Note: FMA does not belong to me. Pfth. I wish. No, it belongs to Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix. I think. Yeah. Whatever.
This is EdxRoy, okay? Just no flaming on how you hate the pairing. I think this is cute.
Oh, and by the way, this takes place in like the middle of the series. I promise that there will be no plot in this whatsoever. I was kinda rambling on. As you will see.
Edward Elric sighed. He was....
Bored. No da.
He was at Central City, and having no lead on the Philosopher's Stone, he was stuck in that baka taisa's office. Actually, he really was. Mustang was doing paperwork himself, and until he was done, he promised Ed a fun day.
Edo scoffed. The taisa? Fun? But he had agreed anyways, wanting to see what he could come up with. Besides, Roy had said he'd burn Edo to a crisp if he even attempted to escape.
Mustang stared nervously at the end of Hawkeye's gun.
"Taisa, your papers have a deadline," she said, exaggerating the 'dead' part. Roy gulped and hurried on; his hand was starting to cramp but he had to get out of there. He knew what Hawkeye could do; he's seen her several times at the shooting range and often the target was a Mustang dummy. He sweatdropped at the thought and quickly signed the next stack of papers.
"Kuso...Taisa," Edward said half an hour later, "this is taking too long... I'm leaving."
"No need. Stay right here, Hagane no, I'm almost done," Mustang replied nonchalantly, and a little tiredly. It was almost 11:30 AM now, and he breathed a sigh of relief as he signed the last document and sent Hawkeye off to deliver the papers. He got up from his chair and got his coat.
"Finally," Edward said, as he opened the door and impatiently waited for the baka taisa.
End of Chapter One. Please don't flame. That's Roy's job. I think.