Strange Noises
Roy was sleeping peacefully in the downstairs guest room in the Hughes house. Roy's house was currently going through renovations since he flipped a loop when Havoc unexpectedly came to his house a little to early, and decided to bother him for the whole hour before he had to leave for work.
A cranky, tired, and irritable Roy does not mix with a hyper, irritating won't-shut-the-hell-up Havoc. So, he unfortunately got a little snappy and ended up charring most of the walls in his house.
Thankfully, Maes had offered to let him stay at his home until his place was repaired.
So, there he was, dreaming of pretty girls in miniskirts, when he was suddenly awoken by some strange.. unidentifiable noises. He couldn't really describe them, they were to far off. But it sounded worth looking into. After all, what if it was something dangerous?
He slowly and quietly went creeping about the house, gloves in hand. He glanced at the enormous displays of photos that were placed on tables and hung on the walls in almost every room in the house.
He made it to the stairway that lead to the second floor hall, the noises had gotten slightly louder and easier to decipher. It was strange.. it sounded.. kind of like a creaking noise of some sort. Like a squeaky floor board or bed frame.
Roy humored the idea in his head for a bit as he slowly walked up the stairs until suddenly he heard a slightly high pitched strangled sounding scream.
Roy bolted down the hallway realizing that it sounded like Gracia.
Forcefully jerking on his gloves he ran straight up to Gracia and Maes's bedroom door and grabbed a hold of the door nob poised to open it, when he was interrupted by a rather scandalous moan and a vary Gracia like voice whispering a breathless "Maes.." followed by a groan that sounded awfully similar to Maes' voice, including quite a bit of heavy breathing coming from inside the room.
He paled, and then turned beat red as he realizing what was going on, and tore his hand away form the door nob with a look of shock etched into his face.
Roy walked silently back down the stairs and back to the guest room, and closed the door quietly behind him. He got back into bed and tried his best to rid himself of the images that were appearing in his head non-stop, and desperately tried to go back to sleep.
(A/N) Hahahaha... ahhh... I made myself laugh. I hope you guys enjoyed it too, otherwise I'll have to kill you.
Nah, just kidding. But seriously, I would really appreciate it if you reviewed and told me whether you thought it was funny or not :) Constructive criticism is encouraged. I really am proud of this fic, but you never know. Maybe I'll need your advise on how to improve my writing in the future. R&R please! And thanks for reading :D
