Ed yawned, putting his head in his hands. "Man, I'm so bored."
Roy glared at him from across the table. "Elric, get your elbows off of the table! This is the fuehrer's birthday party, show some respect!"
"Oh please, like you care." Ed mumbled, now picking at his nails.
There was a round of applause and they glanced up to find one person leaving the stage and another coming on, pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket. Ed grinned. "I bet you can't wait until it's your turn, huh?"
Roy snorted, opening the bottle of wine on their table. "It's stupid. Why should we have to give a congratulatory speech, anyways?"
"Because dogs of the military must pledge their eternal allegiance to the fuehrer?"
Roy grabbed a glass off of the near by cart and filled it with the wine.
Ed stared at him. Roy stared back. "Why didn't you get me a glass?"
"What, for wine? Elric, you're under age."
"Yeah, and thirsty."
"So get some water or something."
"Where from, captain brainiac? All I see is wine."
Roy looked around. "I guess the fuehrer forgot that one of his members is underage. Probably because you're so short. Wait here, I'll go get you some milk or something."
Ed shot up. "Short? MILK?"
Everyone turned to look at him. He grinned sheepishly.
"My bad. Nothing to see here, people…just turn around and continue listening to that amazing speech…haha…."
They turned back around, mumbling amongst themselves. Ed collapsed in to his seat, scowling. His eyes wandered to the wine bottle and a smile slowly spread over his face…
x-x-x-x
"I'm sorry I took so long. Jeez, they're still on the K's?" Roy asked, setting the cup on the table as Avery Killman continued his speech. Ed didn't move. "Probably bored him to sleep." He took the bottle of wine and tipped it over.
Nothing came out.
His eyes immediately darted to Ed, who was spread out on the table motionlessly. His eyes widened. "Oh, god, he drank the whole bottle! He could have died of alcohol poisoning!"
He glanced around. No one was looking. He scooted over to Ed. "Come on, Full Metal! Don't do this to me!" he said, grabbing Ed by the shoulders. His head lulled to one side. Roy released him, causing him to slip forwards. "No, please don't be dead! It's my fault for leaving you unattended with alcohol! I'll be sent to jail!"
Ed scowled. Is that all he cares about? Figures. I guess I cant get him sent to jail for murder (even if I want to)….but I can get him in trouble for giving liquor to minors!
He groggily sat up. Roy's jaw dropped. "Y- you're alive!"
"hic Yeahhhh..Amm I evEr!" he replied, wobbling from side to side.
Roy gave him a stern stare. "What the hell were you thinking? I told you not to touch that bottle!"
"Whyy? Cuz yoU wanted To kEEp all ThAT Fun foR your SElF?"
There was a round of applause and Killman walked off of the stage, the announcer taking his place. "There's been a slight change of plans. Because we're pressed for time, we must skip over a majority of our members. Sorry, sorry. Our next announcer will be Colonel Roy Mustang!"
Roy sweat dropped. He couldn't leave Ed alone, what if something happened? But he couldn't be found out, either. He smiled nervously, standing up and walking towards the stage.
Ed grinned. "Time to have some fun."