Author's note: WARNING, This fic makes absolutely NO sense whatsoever. Maybe It does, I don't care, I'm hyper due to LACK of caffeine and sugar, now THAT'S scary…. Imagine what happens when I DO Have a soda or two. WAFFLES!! TASTY WAFFLES! WITH LOTS OF SYRUP!!!
Edward Elric stared at the glass that had been given to him, filled with a semi-transparent, greeny-yellow and foaming liquid. He glanced back up at Roy Mustang, who was staring at him from behind his paperwork littered desk with a hint of an evil grin on his face.
"What did you say this was again?"
"It's a surprise."
"Riiiight. This won't make me wake up in a hula skirt surrounded by fangirls like the last time you made me drink a 'surprise', will it? Is it…is it milk in disguise? Sour milk?"
"No, Fullmetal, it's not milk." Roy sniggered evilly, "Just try it."
With one last glare, Ed downed the drink and went quiet all of a sudden.
"Well?"
"PARTICLEMANPARTICLEMANDOINGTHETHINGSAPARTICLECAN!!!"
Roy gave another evil laugh. But was soon staring upward. Ed had somehow wound up hanging from the light fixture.
"Come down from there, Fullmetal."
"NO!"
"Come down!"
"NOOO!"
"COME DOWN!!!"
"PARAKEET!"
Roy's left eye twitched, taking a step back "….did you just say….parakeet?"
"Que?"
"Since when do you speak Spanish?!"
"Je ne parle pas l'anglais. FROMAGE!"
"Or French?!"
"Where does belly button lint come from?"
"WHAAAT?!"
"No, I'm serious, I wanna know where it comes from"
Mustang let out a sigh of relief, Ed seemed to be returning to normal, Seeing as he had stopped hanging from the chandeliers and had fallen to the ground with a painful thud.
"I don't know."
"HSOIFGIJATGHDFHPR!!! I'M THE EASTER BUNNY!!" Ed began hopping around Roy's office, stopping occasionally to nibble on the curtains. Poor Roy, he was trapped in the hell that comes from…FEEDING SHORT BLONDE INSANE TEENAGERS ENERGY DRINKS!!!! Mwahahahahahahahaaaaaa!
Author's note: Haha! Roy Torture! And just so you know, this goes on for several hours until Ed crashes on Roy's couch and snores loudly all night. While in the throes of hyperness, Ed had locked the door and swallowed the key. Mwahahahah!