Chapter 1

"So, why do you think that knitting should be part of this school's extra-curricular studies?" Roy Mustang's bored voice asked.

"Well, I think that knitting is a very important part of a person's life," the large man with a thick beard replied.

"Yes, but why?" Roy proceeded.

"Because it is." Roy sighed.

"Right, I'll call you some time tomorrow. If you don't answer your phone, then you won't get the job IF I decide to give it to you," Roy explained and the man nodded before walking out of the room. Roy picked up his phone and quickly dialed some numbers into the phone.

"Havoc," he said as soon as the man answered.

"Yes Sir?"

"STOP SENDING CRAZY PEOPLE INTO MY OFFICE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!" He yelled and slammed the phone down. Running a hand through his onyx hair he picked up the list of applicants and checked the next name on the list. A knock on the door caused him to put down the file and he called for the person to enter.

He looked up to see a blonde haired woman with dark brown eyes wearing a blue suit enter the room.

"Miss Riza Hawkeye, I presume," he said and she nodded, taking a seat in front of his desk, "So what do you think should be the extra-curricular lesson here?"

"I think the children should learn shooting," she replied and he looked up in horror.

"Shooting? As in, with a gun?" he exclaimed and she nodded.

"Like this one," she said and pulled out a handgun that Roy had not noticed earlier.

"Where did you have that hidden?" he asked, grinning but she ignored him "So anyway, why do you think that they need to learn to shoot?"

"Because I think that everybody should know basic self defense and shooting is a safe way for children to learn at school."

"Shooting is safe?" he shot her a disbelieving glance.

"If taught and practiced the correct way, then yes," she replied.

"Let's see your CV then." and she pulled out a thick CV from her bag, passing it to Roy, "Worked in the army, trained especially in shooting, worked your way up to First Lieutenant. Wow, that's quite a set of achievements you've got there. You've put forward a good case, and you seem like an interesting person, but I want more than just a good CV, what else can you give me that shows that you can work here," he started but before he could finish she had pulled out the gun and planted 7 bullets around the Headmaster, missing him by millimeters. "Right, well that's interesting for sure. I'll give you a call tomorrow about whether you've got the job."

She nodded and left the room, leaving an amazed Mustang sat there.

"Last person of the day, Sir," Havoc called through the open door and Roy silently thanked God and prayed that this person wasn't a complete psycho.

"Roy Mustang?" a voice asked and Roy looked up to see the second blonde woman walk through his door today.

The majority of people that had applied had been men and most of them had been insane, leaving a very tired and annoyed headmaster with an odd selection of people to choose from. He looked up at the girl and decided she looked relatively normal, which he took as a good start.

"So, Miss Winry Rockbell, what do you think should be the extra-curricular subject?" he asked, thankful it would be the last time.

"That's not why I'm here," the girl replied and Roy stopped.

"Wait, you're here for the mechanics interview?" he asked and she nodded her head eagerly.

"Yep. Here's my CV," she said and pulled out a CV, passing it to Roy.

"Worked in Rush Valley with Garfiel, well that is an achievement. Related to Pinako Rockbell and worked with her until you were sixteen fixing people with Automail. Well, let's see some of your masterpieces, I know a couple of people here that would be very interested in your work." and Winry nodded before reaching into her bag and pulled out an automail arm.

"Well, isn't this interesting. An automail left arm, if I'm not mistaken. And looks well made too," he commented, picking up the arm and turning it over.

"Yeah, it's just an arm that I've been working on for a while. I've been working on making the arm out of a mixture of steel and carbon, to make it strong and long lasting. I've also been working on a cooker and a car as well, I have photos if you'd like to see them," she replied excitedly, reaching into her handbag.

"No, that won't be necessary. Be sure to keep by your phone tomorrow, as I'll be phoning to tell you whether you've got the job or not," he explained and walked over to the door, "Thank you Miss Rockbell."

Once she had left the room Havoc walked in with a pile of paperwork and a steaming cup of coffee.

"You haven't done these, and they're due in tomorrow, looks like another all-nighter," Havoc said and Roy sighed.

"There's too much paperwork and too few hours in the day. I swear sometimes the world is out to get me."

"So, have you decided who you're going to hire then?" Havoc asked, leaning against the door, drinking his own cup of coffee.

"Well, most of them were completely insane, especially the last two. The one for the extra-curricular activities told me she wanted to teach them shooting then proceeded to shoot AT me, and the other was a GIRL but wanted the mechanic job. She wouldn't stop talking about an automail arm and the materials she used to build it," he commented.

"Well, Fullmetal would be interested in that. So, are you going to hire anyone?"

"Yeah, the last two were the best ones."

"Are you sure? I mean, they're both women and they both seem insane," Havoc asked.

"Now, Havoc lets not get sexist. You're a man and a secretary. Let's not get onto the conversation of whether people's jobs suit them or not. Anyway, I think it'll be interesting, having them here. It won't make much of a difference anyway, not many of the people who are working here are normal anyway. Rose is a religion nut and Fullmetal is…well he's Fullmetal. I don't need to say anymore. Let's see how they fit in," Roy commented and quickly signed all the papers, "There. Done."

"I think you're supposed to read them," Havoc advised and Roy laughed.

"Read them? Nah, that takes too much time, anyway I've got a date. I'll see you tomorrow," and with that he walked out of the room thinking about how interesting the new teachers at his school will be.

"Hello?" Riza asked, after picking up the phone.

"Is this Miss Riza Hawkeye?" a voice asked.

"Yes, speaking?"

"Its Roy Mustang here, I'm just calling to say you got the job and you'll start tomorrow. Pack your things because all the teachers live on site."

"Thank you Sir, I will pack now. I have final request."

"What's that?"

"I have a dog, if I'm allowed; I would like to keep him."

"Well, I don't see why don't. As long as he's trained and kept out of sight. I expect you to be at the school at 4.00am so you can look around the school before it starts at 9.00am."

"Yes Sir," Riza replied and put down the phone. Happy she had got the job, she looked around her small apartment and sighed, 'Well, better start packing then,' she thought.

"Come on Black Hayete, we're moving tomorrow and we need to get there bright and early," she said to her black and white puppy who wagged it's tail in response and they walked over to her room, to pack away her clothes.

"Hello? Winry speaking, how may I help you?" Winry spoke down the phone.

"Miss Winry Rockbell, its Roy Mustang here. I'm just calling to say you've got the job."

"Really?! That's great! When do I start?" she cried, jumping up and down.

"Be at the school at 4.00am with all your belongings. It is required that all teachers live on campus."

"Cool, okay I'll see you then. Thanks Mr Mustang." and Winry hung up the phone.

"Granny, I got the job, so I'm going to start packing now. I have to be there at 4.00am tomorrow," Winry yelled down the stairs and she started to throw her things into a suitcase.

a/n wooooo! New story up! I'm writing a few now, but mainly only working on a story of my own and another fma fanfic, though I do have another idea for JamesxLily story, which is slowly (very slowly) progressing in my head. Though it will only be an oneshot again.

Anyway the main pairing for this will be EdxWinry, however it will also have RoyxRiza and AlxOC. Sorry if you don't like these pairings, but they are my favourite to write so…

Thanks tons to my beta, she's awesome!

Please review, constructive criticism is great, but only if it will help my writing in any way, please don't make really harsh ones, they only make me sad.

Love you all

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