A/N Yep, you guessed it; here's another one! The idea just popped up and I HAD to write it right away. It was too funny to let it go. XD So here's the thing; yesterday I typed up all the ideas I have for these little oneshots/drabbles and I already have 16 of them, all of which will be written whenever I have a few spare hours! :) That said, I think this will be updated pretty frequently until I run out of ideas and have to wait for them to return. XD

By the way, is it bad that I absolutely LOVE to torture Roy? :P

Title: Cheer Up

Rating: K+/T

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Roy was bored, to say the least. Sitting in his office doing paperwork wasn't exactly the most exhilarating thing in the world after all. But, today he didn't feel like doing anything, let alone paperwork. He didn't know why, he just wasn't in the mood. His subordinates had gotten the message and left him alone, but one of them was too stubborn to just let him be.

Sighing in annoyance, Roy set his pen down for a moment with a loud tap and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Ed," he started tensely. "Can you please get lost?"

Edeline stood right in front of his desk, where she had been for the past half hour trying to get him to do Truth knows what. Once she heard his words she huffed, crossing her arms with a pout.

Signing another paper, Roy swiftly placed it upon the stack on his left hand side and grabbed another from his right.

"Are you gonna cheer up or what?" the blonde huffed, scowling when Roy decided to ignore her. She had asked that three times already, he guessed she knew the answer by now.

After a few more seconds of not receiving a reply, she sighed and grumbled, "Well, fine. If you're gonna be an ass about it I might as well just get you out of the chair myself."

Roy paused at that, and stole a curious glance at her. He warily watched as she came closer to his desk and then nearly choked on his spit when she abruptly hoisted the large stack of incomplete paperwork in her arms and casually made her way to the back of the office, right beside the door, where she dumped it on the floor.

Roy stared. "What do you think you're doing?" His annoyance had reached its peak and he found himself rubbing his middle finger and thumb subconsciously under the desk, while slowly getting to his feet, scowling.

Ed grinned toothily and crossed her arms. "Getting you up from that chair." She watched as Roy slowly strolled towards her menacingly and added, "And I guess it worked."

He stopped right in front of her and glared, arms crossed in an admonishing manner. "Fullmetal, as you are very much aware, I have a lot of paperwork to do, so get out of here before I call Hawkeye."

Ed was working her hand in a mock-speech gesture, mouthing 'blah blah blah' before Roy had even finished, and when he was done she smirked and crossed her arms again confidently. "What? Can't get rid of me yourself, hm?" Mustang's eyebrow twitched and he had opened his mouth to reply, but Ed rolled her eyes and cut him off. "Oh come on, you've been sulking since morning! Cheer up, Colonel Bastard!"

"If you want me to cheer up, then leave."

The blonde puffed her cheeks at the rude reply and glared at him. "Well, I'm sorry for being the only one who actually cares enough to try to help you!"

Roy sighed. "I don't need help, but thank you. Now, can you go?"

Before either of them could get another word out, the phone shrilled to life and made them both jump. Ed recovered a second before Roy and was placing the handset to her ear before he could even blink. How had she even gotten there so fast?

"Yeeeeees?" Ed asked sweetly, smirking smugly at Roy. Then, recognition flashed in her eyes and she smiled. "Oh hello, General!" That was the moment Roy snapped out of whatever reverie he had been trapped in and his eyes widened, his heartbeat picking up. If it was an important General and Ed had answered his phone…!

Almost running towards her, Roy snatched the phone out of her hands and placed it to his own ear, his cheeks slightly flushed in apprehension as he glared daggers at Edeline. "Colonel Mustang speaking," he said into the mouthpiece, and relaxed only a fraction when he realised it was only General Grumman that was on the other end. He and Roy were on very good terms, and the fellow soldier wouldn't be offended if the Colonel's boisterous subordinate had answered instead of him and had been completely disrespectful.

Turning his back to Edeline, Roy replied according to what the General was telling him. The talk was professional, and it was only a matter of time before Ed got bored out of her skull. That time came, apparently, because Roy suddenly felt arms wrap around him from behind and hands dipping under his military jacket and shirt to faintly caress his ribs. Ed's face was pressed against his back, and Roy did his best to ignore her as he focused on what Grumman was talking about.

Ed's fingers trailed down his chest, barely touching, but it made Roy want to raise a hand to itch the spot as he suppressed several shivers. Then, Edeline placed her hands on both of his sides and moved her fingers in a way that made him tense up and desperately smother an unmanly giggle. He squirmed as she continued whatever she was doing with her fingers, and a snicker escaped him, making him purse his lips and try to focus, damn it! on whatever Grumman was babbling about.

He could feel her smirk on his back as she lifted her head to speak in his free ear. "Ticklish, are we?"

She moved her fingers again and it seemed like she hit a sensitive spot, because Roy squirmed away from her hand reflexively, giggling in a way that he would be profusely denying later.

He went rigid when Grumman asked him if everything was alright, and took a deep breath before saying, "Everything's fine, sir. What were you saying?"

The General continued with what he had been going on about and Roy shot a dark glare behind him at Ed, who was too busy keeping her own sniggers muted to notice. Her hands crept up his flesh and then, abruptly, she shoved her hands under his armpits and Roy couldn't help it; he doubled over, laughing.

The blonde continued tickling him mercilessly, until tears had gathered in his eyes and he was squirming so much the phone fell out of his hands. Laughing too hard to notice, Roy fell to his knees and Ed followed, her fingers never faltering. His arms flailed in a desperate attempt to get her to stop but his aim was poor. The blonde started laughing herself after a moment of watching him being tortured, and she leaned forward, making him fall on his back.

"S-Stop i-it," Roy stuttered in-between laughter. "I-I w-w-will i-incinerate you, F-Fullmetal."

Ed smirked, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she leaned closer to his face. One of her hands slid out from under his clothes and went to his neck, where she already knew he was sensitive. Just the barest of touches made him wriggle hopelessly, squeaking out a snicker.

Chuckling herself, Ed's hands slowed, until they rested motionlessly on his skin. Roy, finally shown mercy, panted hard, still a few chuckles escaping him. His face was flushed and his clothes felt very stifling all of a sudden. Raising a trembling hand to wipe away the tears threatening to spill, he looked up at Ed, shaking his head in amusement. "You're impossible," he breathed, "Absolutely impossible."

Ed grinned, nuzzling her face in his neck. Her legs were straddling his hips, and she had one hand under his shirt while the other was faintly caressing the other side of his neck. "I know," she murmured fondly, placing a faint kiss on his jaw. "You know what though?"

Wrapping an arm around her as much as he could, Roy shifted to be a bit more comfortable. "Hm?"

Fingers trailing down his chest, Ed smirked, golden eyes flashing triumphantly. "I cheered you up."

Laughing softly, Roy only just took notice of the stupid smile that he seemed to be unable to get rid of. "I guess you did."

They stared at each other for a moment, Ed's fingers tracing invisible shapes on Roy's chest, until his eyes fell on the hanging handset of the phone, a voice, barely audible, asking them what was going on.

Roy grimaced, wondering how the hell he was going to explain himself this time.

A/N By the way, I forgot to mention it before but you can also give me ideas/prompts if you have any. I can't guarantee that I'll write them all, my muse is in charge of what I do and don't, sorry XD, but if I get that inspiration spark I'll type it up and post it, giving you idea credit of course! ;3