A/N: I felt like writing a sequel to my story, "Our Lives." This story won't be as short as the first one. Oh and sorry that this chapter is so short. The next one will be longer. It is also a birthday present to myself! Happy Birthday to me! I want cake, but I have to wait. Please review.
Declaimer: I do not own anything!
Lieutenant General Grumman was enjoying the peace of the morning in his study. He sipped his tea. Savoring the bitter sweet, yet relaxing taste of his masala chai tea. Nothing can ruin his morning until he heard the pounding of his maid's heels against his house's marble stairs. He knew that there was a problem so he placed down his cup of tea down on the coffee table in front of him.
His maid ran into his study looking completely exhausted. "Mr. Grumman, sir," she panted heavily. She took a few seconds to catch her breath. "There is a man sleeping next to your granddaughter." She freaked out not knowing what to do about it.
Grumman sighed. "Calm down Marcy," he said a little irritated that his morning was interrupted. He eyed her seriously. "Are you sure that is what you saw?"
Marcy nodded. "Yes sir," she said trying not to seem intimated by the man. "I opened the door and saw a male head sleeping on the crook of her neck."
The general's jaw dropped opened. How dare someone sleep with her granddaughter without him knowing! Elizabeth is living under his roof and can not sneak a man in without his consult. Another question would be how the man got in. The general grabbed the forty-nine caliber gun he kept in the drawer of the desk in his study. He checked to see if there were bullets and bolted towards his granddaughter's room.
Once he got to the door, he did not bother to knock. He quickly kicked the door opened. He looked over at his granddaughter and the man she was sleeping with on the queen size bed, not awaken by his sudden burst into the room. 'Who is that man?' he asked himself. Without thinking about figuring out who that was, he shot a bullet at the wall over the two's head.
Riza and the man scrambled up from their sleeping position on the bed. Riza had her gun in her while holding her white bed sheet over her naked upper body. Grumman assumed it must have been from there "late night activity." He looked over at the man who had just pulled on a white glove with an array on it. The general gave the man a bewildered look. "Colonel Mustang," he said as he dropped the gun.
A/N: Don't you think that was kind of a huge surprise for the lieutenant general? I hoped you liked it. Please review.