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Seito: Okay… it's been awhile since I've posted. Been busy and in a slump (got flamed about twice and the first one was super harsh. I think all inspiration for my FMA/HP fics are dead.)

A small, tiny, little, continuation(s) to Under the Mistletoe (yes it's been bugging me). It didn't feel right to place it as a second chapter of Under the Mistletoe. (So yeah, call this a sequel) So you guys get a little drabble instead. :P Yeah just ignore the corny title. (If I get around to it, I might just continue these little drabbles… there were a few places in the story where you can just add in these small little drabbles. A few suggestions from the reviewers might be added in so yes no order to these drabbles either)

Anyways… dedicated to QianYun my beta and my friend She's sick, her get-well gift. –Smile- Much thanks to TheSSEvilSurgeon for giving me the idea.

So Enjoy and read.


Mistletoe Drabble: The Christmas Card


A week after the party….

Hughes opened his mailbox to retrieve the day's mail. Merely out of habit, he stood there out in the cold, leafing through the mail to see what had arrive. So far, nothing was good.

"Bills, bills, bills, bills, a magazine for my daring and lovely wife, and… a letter from the twins…?" Hughes paused. Now why would the Mustang twins be sending him and his family a letter when they see each other every single day? Why didn't they just hand deliver it when they were over last night?

Letting his curiosity get the better of him, Hughes opened the letter. Inside was a card. A simple card really. It was plain white with a cute and simple Christmas tree drawn on it. You know, the same kind of Christmas card you found find a card store. At the top, in the loopy script writing that all cards use, it said, "Merry Christmas."

A Christmas card… now that wasn't something you see the Mustang twins do every year. If they choose to remember they send a few out. If not, a simple telephone call or just saying it straight to the person is how they work. As complicated as Roy and Rayna could be, some things they did were very simple.

Hughes opened the card and began to read it. It may have been from the Mustang twins, but it was obvious that Rayna was the one who was writing. Of course, that wasn't the scary thing. The scary thing was that the way Rayna was writing it made her sound –VERY- happy and a –VERY- happy Rayna is a scary thing. Her writing just seem to bounce along like that little ball that would jump from word to word in a sing-a-long video. Having know her for years, Hughes knew that only two things could put Rayna in such a good mood. The first was spending time with Riza. Hell would freeze over before you could separate the two… then again… love does strange things to people. The second involved Roy in some way. Like any sister, Rayna loved annoying/teasing/irritating/blackmailing her twin.

Hughes took a guess it had to do something with Roy. He shivered as a cold gust of wind blew. Perhaps he should go back inside where it was warmer. As he turned back towards his house, he continued to read, growing more and more worried. If he didn't know any better, he would say Rayna was rambling in her letter. (Also Rayna rambling is not a good think; it's a scary thing) In fact, her writings made no sense to Hughes at all. The only things he understood was 'Merry Christmas', 'Roy and Ed', and something about being very happy. There also mentions of a wedding… but Hughes wasn't sure which, much less who's, wedding.

Shutting the door behind him and locking out the cold, Hughes noticed a picture sticking out of the envelope. Plucking it out of the envelope, Hughes's eyes began to grow as big as dinner plates.

The picture was as simple as the card, but it said a thousands words. The equation was simple too. Roy and Rayna's house plus mistletoe plus Edward plus Roy equals Ed and Roy kissing.

As laughter rang through out the house, everything in the letter suddenly made sense. And to think, this was one of twenty that were sent out and received this morning.


Owari


Everyone Enjoy? We think we'll add in more drabbles but later though… too late to write… sleepy…

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