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There was a knock on the door of colonel Roy Mustang's office and after getting a permission a dark haired man step in.
"Yo, Roy. We meet once again." The man said with a large smile on his this lips.
"Hello, Maes." Roy replied, standing up behind his desk. "And sorry for calling you here agian. But you see, the thing is that-"
"Oh, don't mention it." Maes cut in his friend's apology, waving his hand. "If someone understands your situation, it's me."
With that Maes shut the door and walked to Roy's desk. Or so he thought he shut it…
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Second lieutenant Jean Havoc walked towards his superior's office with a clip board in his hand and a toothpick between his lips. As he reached colonel's office, he noticed the door being open and was already pushing it, but then he heard talking inside the office and instead peeked in, in case that Mustang had some private meeting going on.
Havoc saw the back of young lieutenant colonel and decided to wait until he left, not daring to interrupt the two.
"So," Havoc heard Roy say. "Do you have it?"
What 'it'? Havoc thought. It sounded like the it was something important, since Roy had this weird pleading tune in his voice, as if a child waiting for their mom to give them candy.
"Yeah, just like you asked." Maes answered and pulled something out from the pocket of his coat and put it on Roy's desk.
Havoc couldn't really see what the thing was, but he saw Roy leaning a bit in and taking the item in his hand.
"Wow, there's a bit more of it than the last times." the man said. "How much do I owe you?"
Owed for what? Havoc wanted to know. Damn, if the guy would move just a bit to left…
Maes waved his hand again. "Nothing. I can see how tired you are, I just hope this help anything."
Tired? Now that he mentioned it, Havoc had also noticed colonel looking somehow wasted with his skin paler that usual and eyes hardly staying open.
A horrible thought crossed Havoc's mind. Could it be… was it that...?
Roy sighed. "Thank you. T really has been quite tough lately. I just hope it gets easier." The man chucked. "Especially now that I have this stuff again."
Stuff?
"Is it really okay to give me this much at once?"
Was Roy Mustang using drugs?!
"Believe already, we're fine." Maes insisted. "We have it enough for ourselves, too."
And Maes and Gracia too?
"And Elysia isn't that fond of it, either. Prefers fresh stuff, you know."
Havoc was so out of there.
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Riza's eyes fluttered open as she felt a light brush on her cheek. She looked up and saw Roy there, leaning over the back of the couch she was laying in.
"Hey, sleepy head," Roy said smiling warmly. "I have a surprise for you."
Riza smiled too, stretching her arms and letting out a smile yawn. "Sean Connery in a tuxedo?" she gave a shot.
"No, but how about a jar of that apple-cinnamon puree Gracia always makes and that you love so much?"
Riza's expression changed all so suddenly and she got on sitting position, quickly taking the jar Roy was offering her. Riza looked at the orange puree inside the glass jar with glittering eyes and then back at Roy.
"I love you, you know that?" she said, and just as Roy was about to reply and leaning further to give her a kiss, Riza was already busy with opening the jar. "Now get me a spoon, please."
"Spoon it is." Roy said and traipsed into the kitchen.
This one is for my mom who had this craving of apple puree while her pregnancy. And Sean Connery is the only right James Bond 3