Instant Parents 1
Lieutenant Hawkeye was practically running towards her Colonel house on that certain quiet Sunday morning. She had just received a phone call from him. Roy sounded very stern and had ordered her to be at his resident as soon as possible. Yes, ORDERED her. Never, ever in her military life had he called her early in Sunday morning and by all means, ordered her to come over. There must be something really serious happened.
So, that was why she was running. Now, standing on his doorstep, Lieutenant Hawkeye knocked the dark brown wooden door. Seconds later, it was swung opened and he grabbed her wrist then pulled her in. Riza almost cried in complete surprise as Roy closed the door behind her.
"Sir! What's the meaning of this?" asked Riza as she tried to free her wrist from his clasped.
"Sorry," he muttered and let got of her wrist. "I've a problem and I really do need your help with this, Lieutenant," continued Roy.
"And the problem is?" she sounded serious and maybe slightly annoyed due to Roy's sudden behaviour just now.
"Come with me," he replied, taking her wrist again and brought her towards one of the rooms.
Riza's face flushed a bit when she realised where Roy had brought her to. His bedroom. She had never entered this part of the house. His sanctuary. Riza looked at him, puzzled. Why did he brought her to his room? But she couldn't find the answer. His face displayed a look of trouble and worry. It was the first time Riza saw that kind of expression on the famous Ishbal's hero.
She examined his room. Well, it was neat and tidy. Everything was where they supposed to be. There was no dirty laundry strewed on the floor or books laying around. Even his bed was made. His bed. There was something or rather someone on the bed that had caught her attention.
"Sir?" called Riza. "Who's that?" she added as she pointed towards the small sleeping figure on the bed of Roy Mustang.
"That... is the problem," Roy scratched the back of head.
"Oh?" she moved towards his bed, to the small blanket-covered human figure.
Like in all those suspense part in the movies, Riza ever so slowly picked the end of the blue colored flannel cloth. Then, she pulled it away from the figure.
Expecting to see something hideous or nasty, her heart almost jumped out from her rib cage when she saw...a toddler sleeping peacefully.
She turned to her superior. "Sir?"
"That's the problem, Lieutenant..." said Roy Mustang as he produced a nervous chuckle.
'Oh god,' that was all Riza could ever think.
A/N: And what do guys think?