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Here's the first chapter for you!

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First Chapter

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The following morning, Colonel Mustang called everyone to the meeting room, ordering them to be there right after lunch so he could share his brilliant plan with them.

"Alright. So I asked all of you here today because I wanted to talk to you about the upcoming annual charity event."

Roy saw all the faces turning towards him, and could see the surprise on each and every one of them. They all knew him, and knew exactly how he felt about the competition. Every year someone would bring it up, and Roy would simply dismiss them, and they'd do exactly the same: pretty much nothing. He let out a sigh. "I know what you all think. But this year I've decided it was time for us to unite, and get our department the honor it deserves!"

"You just heard about the prize and decided you want it, boss." Everyone nodded at Havoc's words. Well, it really was true.

"Correct. But I also thought we could use some team building! And a vacation in Western."

There was a humming of agreement in the room. Well, at least he could get them to agree to that. Now he just had to make them overlook the fact most of them were going to be almost naked… Roy couldn't help the smirk that creep ed to his lips at that. It wasn't that he particularly wanted to see his subordinates naked; sure, Riza would be a nice view, he was pretty sure Havoc hid a wonderful body under his uniform, and even Ross might look hot and feminine in a corset. But he knew for a fact it would be very entertaining to get them all to play their roles, and he was pretty sure the crowd would think the same, and they'd be a success and get that vacation.

"So I've spent last night coming up with the perfect plan to win this," he said in a business like tone and held up a large pile of papers. He handed them to his subordinates, instructing them to each take the one which had their name written at the top. After he made his decision the night before, he sat down and tried to recall the entire play in his mind; he managed to get the main characters and the main plot line, which was enough for now. He can work on the rest of it later. Last night he wrote down the names of the characters on a page and thought about his crew, trying to figure out who should play whom until he reached the final version and copied it on enough pages to hand out to his men, plus a short and very timid version of the general plotline.

"What is this?" asked Major Hughes, eyeing the document with a suspicious stare. A wave of agreement followed, and soon enough all gazes were directed at Roy, waiting for an explanation.

Roy grinned. "That, my beloved crew, is the cast listing for the play we're going to present as our part of the annual charity event."

He saw a few faces frown, and some eyes were lowered back to the papers he handed them.

"There're only character names here. Is it an existing play or are you planning on writing one? Because I don't think we have enough time – "

Roy cut into Riza's words with a short chuckle. "Of course not. It's something I've watched a couple of years back and thought was hilarious, so I figured it'd be a good idea if we'd do that. It's a little bit of a… different kind of play. It would get us the first place for sure."

"Oh. What play is it?"

Roy's grin broadened, and he turned his eyes towards Major Alex as he answered him. "The Rocky Horror Picture Show."

"That sounds familiar…" Second Lieutenant Havoc started, but was brutally interrupted.

"Hey! I remember that one!" Riza called, uncharacteristically not using any decorum and useless requests for permission. No longer than a second after she said that her face wore a scowl and Roy thought she might correct herself. Too bad, he always thought her overuse of military etiquettes was annoying and pointless. However, when she spoke again, he realized that wasn't what came up her mind. "Isn't it the musical they forced down after two weeks of playing? The one with all the freaks?"

The Colonel opened his mouth to reply, but before he could say anything Jean jumped in his seat excitedly. "Oh right! The one where they dressed everyone in corsets and when they weren't wearing those they only wore underwear… An awesome play. Great call, Boss."

Mustang's grin broadened again, and it was becoming painful to keep smiling, so he let out another short chuckle instead. "I know."

"No! This is horrible!" Hawkeye placed the piece of paper back on the table, and glared at Roy. It was the same stare she wore whenever she scolded him for not doing his work, or thought he was dealing with a crisis in the wrong way. It was a very dangerous glare, usually leading to her pulling out her gun if he didn't immediately turn towards his paperwork and scribbled his signature on the first dotted line he saw, or offered a different approach to whatever it was. Well, this time he'd have to brace himself and endure that terrifying stare, and maybe even train his body to try to evade some bullets. "It's inappropriate in so many aspects, sir. Did you forget there's also a minor working under you? What do you think Edward would say about the part he has in the play?" she pointed at the middle of the list. Roy didn't need to see it to know she was probably pointing at the place where the Elric's name is written, right next to the name of the main female character. She then paused, looking horrified. "Scratch that, he'd complain about everything anyway. What do you think people will say? Edward isn't even old enough to watch that play! How can you make him participate in it? Do you really expect us to participate in such a thing?"

"Why not? I know I would."

Surprised, Roy glanced in Jean's direction, and his astonishment soon enough changed into a smile. He should've known he'd find an ally in Second Lieutenant Havoc, even though considering the relationship going on between the two Roy'd assume he'd take Riza's side in this dispute. The man had a dirty way of thinking – much like Roy himself.

He opened his mouth to speak, but then realized his thoughts delayed him too much and now he wouldn't be able to speak in the buzz of talking that filled the room after Jean's announcement. A buzz that soon enough rose in volumes and became an all out argument; he could make out Jean's explanations as to why it's a good idea and Riza's claiming it was inappropriate; Major Armstrong worried pleading that they won't fight and Second Lieutenant Breda telling him there was no point and they'd fight anyway.

He glanced around the room and noticed Maes' glare was directed at him; the man didn't even need to use words to let Roy know what he thinks about his idea. Really? THIS is what you came up with? This will never work. But it will. Roy had a vision, and he knew that if he'd do his job as a commanding officer his vision will materialize into reality and they'd have the best show ever put up by the military, and the vacation would be theirs.

Roy cleared his throat. "Soldiers!" he called in his most authoritative voice, and the room fell silent at once, with all eyes landing on him, questioning. "This isn't open for negotiation. I have made my decision; this is what we are going to do, and that's where the discussion ends. Am I making myself clear?" the Colonel paused and looked around the room to see the short nods. Whether they agreed or not, his men were his soldiers, and always acted as such. They'd follow him anywhere and obey him, with just the right combination of trust and doubt needed to be a good subordinate but still a thinking human being. That was why he loved his crew so much. "The papers you hold are the cast listing. No questions, these are the roles you'd be playing. While I'm fully aware the original play was very explicit, I have every intention of re-writing it so it won't be as inappropriate. There will be no problem with Fullmetal participating, and there shouldn't be a problem with any of you taking a part in this production. You've all worked very hard this year, and there isn't a single one of you who didn't do his best ever since I became your commander. You all deserve a vacation and I want to be able to give it to you. This play is something no one had ever done before, and it is going to be a lot of hard work but we're going to be the best and kill the other departments' presentations. But for that I'm going to need your full cooperation, whether it means following my lead or speaking your mind with suggestions on how to make this production better. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's looking forward to a vacation on the military's expense at Western!"

Another wave of mumbles fluttered around the room, and the general vibe that Roy received was agreement. Good, then. The first stage of convincing everybody to go along his plan was working. He really should get awarded for how good he was at controlling his men and convincing them that what he wanted them to do was right.

"Very good. So I'm going to need two or three of you to help me write the script, and as you can see, everyone are going to be acting in this. We all have to be serious about this if we're going win, so I won't accept any half-hearted work. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes sir!"

Roy's grin broadened. He just had to show a little bit of authority and give a communal cause and they'd do whatever he said. Oh, the benefits of being a commanding officer… "Great. So I'm going to need…" he thought for a moment. He needed someone who'd think just like him and knew the original piece – Jean would do for that. He also needed someone who had a good sense of humor. Unfortunately, most of them weren't really good with jokes. Maybe it was their professional as soldiers that drained them of the ability to have a good laugh, but he still considered himself as a man who could have a good laugh, so maybe that wasn't the reason. Oh well, he'd have to do, then. Last, he'd take Maes to help with the writing; he was the one who asked Roy to take this year's competition seriously. "Second Lieutenant Havoc, Major Hughes, you two are going to assist me with the writing. We'll start today, in the evening, and we're going to have the whole thing written by the beginning of next week. Second Lieutenant Breda, you used to be a musician back in high school, right? I need you to write the music for this. Lieutenant Hawkeye, Second Lieutenant Ross and Sergeant Brosh, you three are in charge of the set. Sergeant Major Fuery, your job is to spy on the other departments and see what they're doing. You're a friendly person, they won't suspect you if you sniff around a little. If you find anything interesting and worthy of our attention, you'd report back to me immediately. Am I clear?"

"Yes sir!" the call was perfectly synchronized , showing just how united his team was, despite the common disagreements and disputes.

"Good. So in the meanwhile, I want everyone to keep quiet about this. We don't want any other department to steal our well-earned victory. Best would be to pretend we aren't doing anything, just like in previous years. Do your work regularly, don't talk about what we're doing, and deny any rumors that might come up. Second Lieutenant Havoc and Major Hughes, I will see both of you in my office at five. Dismissed."

The room was filled with the noise of chairs scraping on the floor, resulting in the atmosphere of a meeting that had just ended. Once alone in the meeting room, Roy let out a sigh. Riza won't make it easy for him, he knew, especially when she'd realize what was her part in the play, but he'd deal with that later. Overall, the announcement was accepted better than expected. Good thing Edward wasn't there – he'd ruin the whole thing, and he'd probably need some personal persuading. Well, he still had a few days to figure this part out. As for now, he was looking forward to the end of the day, when he'd work on the script with Havoc and Hughes.

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