i am doing a cliche subject but it's fun, so i do these things. but it's roy so, maybe not that cliche? i dunno. anyway, enjoy


Roy Mustang was pissed off big time. Not only did he get a pretty crappy assignment, but he also got bit by said assignment. He got hurt enough to actually have to go to the hospital and be treated. So far, things were not going his way.


"You should be fine a couple of weeks and you can take the bandage off completely by then. You'll only need to put ointment on it for another week or so and then it should be healed up."

"This doesn't answer my question about my use of my hand."

"Well, even though everything connects, you shouldn't have any trouble with your hand working. It didn't do that much damage to it. It will still hurt when you flex and relax your hand but you won't lose the use of it. Just try not to tense up."

Roy gave the doctor a glare and pulled his sleeve over the bandage on his forearm.

"I've written you a prescription for some painkillers. Take them as needed."

Roy grumbled, snatching the prescription away from the doctor, and got up. He put his jacket on and walked out the door of the room he was in. He went to the pay phone that was in the hospital and put his money in, calling up to Headquarters to get a driver to come and get him.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye speaking."

"Hawkeye, it's me. I'm at the hospital. Will you send someone in a car to pick me up?"

"The hospital, sir?"

"My assignment bit me. I'll tell you later."

"Yes, sir."

Roy hung up and went outside to wait for his ride.


When he got to his office, he stormed in, went past all of the desks and into his personal office. Soon after, the door opened and Riza walked in.

"Are you alright, sir?"

"I'm pissed off but fine… well, except for the bite."

"You had mentioned that earlier…"

"It turns out the assignment had to do with wolves."

"Really?"

"Yes. They're trying to heighten the intelligence of the wolves by doing some sort of bioalchemy intrusion by way of food and water. Supposedly, they use an alchemical array to do something to the food and water and in turn, when another array is performed on the wolves, the two reactions combine in the wolves and does something to their chemical makeup. From what I painstakingly gathered from it, they are trying to train the wolves to understand complex commands or follow commands exactly and immediately in order to use them in covert missions. They don't want to limit it to the wolves but the whole purpose I think was to spy on the enemy. I mean, if you see a bird in a tree, you won't be suspicious of it, right? Either way, all I know is that one named Shiro Kiba got loose and came straight at me. I blocked my face with my arm but it tore into my forearm like it was a piece of meat."

"And what did the doctor say about it?"

"He said I'd be fine in a couple of weeks and gave me a prescription for painkillers… which reminds me, I have to go and get those."

"Would you like me to do that, sir?"

"If you would. I need to get started on filling out an accident report and an animal report."

"Yes, sir." She said, taking the prescription from him.


As Roy worked into the night, his arm began to pulse in a dull pain and he moaned, massaging it gently. Riza walked in just in time with a bottle of pills as Roy tested out his hand to make sure it didn't get stiff.

"You alright, Colonel?"

"Yeah… I think I'm going to have to take some of those painkillers." He said, hoping he could open the bottle.

"You should go home and take one of those. Don't try to be tough and think you can handle it."

"Believe me, I won't. It's not even the puncture wounds that hurt but the all over wound. It pulses like it's got a heartbeat or something."

"Dogs are known for having rounded teeth even though they are still sharp. The pain is probably all the bruising that the bluntness of the teeth has caused."

Roy smiled. "Where did you learn all that?"

"Actually Hughes called to talk to you and I told him about the bite. He was the one who explained it pretty thoroughly to me."

"Why didn't you ring him in? I could have stopped to talk to him."

"You were actually doing paperwork. I wasn't going to deter you."

Roy made a face as Riza gave a small smile.

"I see…"

"He also said to watch for infection."

"I may call him tonight and let him know what happened and such."

"Of course… Go home, sir."

Roy saluted her and he finished his paperwork in regards to the bite and the assignment and then left for home.


i worked in a kennel and the diff between dog/cat bites is their teeth. dogs are blunted and thus cause more bruising, cats are sharp and thus penetrate deeper. at least that's my opinion. all in all, both hurt like a bitch.