State Alchemist Mustang
Prolog
"Roy!" Yelled the voice of the blonde Lieutenant General Riza Mustang. She was cooking breakfast and attempting to wake up her husband for the thousands time. A loud thud followed by a loud curse stopped Riza and she looked up at the ceiling. She smiled and shook her head knowing that was the signal that Roy was awake and moving about. Five minutes later, Roy appeared fully dressed in military attire. He checked to make sure all his badges and bars were in place before walking over and kissing his wife good morning.
"Your going to be late sir." Riza smiled as she handed him a slice of toast. Roy threw it in his mouth and tried to smile. He mumbled something before leaving the small house. Riza just shook her head and smiled. She walked over to the front door and stood with her hands on her hips. Just as expected, the door opened and Roy popped in.
"Love you babe." Roy said as he kissed Riza on the lips then bolted out the door.
"Good luck." She said to quietly as Roy's car drove off down the street. Riza closed the door and shuffled her way back to the kitchen where she began to make her breakfast. She put a hand on her back and supported herself back to the kitchen table after picking up her plate of eggs and sausage. After she ate, she slowly made her way back up stairs where she found a simple outfit to put on. The outfit consisted of black lounge pants and one of Roy's tee shirts.
"I can't wait until I'm back to my normal size. I hate wearing baggy clothes." Riza frowned at her reflection in the full length mirror which hung behind her closet door. She turned sideways and looked at her body, which had a large bulge where her unborn child rested. She sighed and headed back downstairs.
"If all goes right, Roy will get his promotion to Fuhrer. His dream come true." Riza smiled as she sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace which was burning nice warm flames. Black Hayate jumped up next to her and she began petting him.
"And if everything goes as planned, you'll have a little one to play with." She smiled down at the dog who barked happily and wagged his tail. Riza began to stand as the phone started ringing. She stood and started walking with a hand on her back.
"Probably Roy." She thought as she walked over to the wall where it was hanging. She stopped suddenly and put one hand on her stomach. She took another step but a rush of pain came over her and she leaned into the wall for balance, the phone ringing next to her. She took a deep breath and grabbed the phone.
"Hello?" She asked into the phone, a deep breath followed.
"Riza? It's Gracia Hughes. Are you all right?" Gracia asked with much concern. But all she heard in response was the phone hitting the wall and a small gasp of pain from Riza.
"Riza? Riza!" Gracia yelled into the phone, alerting her daughter who was reading a book behind her. Gracia hung up the phone then turned to Elicia.
"I'm going over to the Mustang's. I think Riza is in labor. Go down to Central Operations Building where Roy works. Find him and tell him to meet us at the hospital." Gracia tossed Elicia a set of keys and both woman ran out of the house.
About thirty-six hours later, Riza sat in a bed holding two bundles of pink with a tired Fuhrer Roy rubbing his almost broken hand next to her.
"So, Raven has the black hair and Robin has the blonde?" Roy asked again. Riza sighed and handed him Raven.
"Yes. Your finally getting it. I mean come on Roy, their your daughters." Riza rocked Robin to sleep and Roy just looked at Raven. Bright ember orbs were staring back at him. Then, Raven squinted her eyes and started to cry.
"Great she has your personality." Roy said as he began to rock Raven asleep. Riza looked into the blue orbs of Robin and smiled.