"Colonel, truth or dare?" Edward Elric asked his superior with a smirk. He had gathered a few officers together with him, Al, and Winry to play the game of the same title of the question he had just asked. Having nothing better to do on a rainy day during a power outage, all agreed.
Roy didn't hesitate before giving his answer. "Dare." He'd rather be seen as an idiot than as a chicken any day. Besides, this was a stupid child's game. None of his subordinates would take whatever stupid thing he was demanded to do to heart.
The Fullmetal Alchemist snickered for a second before thinking and whispering to his automail mechanic, who was sat beside him. After a minute or so, he (or rather, Winry) came up with his (her) demand. "Tell us a secret about Hawkeye. You've known her for so long and so well that there's bound to be something."
Roy was rather confused by Elric's (Winry's) request. He thought the boy (girl) would make him do something completely idiotic like run through the streets of Central dressed in an old lady's clothes or scream that he wanted to marry Black Hayate or put a butcher knife through his head. Winry helping out most likely influenced his order. Roy came to the decision that the girl probably came up with the whole request. The Flame Alchemist nodded and began to think.
It was true, he and Riza knew everything about each other. Everything. He finally thought of one thing. "Lieutenant Hawkeye can dance."
At first, Ed did not seem surprised by this at all. "Sure she can. We've all been taught to waltz for formal occasions."
Roy shook his head. "No, I mean she can dance. Contemporary, flamenco, belly dancing, anything. She can do all of that, but her heart and soul lies in ballet."
Now, Ed and everyone else in the room looked surprised.