dont ask me where this idea it just sorta came to me...no I havent abandoned my other story I just havent gotten a good idea in a while so...on with this story

disclaimer: if i owned FMA Ed would be taller(hey he's gotta have one thing going right for him)

summary: Why is Mustang setting the penguin on fire...or is he read to find out R&R

Is That Really A Flameing Penguin

Roy Mustang found himself in the artic one freezing day. Why is he there? you must be asking. Well I just asked him and he doesn't remember why. So we'll have to ignore that little detail. Mustang just started walking around when he spotted five penguins. So he started talking to them. That isn't to abnormal is it. He started off by saying, "Hi there, I'm Roy Mustang. Do you know why I'm here? I can't remember." The penguin just stared at him. Then drew something from behind its back. It was a pistol. "WHAT THE FUCK!!!" Mustang scram as he was dodging bullets. Just then he realized he had his gloves, with the transmutation circles, on. 'damn I'm an idiot' he thought as he snaped his fingers five times. He realized, after the penguins were dead, that he didn't know what they tasted like and that he was extreamly hungry. So he started eating the penguins and after he was stuffed he realized that penguin tastes just like chicken. Then he heard something. He heard it again. He heard it a third time. Finally he was able to make out what was being yelled.

"MUSTANG!"

"MUSTANG!!!"

Then he heard bullets going off. At this point he realized his face is burning and wakes up at his desk to find out that all of his paperwork is on fire, and he fell asleep on it so that would explain why his face is all burnt. He also noticed that his very angry liuetenant, Hawkeye, is giving him a death glare with the pistol pointed right at his head, in front of his desk.

"SIR!"

"Hawkeye?"

"You set your paperwork on fire!"

"So I noticed," Roy said shrinking in his seat.

"Now what are you going to do?"

"Get bandages for my face, then sleep?"

"WRONG!!! You are going to forget about your face and get back to work! NOW!"

"yes maam!"

moral of the story: NEVER FALL ASLEEP ON YOUR PAPERWORK UNLESS YOU WANT TO WAKE UP TO A PISTOL IN YOUR FACE, A BURNING FACE, MORE PAPERWORK, AND A VERY PISSED OFF LIEUTENANT!!!

well hope you liked...Review please