Edward Elric danced around the room. At this moment, he was the happiest man alive. Suddenly, he stopped (in mid twirl), running over to Roy.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! You're the best man in the history of the world!" Hugging a rather surprised Roy, he danced around again, going to the spot where he'd left his birthday present. He nearly screamed (again) with delight as he saw that the-best-lover-in-the-whole-world-ever-and-from-now-on had bought him his favourite flavour.

"Chocolate!" he screamed. "Chocolate pocky! Yayayayay!" Ripping open the box, he pulled out a packet and struggled to open it. A good five minutes later saw him begging Roy to open the package for him: "Please?? I'll do anything! I'll... I'll clean the kitchen even! Take out the trash!" he pleaded.

"Okay, Ed. If you'll stop bugging me, I'll open the packet of pocky," Roy chuckled as he saw Ed's face light up with joy.
"I won't even have to take out the trash?" asked Edward, dumbfounded.
"Not even. Now just run along and be a good boy, Ed." said Roy, handing him the pocky.

Ed danced around joyfully as he ate his pocky.

"Ed, I need to fill out some paperwork before Hawkeye gets one of the other alchemists to turn me into something ... unnatural. Can you be good for a while?" Ed nodded happily, sitting down on the floor with his pocky. Satisfied, Roy went to work on his papers. He worked for a while in silence until a tapping noise from the other room caught his attention. He called out to Ed, trying to find out what was going on. He got no reply, and the tapping had stopped, so he gave up and continued writing. Just when he was beginning to think that Hawkeye was the devil incarnate, the noises started once more. Sighing with the futility of it all, he stomped into the next room.

Ed looked up to see Roy stomping into the room, and hid the products of his alchemy just in time.

"What is going on around here?" asked Roy, his voice deadly calm. He was wearing his gloves again, Edward noticed.
"Nothing, Roy," said Ed, putting on his best innocent face. "Did you hear something"
Roy sighed, mumbled something about injustice and lack of caffeine. "Look, you've got something behind your back. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU HIDING?!" he screamed, about ready to burn the chibi alchemist to a crisp.
"Pocky..." Ed mumbled, then brightened. "See, I got the packages open!"

The End

A/N: Darn pocky... I never can get those things open. This is my first posted fic, so if you hate it, we all know why... Hopefully you don't, though. :) Thanks for reading! Please review.