DISCLAIMER: I do not own Disney or Grimm's Fairy Tales. Oh, and if you think about it. If I owned FMA, would this really be a fantasy, hmm?
CLAIMER: I own Rory Fox Mustang and the Amestris Military Academy, or AMA. This is a play on the computer school here in the Philippines. Factoid: "The School of Today" is also the Academy's catchphrase.
A/N: I was reading From Dante's Twisted Fairytales: Sleeping Beauty by PolyginalWarrior. Okay, I was scanning the "Sleeping Beauty" part. Not to give anything away but Roy is the Prince, Riza the Princess, and Ed…Ed's a FAIRY! While telling my friend Norika Hiwatari (you can find her on Winglica, she's to blame for this) of this factoid, she goes and says, and I quote, "They should have Roy as the Princess. XD"
Well, I couldn't let an idea like that go to waste, could I? Of course not? So time for a little…okay, a lot of role reversal when I twist some fairytales of my own…hee hee hee.
Come to me my pretties. This is a story out of the Witch's Cauldron. It's time to turn the uber-playboy of Central into a chick for a change. This is still Royai though, albeit AU version. And the premise is kind of the same, except it's Roy's niece (See The Niece and The Niece 2 for information) who's bored out of her mind.
Enjoy
lovelies. Enjoy
Snow
White and the Eight Dwaves
A
Corrupted Fairytale By: N. Stormeye
Prologue: The Beginning of The End, or Rory Wreaks Havoc!
"Aw shit, I knew I should have sprang for the sleeping pills." Rory Fox Mustang ruffled her dark hair for the nth time that day as she nodded her apology to Havoc, who was charged with babysitting. Who knew you still had to baby-sit fifteen-year-olds? Not possible! But then again, Roy had coerced the pitiable Havoc into entertaining his niece, considering it a favor since, and I quote, "You can't get a date anyway."
So Havoc was stuck "dating" Roy's volatile young ward that afternoon, effectively keeping Rory within sight and Havoc scandalized. This was how the elder Mustang operated, in a capricious and bastardly-ehem-I mean dastardly manner that kept all subordinates, with the exception of Riza Hawkeye (but we'll get to that later) , at bay.
So at the moment, Havoc was stuck in the deserted military office entertaining the lovely Rory Mustang for lunch. It was a half-day at the Amestris Military Academy and Rory had hoped to wreak havoc on the military offices, not spend an afternoon with one. Havoc, I mean.
"What sleeping pills? You're not implying you'd rather commit suicide than hang out with me are you?" Havoc sighed. Did both Mustangs have to insult him?
"Uh, no. I was thinking of ways to poison my uncle." Rory said matter-of-factly, scowling. The two were sitting at a small table, staring at each other from either side. Rory rolled her gray eyes, sighing. "Really, there has got to be something evil we can do."
"No dice kid. The colonel's pretty much got us trapped here until he gets back and can ship you off to Hughes."
"Shit," Rory sipped her black coffee, "Double shit." She pulled out a notebook from her carrier bag and started to scribble.
"What you got there? A diary?"
"Nah, stories."
"Oh don't tell me, romance." Havoc grinned for a moment. Rory rolled her eyes.
"Nope. Corrupted fairytales." Rory sighed evenly.
"Corrupted fairytales? Hey! Let me see!" Havoc grabbed the book and flipped through the pages. "WHAT THE HELL! FUERY as HANSEL?! And why am I a RAT?"
"Because I was bored."
"You really are the Colonel's niece kid. These are sick."
"Gee, thanks." Rory put on her most charming smile, dripping with sarcasm. Havoc kept flipping.
"You don't have Snow White." He observed, handing the book back. Rory nodded.
"Couldn't think of anyone who fit the description who was a girl." Rory sighed. Havoc thought, then looked at Rory, then thought again. An evil grin broke out on his face.
"It doesn't have to be a girl…" Rory's eyes gleamed with understanding. She snickered.
"Oh yeah…payback."
To
Be Continued...
A/N: Oh well…I thought that Fuery would make a pretty cute Hansel. And Havoc-the-Rat from Cinderella was a thought. I mean, a rat who can't get a girlfriend. Whee. Uninspired thoughts. More later. Rory only appears outside the fairytales. Inside it's completely canon, I swear. This is a breakaway piece from my current project, Calculated Risk-Taker.
