked at them with little emotion.
Great...
He fooled around quite often with no one around. He proved that to himself when he would screw something up as he did exactly that. He gazed upwards towards the dim light, knowing it needed to be replaced. The yellow streams of light warmed his skin slightly. His eyes opened up as he grabbed a thought out of his seeming endless non sense thinking.
Heh, it sorta reminds me of...Fullmetal. I sort of miss gaping at his gorgeous hair. Ah, what am i thinking? Relating a lightbulb to Edward? How silly of me.
Just then, a slam of annoyance broke the silence.
" Heya there Roy!" The familiar voice greeted.
Roy looked up quickly, and his eyebrows bent downwards.
"Hughes im a little busy with...work right now." His expression then became blank.
"Of course you are! But I need you to do me a favor, I would be in your debt if you-" Roy cut him off.
"What do you need me to do? Look at your wife and answer wether or not shes hot or not? Or look at a picture of your daughter and expect me to say how cute she is?" Roy slightly felt embarrassed for that, but he knew it was most likely.
"Nooo...?" Hughes looked confused, but then slipped his hands into his pocket, and pulled out a well-known shape. "I just got a new little puppy yesterday! Isnt it as adorable as Elysia?" He shoved the photo in Roys face.
"Sure, its cute, get out of my office." Roy was relieved when he saw Hughes smirk and exit the room quietly. The black haired man raised his feet and rested them on his desk.
Now where was I? Oh yeah, Edward...