Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUAAAAAAAAAAA! (-Hides in her room and starts crying.)

"Don't Play with Scissors'

It had been a busy day in the HQ of Central City, mostly because of the recent promotion of Mustang to Fuhrer, yes; he had finally reached his goal. But I'm not gonna go and lie telling you that everyone was happy with it, since the situation also had its bad parts. For example Hawkeye, she was very proud but afraid of her perverted boss and his miniskirts, she knew it wouldn't take long for him to do something about it.

In other words, everyone dreaded for something knowing about the raven's crazy aspirations, everyone except for Edward… ¿Why? You might ask. The answer is simple, even tough all of that, Ed knew his Ex Colonel would do good for the country, but the most important was that, he believed that now he wouldn't have to deal that much with the damn bastard.

He believed that Mustang would be too busy to bother him or any of that sort, but as I said, he belieeeeved, and a doubt got into his head until he was required in his office one morning. He walked towards there with a confusion look. What could he want?

He knocked on the door and a blushing Riza opened, the blonde boy knew the reason when he noticed her nude legs, yes, Riza Hawkeye was wearing a miniskirt.

He looked at her feeling pity and she let her head fall to one side with resignation. She let him in and wet back to her desk,

Edward approached and asked with stoicism but curiosity. "What do you want?"

"Fullmetal…" He sighed standing up. "… as you, there have been changes in here lately." He said, side glaring at the blonde woman, who angrily looked away.

"Yeah… I had already noticed, you don't want me to wear a miniskirt, do you?" He answered with sarcasm.

Mustang laughed. "Well, that's up to you."

"Oh, how funny"

"Anyways, I've decided a new name for ya'."

"What? Umm I'm already used to this one and I pretty much like it, to be honest."

"I know… but the nicknames are given by the Fuhrer, Ed…and Bradley is not here anymore, is he?" He explained while fumbling trough his drawers.

"Whatever…" Answered Ed, somewhat uneasy with the situation.

The black-eyed man gave him an envelope; the teen opened it and started reading. He suddenly stopped, his face red with anger, he closed both hands into fists after destroying the piece of paper and gave his superior a death glare.

"This has to be a joke!"

"What, don't you like it?, it sounds cool,… Edward Elric, the Scissor Hands Alchemist, Edward Scissor Hands,… Didn't you like the movie?"

"YOU ARE GONING TO DIE MUSTANG!" Ed yelled at the top of his lung, transmuted his automail into the biggest and sharpest of scissor you can think of, and started chasing Roy all over the office.

"HERE'S YOU SCISSOR HANDS!!"

"END"

Well, that was it, haha. This little oneshot came to me a while ago chatting with Barbara, (Special thanks for the inspiration XD) Hope you like it.

And by the way, if you check out my deviantart, which is now covered with spider webs, there's something to celebrate for the next reasons:

1) Ed is not a shrimp anymore.

2) There's gonna be a new FMA series.

Wiiiiii. So there's like a little gift in there, it made some people drool. The link is at the end of my profile.

Take care my beloved readers, leave me lots of reviews and I'll read ya' later.

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Atto. Priss