"Hey, Aunt Riza? Could you help me out?" Elizabeth Armstrong asked her aunt.

"What is it, Elizabeth?" Riza Mustang asked her in concern.

"I want to gat Mommy and Daddy beck together." Elizabeth informed her aunt.

"Elizabeth, you know who your father is?" Aunt Riza asked in surprise; she didn't even know who Elizabeth's father was.

"It's Major Miles." Elizabeth chimed as an answer to her aunt's question.

"Did your mother tell you that?" Mrs. Mustang asked.

"Yeah." Elizabeth answered.

"I don't think that you should do that." Riza Mustang told the thirteen-year old.

Elizabeth Armstrong pouted on her line of the phone.

'Aw... Aunt Riza won't help me.' Elizabeth thought, sadly.


'Uncle Ed's next on the list.' Elizabeth thought, hopefully.

Her uncle agreed fairly quickly with only one exception.

"Can you promise that your mother won't kill me?" He asked her, fearfully. Everyone was absolutely terrified of her mother, and she didn't blame them. After all, that would be hypocritical of her, if she did blame them.

"I won't let her hurt you." Elizabeth promised Ed, secretly hoping that she could keep such a promise.