Writing prompt for English. I am not sorry.

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Cupid flaps his wings high into the sky, taking in all of the fresh air. As he soars over a city, he spots two figures walking together side by side. One figure taller than the other, wearing a giant suit of armor. The person beside him, resembles a girl, but Cupid knew better. These two happen to be referred to as, Elric brothers.

Edward and his brother walk to East City Command Center to meet with their superior officer, Roy Mustang. Each person who passes them on the street, watches in awe as the two brothers chat mindlessly. Everyone from his or her own news source, knows of the recent topic: The Elric Brothers Expose Fake Priest in Liore.

Cupid decides to follow the two, expecting good entertainment. Edward bangs open the door to the outer office, announces his greeting to the team, then continues his way toward Mustang's inner office. Inside, the colonel and the lieutenant watch in amusement as Edward takes a seat on one of Mustang's couches.

"Neither you, nor I, do anything to hold back our alchemy, do we, Edward?" Mustang comments, throwing the recent paper on the table before the young boy.

"Every priest, communist, dictator, ruler, leader, hates the sound of my name. I must've built a good reputation to achieve that," Edward grins.

"Everyone has his or her bad experiences with you, one way or another," Lieutenant Hawkeye smiles at the two alchemists.

Cupid grins evilly, lifts his love weapon, aiming it for Mustang and Edward. He fires.

Moments pass, the clock ticks by, and the tension grows thicker in the room.

"Edward!" The colonel stands up and points at Edward. "You are adorable! I love you so much! Be mine!"

"Colonel!" Edward copies Mustang's stance. "I love you more! When I turn 18, marry me!"

"I will!"

"Good! I'm glad!"

"I'm glad that you're glad I'm marrying you!"

"I'm glad that you're glad that I'm glad that you're marrying me!"

"Yes!"

Cupid couldn't help but flinch in agitation. "I've never seen it turn out quite like that before."

The lieutenant clicks her gun.

Happy late Valentine's Day!