Paperwork
Fuhrer President Roy Mustang sighed and put his pen down. You would think after saving the country, getting his sight back (With Ed's help) and finally becoming Fuhrer would make him happy, and he was, but he wasn't happy about all this extra paperwork he had to do. Of course Riza helped him as his secretary, but his desk was covered with stacks and stacks of papers that just seemed to multiply. He was beginning to wonder how Bradley put up with it, or if being a homunculus had given him some sort of power to get his work done in minutes.
Flexing his sore hand he picked up his pen again and began to sign a document. However he heard his subordinate scream out in frustration. Of course this startled him, so his pen accidentally moved down creating a black line of ink that ruined his signature.
"I hope this isn't an extremely important document..."
"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!"
"Brother calm down! People can hear you!"
They could indeed. He heard him groan, then the doors of his office burst open and sixteen year old Edward Elric in a military uniform marched in.
"HOW THE HELL DO YOU HANDLE ALL THIS FUCKING PAPERWORK?!"
Ed had more paperwork to do now too since he had gotten promoted to Colonel. Plus he had to wear the military uniform now, so he was usually in a bad mood when he came to headquarters knowing what was waiting for him on his desk. Mustang was silent for minute not sure how he should answer the question since he had the same problem, however Ed took it he was being ignored.
"ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!"
Of course Mustang took this as an opportunity to mess with him.
"Yes FullMetal, but I can't see you over my paperwork"
Now this was actually true for once, but Ed if course heard it as Mustang making fun of his height again. Now Al was in the doorway watching what was going on, and knowing what was coming he ran in and held his brother back by his arms.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SOMEONE SO SHORT THAT YOU CAN'T SEE THEM OVER A SINGLE PIECE OF PAPER!"
However since Al had his body back he wasn't as strong as he was in the armor, so Ed was able to move towards Mustang's desk, move a few stacks of paperwork aside and glare at him. Once Ed had calmed down Al let go and watched his brother stomp out of the room.
"You'll have to excuse my brother sir"
"It's nothing new Al, I'm actually used to it by now"
Then Ed came back in the room carrying a stack of papers at least half his size. Then he set them on Roy's desk with a loud thud!
"There. I'm done with my paperwork and all those reports I owed you"
Then he simply turned around and left. Mustang raised an eyebrow at the new stack on his death that his subordinate had left him and he wondered how he got it all done so fast. Then he realized that this just gave him more stuff to look through, so he hit his head on the desk.
"I hate my life..."
Now he knew that Ed probably did this on purpose to give him hell.
Author's Notes
Just another thing I came up with. I had trouble with the end so pardon the suckiness.
