Part Two of Eight
"It's the last one I had, shortly before I left. I thought you might like to have it. That other spot? It's for a family photo. Now get dressed, we're leaving."

"What?"

"Mustang, Recka and I put something together for you today, and you're going to wear the stuff we gave you and be happy. Come on."

"You guys, it's too early! I… appreciate it but… I can't go with you."

"Ed, grab her things. Recka, come on." Before she knew what she was doing, she was off the bed, in her nightgown, flung over the Colonel's shoulder. "To the Flame mobile!"

Recka giggled, grabbing hold of his pants leg as the Flame led the way from the room.

"You are such a dumbass, Roy." Fullmetal commented, grinning as he held the dress, watch and locket Rose dropped in her surprise, following behind the three. "Besides, I thought it was the Fullmetal mobile."

"Ha, like hell it is. It's my car, dammit, I'll call it what I want."

"But, Rooooy!"

"Not that face!"

"You guys are the worst fricking kidnappers in history!" Rose cried, flailing against the man, half-heartedly. She wasn't exactly sure that she wanted to fight, really. It was four in the morning, she was tired, and she found all of this… amusing, to be sure.

"I know, he's so loud, isn't he? Ed, you need to shush." Of course, that was then he started giggling again, which really made her question his sanity, or rather, his sobriety.

"Will you stop that? You sound like a chick." Ed snorted, hand reaching up to cover his mouth in his horrible attempts to mask an onslaught of giggles all his own. Not chuckling, not chortling, not laughing/giggling/. They really weren't all there, were they?

"What did you two get into?"

"Pony had like… three pots of coffee this morning."

"And Femme ate an entire bowl of sugar. You know that really big bowl you generally keep the flour in? After a bit of a mishap with the flour, I had to go and get some more, but I bought sugar instead and well… this happened."

She couldn't help herself. At first, she had intended it to be a derisive snort, but it soon grew from a small chuckle, to a giggle, that erupted into full blown laughter. She wasn't sure what to say or do, but it was quite obvious that the three of them were having the time of their lives, high off of sugar and caffeine.

"Wecka had candee!" She disrupted, tugging on Roy's sleeve.

Roy chuckled softly, opening the door that led to the marvelous world of 'outside', Ed skipping ahead to open the car door, Roy tossing the girl in the backseat. "Pin her! She must not be allowed to escape!"

"You guys are insane!"

"Insane, maybe, but you need to be kidnapped. They don't do anything good for that pretty little head of yours." Ed pointed out, pinning her to the seat, Recka climbing in behind him and closing the door.

Roy, to make sure they were all safe, especially from a Rose trying to escape from an Edward's clutches, locked all the doors, pulling away in the car that was 'his', but easily recognized from the cigarette 'brand' in the ashtray as the one that Havoc usually transported Roy in.

"You /stole/ the military's vehicle?"

"Stole is such a strong word. I prefer to say 'borrowed, with little intention on returning'. Doesn't that sound a bit nicer?"

"They'll question what happened to it and investigate."

"I'll crash it in a ditch, claim an accident and whiplash and get a bit of time off work, maybe a vehicle of my own, to sweeten the deal."

"That'd be nice." Ed remarked, shifting his weight so he was straddling her hips. "You could use some time off, you're starting to look old."

"Watch it, Fullmetal." The elder snapped, the wheel almost slipping from his grasp, earning him a few diminutive screams in his ears.

The blonde smirked, leaning towards the front seat and placing a small kiss on the man's ear, producing a desired shiver from the fellow alchemist. "Come on, you don't look old at all, grumpy. Don't let that ruin everything. Just get some sleep when we get home, all right?"

"I would sleep if you didn't gnaw."

"I don't /gnaw/."

"What would you call it?"

"Ed gets hungee in his sweep!" Recka cheered.

Roy grunted in amusement, shaking his head and pulling to a stop outside of the girl's previous home. She had no idea what this was about, why they were there, or, really, what was going on, but she knew that she wanted to sleep, and Ed, grinding as he moved to reassure the other man that he wasn't 'old', certainly wasn't helping the situation, a blush rising to her cheeks as she tried to repress her desire to express that the movements, were in fact, rather… nice. Roy would probably kill her if she made any moves on Ed. He seemed to be the fairly… hell, why sugar coat it? He was a severely jealous sort of man with not only the fiery temper, but actual fire spouting from his fingertips to back up any threat he could make. It was never wise to piss off a Mustang.

"Recka, your job is to go inside, make sure the leather belts and chains are out, and my devices – "

"Roy!" Rose started squirming again, flush only deepening at the suggestive sound in his voice, and the possibilities that he could have had lurking around that place. It was not something that she wanted to, or thought Recka, should witness.

"He's kidding, Rose." Ed sighed, dragging her from the car, and punching Roy with his automail fist as the other followed them from the vehicle. "At least he /better/ be kidding."

"Damn, Ed, I thought you wanted a threesome." He muttered, rubbing at the bruise he could feel forming.

"Mustang!" Both Rose and Ed glared at the man, temporarily forgetting the girl who had been 'abducted' to focus on the perverse man, all the while trying to hide the blushes that refused to stay hidden.

Roy chuckled, grabbing one arm each of the two and nodding Recka inside. "Come on, let's start the day out with a nice homemade breakfast."