KRISTEN AND ELSI DO NOT OWN FMA... ijc you where interested to know

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Twister- the age old game thats loved in any universe... Well at least alphonse thought. After explaining the rules, everyone had voted to the fact that the game ought be a violation of privacy. Roy seemed very enthusiastic about it though, and Ed steered Al away as he noticed the suggestive glances Roy was giving an overly embarrased Hawkeye. "Eh. why not?" said Havoc as he dragged Breda, Falman and Feury onto the mat. "Riza? Do you want to play?" Riza bit her lip. "Seeing as the circumstances are, I don't think it would be appropriate-" Roy grinned. "Oh, c'mon, hon ... I'm playing, and so are you." Roy pulled Riza onto the mat." "Uh, Al? Now what?" Ed asked, taking off his boots. "hmmm... You know? I've never seen Ed without his boots before." Said Breda, but everyone believed that comment should have remained internal. "yyeeeaaahhh, that's great Breda... Anyways! I'll spin!" "You sure Al?" asked Ed, "You love this game..." Al really did try to look as happy as a suit of armor could, "I'm sure brother! Besides... If i fall i'll hurt you because-" "BECAUSE ED'S TINY!" shrieked Feury before clamping a hand over his mouth. "F-feury?" whispered Roy as he backed away from the mat as even Alphonse didn't dare speak a word. "FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HOLY, RUN, FEURY, RUN!" Yelled Breda and Havoc! "deathh..." whispered Edwward as he bagan to walk foreward, hi eyes as dark as humanly possible. Feury ran and hid, while Ed transmuted anything he could to create hell for Feury. "Fullmetal, let's go!" Roy yelled, removing his shoes. "Fine!" Once everyone was recollected, the game began. "Okay Al, spin," Roy said, volunteering to go first. "Uh... Left foot green. Right foot blue. Left hand blue. Right hand yellow." Roy assembled himself on the mat as told, and was now spread out in an odd way across the mat.

"Great, who's next?" Roy asked, smiling at Hawkeye

"Who's birthdays's closer?" Ed asked.

"Fuck you!" Havoc yelled, and kicked off his boots. "Okay, Al, give me your worst." The suit of armor looked out of place with the tiny spinner, but still again said, "Right foot red. Left foot yellow. Right hand yellow. Left hand green." Havoc looked at the mat with Roy in disbelief. "That means I'm ontop of him."

"I QUIT!" Mustang yelled. "It's the rules, Colonel. You don't want to break the rules do you?" Ed said wickedly. Havoc grumbled something, grimaced, and took his place on the mat.

"You're breathing on my neck.", "GET OFF!", and other mangled cries were shouted, causing everyone else to laugh.

"Ed, shut up! Besides, you're next." Choked out Havoc as he avoid touching Mustang anywhere.

"Alrighty then! Al, whats up?"

"what? Err brother? Everything Red." Ed grinned, "YES! RED is the Best bad ass, tough guy colour ever!"

"Shut up Fullmetal..."

Of course Ed stopped grinning stupidly after he realized how hard it was to have everything on red. "Curse you AL! Do you want ME to lose to a bunch of morons!" "Watch it Ed..." muttered Breda as he walked up to the mat. "Oh god hurry up... My legs are on fire!" whimpered Havoc, still overly concerned with not touching Roy. Al looked happy as ever, so Havoc stopped complaing out loud shortly after that, "stupid me and my stupid caring..."

"OK! Breda, you got left foot blue. Right hand green. Left hand blue. Right foot red."

"Squish me and die..." Whispered Roy as Breda stumbled over Roy and Havoc. "Hey you guys?" asked Falman catiously, "uhh. Where did Feury go... is he coming back again?" "SSHSHHHHH!" Shushed Everyone as Ed's eye twitched creepily. "feuurrryyy wiiilllll dddiiiieeee..." "brothhher! YOU MOVED! YOU LOOOSSSSTTTT!" scream Aphonse while pointing an accusing finger at Ed. "NO I DIDN'T I DESERVE A SECOND SHOT AT IT!" "Oh, but fullmetal. We don't want to break any rules, do we?" Roy taunted. So with that, Ed got off the mat, being sure to shake it as much as possible beforehand to piss Roy off. "Ahh! Ed stop! You twerp!" "you pervert!" yelled Havoc to Mustang, "YOU TOUCHED ME!" "havoc. You have been breathing down my neck for a verrry longgg time." "Okay so what do we suppose we do about it?" Havoc asked. "Uh? umm! err. I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!" Cried Al in a panic. "Really? Oh well then," said Mustang as Ed tried to calm the hysterical Al, "I say that we have another person step in for fullmetal! what was he? Everything red? Why, Riza? What don't you take over for Ed?" "She's not stupid..." Ed muttered. "shuddup Edward." whispered Roy back, "So Riza? What do you say... we don;t know how long we will be in here for, so we might as well have some fun. This is only day two..." Riza grinned "Falman should take Ed's place." Falman clapped happily. "Yay I get to play now!"

"No, oh god no!" Havoc yelled, who was facing red.

"You needed a replacement. Use Falman." Falman hapily arranged himself on all red.

"GET YOUR ASS OUT OF MY FACE FALMAN!" Havoc yelled as his arms slipped and he crashed ontop of Roy. "GET OFF, GET OFF, GET THE FUCK OFF!" Roy said squirming out from underneath. Al clapped. "Mr Mustang and Mr Havoc are out!" "HA! In your FACE MUSTANG!" "what are you talking about Fullmetal? You do realize you still got out first?" "Welll... IT WASN'T FAIR.." "Does that mean i won?" asked Falman innocently. "No... Breda's still in." replied Al. "Huh? Really?" "why... Do... you... seem... soo... suprised?" huffed Breda, who was now looking extremely tired. Mustang and Havoc coughed, "nooo reeeaaasssooonnn." "Miss Riza! Are you sure you don't want to play? It's really fun..." Riza smiled at the soul in the armor, "Yes, Al, I'm sure. Why don't i take over refereeing and you can play a bit?" "...I- i Don't know... What if i fall and crush someone?" Ed snickered, "go ahead Al. I wanna see that! But seriously you should have some fun."

So with that a new game of twister began, with Riza sitting on the desk governing the moves and rules. She noted the snow being halfway up the window, and shivered. She wondered how long it would take to get the Hell out of the cold, snowed in, powerless HQ.

"Mustang. Give me your coat. I'm cold." demanded Edward. "Yeah, and i'm not... You have your own coat Ed." "Oh, brother! Are you ok? Is your au-" "IT's fine Al." "HA! Al you moved!" Screamed Breda, as Al's hand slipped. "AHH!" everyone screamed as a very heavy suit of armor fell on the unsuspecting victems. "Well, thats that for Twister I think." Said Mustang as Al appologized over and over to Breda and Falman and Havoc. "So now what?" asked Feury who had only recently been allowed back in the room, "It is getting colder and we don't have any food." "Shut up Feury!" and as to back feury up Falman's stomach started to growl. "What are we going to do about food? I'm starviing," Breda complained now as it seemed appropriate. "There's a food storage in the basement. We should go before it gets dark..." Riza said. "So who goes? We can't all go, and if just the Boss and Hawkeye goes, we'll eventually have another mouth to feed."

"Wait, wha-" Al asked.

"Forget it," Roy mumbled.

"Oh I know! We could each team up in twos, and draw names to see who goes," Falman said. "We aren't playing sports, Falman," Ed said harshily. "But it'll work, seeing as we have an even number of people here," Roy said. So with that, 'teams' were made: Roy and Riza; Ed and Al; Feury and Falman; and Havoc and Breda.

"So now what?"

Falman scratched his head. "Uh... I dunno." "Great. Who does?" Roy asked. "Just put the name of the groups in a hat or something." "Okay, genius, what fucking hat?" Riza sighed, and walked literally two steps from Mustang was standing to the coat rack, where a hat hung. She picked it up and threw it at Roy. "Thanks, hon." He mumbled as he sat at his desk and scribbled down names furiously.

"Okay, fullmetal. Draw." Ed made a face, and reached into the hat and took a hunk of paper out. "Bastard and Hawkeye." Roy nodded. "Okay, I'll draw." Ed mubled to Al, "I already feel bad for the poor suckers stuck with them-" "Oh lucky day, Ed. You've joined the search party," Roy said, waving the paper over his head. "FUCK NO! THATS A FLUKE!"

"Hurry up I'm huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuungry," Falman complained. Ed glared, "If we die down there because of these two... ITS YOUR FAULT!" Falman shrugged, "have fun!"

So as Roy, Riza, Ed and Al ventured down into the basement, Al couldn't help but notice something about Riza. So as to not embarress her, he decided to ask her later... but ended up doing it anyways. "Miss Riza? Did you find some purple food dye?" "Al what are you talking about?" scoffed Ed. "Well," Al went on to say, "there is some purple food dye on her neck? How did you manage to get it there Riza?" "There's no purple food dye on her- OH MY GOD THERE IS! SICK! YOU PEOPLE DISGUST ME!" "Dammit ED! CALM DOWN! …. AND SHUT UP!" yelled Roy, as his and Riza's checks turned pink. "What! what is that mark? Brother?" "Noooo Wayyy in HELL am i explaining this... not now!" "Mr Mustang! Please What is going on?" Roy paled, "Ed! he's your brother... But if i must... When a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they-" and that's when Ed tackled Roy. "Ed, please get off the Colonel." Said Riza. Ed grimmaced, "yeah thats your job..." "ED!" "please someone tell me whats going on!" Lots more accusations and empty rounds were thrown around after that.

"ENOUGH!" shouted Riza as she fired some more bullets after the short blond alchemist. "Brother! HIDE!" "That's what i'm doing!" "Alright! EVERYONE SHUT UP!" yelled Roy as he stood and brushed himself off. "We are here to find food, not do fullmetal's dirty work. Sorry Al, ask your brother those questions." "OK!" said Al as happy as ever, addressing his questions to Ed. "Oh, hey, food!" Ed screamed to avoid any of Al's questions. "Damn, he's right!" Roy said, looking at a shelf full of food. "So, how do we carry it all?" Roy glanced at Al... Ed saw this glance. "NO WAY IN HELL ARE YOU USING MY BROTHER TOO CARRY ALL YOUR FOOD! YOU TWISTED, DERANGED MAN!" "sir, that doesn't seem like a good idea..." "I don't want to be used like that!" yelled Al. "Okay then, children. Grab an armful of food." Doing as Roy said, his two and a half subordinates gathered food. Roy went to open the door, and discovered it was locked. "WHAT THE HELL IS WITH THIS BUILDING AND DOORS THAT LOCK FROM THE INSIDE!" Ed hollered. "Oh that's right. This use to be an interrogation room," Hawkeye mused. "And the closet?" Ed asked. "Ever heard of the 'Don't ask, Don't tell' policy, kid?" Roy asked as he sat on the floor and Ed maniacally tried to transmute. "Its no use. These doors have been fitted with special alchemy to forgo use of Alchemy on them," Roy said to the furious alchemist as Riza took her place beside him. "Then burn it down!" "Do I look like I can afford to do that?" Roy askd mid yawn.

"Oh, god, Al. We are stuck down here with a make out machine and no way out." "Ed, come on... If we are going to be stuck in here could you at least be civil?" "No." "Ed?" whispered Al. "Yeah?" "did you see something move on the floor." Roy looked down, "Huh... it's just a spider." "!" Alphonse screamed while clinging onto Ed, which looked pretty funny, "Al, are you still freaked out by spiders?" "OF COURSE! THEY ARE DISGUSTING AND CREEPY AND... you know..." "No i don't know..." Ed chuckled darkly, "Let's just say Al had a bad experience with spiders when he was little... Besides Al you aren't scared of the Bastard Colonel... And he's disgusting and creepy and shit." That earned Ed a whack over the head from Roy. "Doesn't anyone have anything to contact Havoc with?" said Al, "Oh, god... What if the spider goes into my armor!" "Al, don't worry about it!" said Ed as Al hugged him ever harder and tried to avoid the ground, Ed turned to Riza, "Help me.. How do we get the attention of the people upstairs?"

I have an idea , Roy thought, but i doubt it's appropriate. "Uhm," Roy said. "Why doesn't someone scream or something. Besides theres a spider down here." For saying that, Roy got a boot chucked at him. "YOU SICK BASTARD!" Roy laughed. "Your mind's pretty fucked up, kid." Riza shot a glare at Roy. Watch what you say, was all she mouthed at him.

After around half an hour, the four started to get restless and Al kept asking Ed if it was cold. "It's FINE Al, stop worrying..." "But Brother, you're looking a little paler... Does it hurt?" "A bit but it's FINE!" they whispered. "Fullmetal?" asked Roy who had appeared behind the brothers, "What does he mean, 'Does it hurt?'" Ry put a hand n the shoulder made of metal, which caused Ed to gasp in pain. Riza immedeatley clued in, and shrugged off her jacket and wrapped it around Ed's mechanical arm. Roy's eyes widened. "Fullmetal..." "i-it's nothing... just gets a little sore when it's cold..." "Brother! you told me it wasn't too cold. You could get frostbite!" "Fullmetal..." Roy growled while pinching the bridge of his nose, "Why didn't you tell us?" Ed tried frantically to move away as Roy sat next to him and put his arms around him, inviting Riza to do the same "WHY ARE YOU TOUCHING ME!" "shut up Ed, i'm not happy about it either... but it's better than you getting frostbite." That earned Roy a quick smile from Riza, as she also sat down next to Ed and wrapped her arms around him. "You need to stay warm Ed. So please stop squirming." she added gently as he slowly stopped cursing and moving. "Fine... Just NEVER. TELL. HAVOC!" Roy chuckled, "you have my word." And with that Ed stopped squirming and even leaned on Roy a little, teeny, tiny bit. Roy looked surprised as Ed started to drift off.