Well, it goes like this….
By: Bar-Ohki
Disclaimer (that makes its only appearance right here, so listen up): I don't own the characters and geography from Fullmetal Alchemist, but I do own Jaxith and company, who do not show up in FMA.
Rating: T, for safety's sake.
Other Stuff: These are drabbles based off A Pen or a Sword?. These will probably be about 1 typed page in length, rather than the 100 word thing. I'm going to use my Other Stuff note to tell you where the inspiration for these comes from and where they would take place in the story. This one happens to come from my last trip home where I stumbled into my brother's bedroom (also contains the washing machine and dryer, don't ask) and found something that wasn't my underwear….
Laundry
Roy Mustang had a pretty good idea of what his great-nephew was like, after all the kid was family. Roy knew that Jaxith had a love of the fine arts (and talent, not that Jaxith would admit that). He also knew his nephew was fond of stuffed animals. Jaxith preferred things like quiet opposed to noisy, home cooked meals to restaurant food, and doing things himself rather than relying on someone else.
Today Jaxith was out down town with a few friends having some soda (1). Roy smiled at the thought of Jaxith's flourishing social life, knowing full well his dragging of the boy to Central was the exact thing that made that possible.
Right now Roy was standing outside the door of Jaxith's bedroom. He wasn't too surprised he found himself here, he had been methodically cleaning every room in the house; it made perfect sense he would eventually reach this room. Currently Roy was contemplating whether or not he should enter, this being a question of morals more than anything else for the Colonel. How much privacy does Jaxith have, need, deserve?
On one side of the issue was the fact that this was Roy's apartment and he was ultimately reasonable for what went on in there. Jaxith was a good kid; Roy highly doubted he'd find anything there inappropriate. Roy also knew that Jaxith was a pretty clean and organized person, and his bedroom probably didn't need much work. Then there was Roy's curiosity, what was in this great-nephew's room?
In the end Roy opened the door and walked into the room. As he expected the room was fairly clean and orderly. Some of Jaxith's dirty clothes didn't quite make it into his hamper, laying about its base instead. Roy didn't blame the boy (his clothes didn't make it even that close to his hamper usually). The desk had one of his text books out and some paper lying around. With a quick glance at the papers Roy identified it as math homework.
"How endearing…." Roy chuckled at the cute pictures Jaxith had drawn all over his notes. Not that Roy didn't draw on his notes, but Jaxith's drawings actually resembled things. There were pictures of himself with the Fuhrer's eye patch on saying 'I'm Fuhrer!' and other silly things like that. Roy was suddenly very glad Jaxith didn't share his notes with people.
"He arranged his toys!" Roy gasped, looking at the adorable setup of Jaxith's remarkably large stuffed animal selection. After managing to tear his eyes from the cuteness Roy decided Jaxith's room didn't need cleaning, but the laundry could use some work. So Roy gathered up all the clothes and took them into the utility room on the floor to wash them. With quick efficiency, Roy started stuffing Jaxith's clothes into the washing machine. But within a few grabs, he grabbed something that was not clothes.
Carefully, Roy pulled it out to examine the object hidden in the laundry basket. It was a little girl's doll, with yellow yarn hair and blue buttons for eyes. This one was wearing a black dress and red coat. Roy stared at the doll blinking a few times.
"…What the hell?"
After Roy was done doing Jaxith's laundry he put the doll among the arrangement of animals on the bed. He realized something else while looking at his handiwork- the selection was not complete. After a quick trip to the store, Roy finished Jaxith's stuffed animal collection and left the room as it was.
When Jaxith arrived at home later he was surprised to find not only that his laundry had been done, Linda had been discovered and put among his ponies, but there was a new doll. A boy doll that had black hair and black buttons for eyes.
"He got me a Me doll…." Jaxith sweatdropped, not too sure what to think of that.
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But Jaxith was it a Me doll, or was it a Roy doll?
1- Again this is 1910s time, soda is new, it only comes out of a fountain.