I bet you're all excited! Well you should be, this is my first upload in a while! OMG Vic Mignogna is coming to Seattle in 2013 which got me really excited because I am a Washingtonian that happens to live about an hour away! I'm going to definitely tell him about this story! Why? Because he came up with it! (Read previous ANs) I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Edward, his brother, or his real parents…nor do I own his fake parents…..

Ed: Why on earth does this Mignogna guy think he can change my heritage!?

Me: Don't diss Mignogna dude….you'll get mauled by thousands of anime nerds

Roy: I think it's pretty cool. I mean, if Ed's our son I definitely scored with Hawkeye!

Riza: *Loads Shotgun*

Edward had just finished moving in to Roy's apartment with Al. Roy had just gotten a big promotion to General and got a bigger apartment to fit them all. Alphonse and Ed stayed in the same room of course, while Roy and Riza each had their own separate rooms.

Ed woke up on saturday, not realizing where he was until he remembered the past week. He scratched his head and yawned. He smelled breakfast and got out of bed, waking Al up. "C'mon Al! Breakfast!" He said excited.

"Brother, you woke me up for food?" Al asked, tired.

"Yep. Rise and shine!" Edward smiled. They made their way out to the kitchen and saw Roy standing next to the stove with a frying pan.

"Oh my god, he can cook." Ed gasped.

"Edward, it's saturday, give it a rest." Roy sighed. "And I can cook just fine thank you!" He said.

"Uh huh." Ed told him.

"Okay then, can you do this?" He asked. He took the frying pan off the stove, and the flame went with it. "I don't even need to have this on the stove, I can control the flames." He said.

"Can you flip the pancakes without setting them on fire?" Ed asked mischievously.

"Yep." He said, flipping the pancakes up to the ceiling and catching them back in the pan.

"Can you crack eggs into a pan without getting the shell in?"

"That's easy." Roy said, taking another frying pan and cracking the eggs.

"Now, flip 'em at the same time." Edward smiled.

"You know, you're not a very amused kid are you?"

"I'm sure you weren't either, Dad." He teased.

Roy sighed, and took the frying pans, one in each hand, and flipped their contents into the air. The eggs landed in their pan as intended, but Roy stared dumbfounded at the other pan. Where were the pancakes?

Ed and Al stared beyond him, looking guilty and terrified.

"What?" Roy asked, and then he turned around. Riza stood behind him with her coffee in one hand, and a pancake in her face. It slid off and landed in her coffee, revealing an unamused glare. "Oh my god Riza, I'm so sorry!" He said. He pulled the pancake from her cup and set it back in the frying pan.

"Care to explain that Roy?" She asked.

"It was our son Riza! He challenged me!" Roy said.

"HEY!" Ed protested.

"Brother, you did start it…." Al said.

"Not you too Al!" Ed complained. "Come on! He's the one that flipped it in her face!"

"Because of you!" Roy said back.

Riza walked forward and set her coffee to the side. She grabbed both of them, and drug them to the table. "You two are going to stay here, and be quiet for the rest of the morning." She said.

"Yes Mom." Edward sighed.

Alphonse snickered and helped Riza make replacement pancakes.

Edward and Roy ate in silence, as told, while Riza and Al were talking about their upcoming family trip.

"I hear that the woods near Risembool are especially nice this year." Riza said.

"They are. Ed and I would play there all the time when our mom was still alive." He said. Then he realized "Oh…sorry um..my mom I guess." He told her when she frowned slightly.

Ed looked up from his cereal. He turned back and kept eating, but reached his automail arm out to take Riza's hand.

Riza looked at him in surprise, and smiled, eating her toast. Alphonse watched them, and frowned. Ed looked up at him. "What's the matter Al?" He asked.

"Oh, uh, nothing." He said, going back to his own breakfast.

Ed stared at him for a few seconds, then released Riza's hand and put his plate and cup in the sink. He started to walk out when he heard Riza calling him back.

"Ah ah ah Edward." She said. "You and Roy are going to wash the dishes." She said, daintily putting her plate in the sink.

Roy and Ed both sighed. He and Al put their things in the sink, and Roy rolled up his sleeves. "Alright Ed, I'll wash, you dry." he said, filling the sink with soapy water.

"Right." Edward sighed.

Roy waited until Riza and Al were gone, then stared into the soapy water as he scrubbed the plates. "Edward, can I ask you something?" Roy asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah sure." Edward said, wiping off the plate that Roy handed him.

"Are you….happy….with us?" He asked.

Edward froze. "Wh-what?"

"Are you happy with us? He asked again. "I mean, are you glad you have us or, do you wish you had Trisha back?" He said.

"I…"

"It's okay if you can't answer." Roy said. "It's just. I feel like maybe….we should have let you get on with your life. You seemed happy enough just living with Alphonse. I'm still trying to debate if we did the right thing." He told him.

Edward stared at him in shock. "No, I'm happy!" He said. "I think it was good of you to tell me you know!" He said.

"Don't lie to me Ed." Roy frowned as he continued the dishes. "I'm not exactly an awesome dad to you and we both know it." He sighed.

"Better than that bastard I had before." He said under his breath.

Roy heard that, and smiled, just a little. He went back to frowning when he handed Ed another plate.

"But you know, Trisha was the first mother I ever knew. I loved her. She was my mother, even if it was a lie. I can't chose between you." He said.

"Edward, I might be wrong, but somehow I feel that you're really just doing this for our sake. I'm sorry but I know you could care less, you're just doing it to please us." Roy said.

Edward couldn't help but feel bad, he was partially right. There was Roy, separated from his son for more than a decade, and now finally reunited, it seemed that Ed probably would have been better off. Like Roy said, Ed had originally intended to do this to make them happy, but he was just using it to hide what he really felt. Being an orphan for many years, Ed was truly happy for the first time in so long. He finally had parents again, and he had both of them. Edward reached out with the towel to receive the next plate, but it never came. Ed heard a quiet sob and looked over at Roy, to see his head hung low over the sink, little drops falling into the water. Roy clenched the edge of the sink as more tears fell. Edward watched him in surprise. He'd never seen Roy cry before. Ed blinked at him, shocked. Roy covered his face with his hand, and turned away from Ed.

Edward continued to stare, and contemplated what exactly to do. "A-Are you okay? Dad?" He asked.

"Edward….is it raining outside?" Roy asked, still turned away.

Ed pushed the curtains out of the way slightly to look out the window. He withdrew and turned back to face his father, his head also down a bit. "N-No, it isn't."

"It sure feels like it." Roy said, still silently crying. They stood in silence for a few seconds, until Edward spoke.

"Um…..D-Dad?" He asked.

Roy lifted his head and turned to face Ed, and gasped as the teen hugged him suddenly. He held his arms in the air for a second, and then hugged Edward back. The two stood there hugging for a while, until they realized who they were hugging. They jumped apart and went back to dishes.

"So." Roy said. He coughed and continued. "Fullmetal, er, how was breakfast."

"Good, considering my father sucks at cooking." Edward laughed.

"HEY!" Roy yelled.

Riza smiled and went back into the living room. "Those two…." She laughed quietly.


"So Ed, do you have your driver's license yet?" Roy asked.

"Are you kidding me?" Edward asked. "No."

"Well, do you want me to teach you to drive?" Roy asked.

"Why would I want that?" Ed asked.

"Hey, It's a fatherly thing to teach your son to drive! C'mon Ed, I'm really trying here!" He said.

Ed thought about. "Yeah, okay." He said, putting the last of the dishes away. "When?"

"Whenever you want." He replied.

"Okay, then how about now?" Ed asked in his usual Edward-ish tone.

"Seriously?" Roy asked in surprise.

"Why not?" Ed asked mischievously.

Roy watched him skeptically as they walked outside after showering and getting dressed. Roy unlocked his car, a white model, a color rarely seen, if ever, in Amestris. It must have cost him a good deal of money. Roy got into the passenger's seat, and noticed a bit of discomfort on Ed's face.

"What's the matter Edward, too short to reach the pedals?" Roy asked.

"HEY! WHO ARE YOU CALLING SHORT?" Ed yelled.

Roy thought for a minute, then took Ed's automail arm. "I seem to remember that your brother told me your growth was stunted because your automail was weighing you down. We'll go get that fixed okay?" Roy asked. "In the mean time, slide your seat forward a little, it'll make it a bit easier for you." He said.

Edward did as he said, and was surprised that Roy started to care a bit more about his height! "You'd do that for me?" Ed asked, looking at his fake arm. "You'd get my automail fixed just because of my height?"

"Of course Edward. It bothers you so much that you're a little shorter than most kids your age and we know why, so why not do something about it?"

"Well, it just doesn't seem like something you'd do." Ed asked.

"Edward, I know you never thought very highly of me, quote 'Morally bankrupt Colonel with a god complex.' But I think very much of you. You're my son, of course I want you to be happy." He said. He waited a while before asking. "Are we going to sit here Ed, or are we going to actually get a driving lesson going?" Roy asked.

"Oh, uh yeah!" Edward said, starting the engine and backing out of the parking space.

Roy stared at him in confusion. "It looks like you can drive just fine Edward, how do you know how to drive?"

Ed turned red and shrunk down. "Well, on the days I came to see you between journeys, I stole your keys and taught myself to drive." He confessed.

"You put that dent in my brand new car?!" Roy asked, furious. "Dammit Edward!"

"If makes you feel any better, it was before I knew you were my father…." Edward said, guilty. "And It was already after I was sixteen."

"If you know how to drive, then why'd you agree to it?"

"Because….I want to try to." He said.

"What?" Roy asked.

"You wanted to do it to get closer as father and son right? Well, maybe…..I want that too…." Ed told him quietly. Roy stared at him, surprised, then happy.

"I'm glad Edward." He said, looking out the window, a faint smile on his face.

Edward left the parking lot of the apartment building, and drove around a bit. All of a sudden, Roy got a look of distress on his face.

"What's wrong? I'm not that bad am I?" Edward asked, stopping to let someone else turn.

"No. I left some papers on my desk that I was supposed to take home." He said. "I don't want Riza to find out I slacked off and forgot them, Drive to H.Q."

Edward sighed. "You're hopeless." He said, turning onto the road to go to Roy's office.


Ed opted out of going inside once they got there, and just stood next to the car to wait for Roy. He fidgeted about and played with the keys in his pocket. Some soldiers were leaving, and Ed recognized them instantly. The local military assholes. They spotted him, and Ed turned away. "Dammit." He sighed.

"Hey! Elric!" They laughed. "Or, I guess Mustang huh?!"

"Go away." Edward sighed. "Or I'll kick your asses just like last time." Edward told them.

One of them cleared his throat, remembering when Ed broke his wrist for making fun of Alphonse.

"You should know not to mess with us! We're stronger now, you can't take all of us!" The leader shouted.

"Wanna bet?" Ed asked.

"Sure." The man yelled, swinging at Ed.

Edward dodged, and a few minutes later, managed to knock most of them down, or out completely, before he was grabbed from behind, and the tall man held him up off the ground. Ed struggled and kicked. "Lemme go! I'll make you sorry!" He yelled at them.

"We warned you." The leader smiled, wiping the blood from his mouth. He swung at Ed again, who was being held. Edward closed his eyes tightly, expecting a hard punch, but nothing happened. He opened his eyes to see Roy standing there, holding the man's fist tightly, with the other hand gloved and outstretched, ready to light the man on fire.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Roy asked.

"G-General Mustang!" The man who held Edward squeaked, and dropped him on the pavement.

Ed stood up and glared at him, brushing himself off.

"Are you alright Edward?" Roy asked.

"Yeah." he said sourly.

"You men are going to go home, and expect demotions the next time you come into Head Quarters." Roy said. "And you stay the hell away from my son. Are we clear?" He asked, his fingers poised to snap.

"Yes Sir!" They said.

"Get out of my sight." Roy said, before turning back to Edward. "I'll drive, okay?" He asked. The group of men picked up their comrades and ran away.

"Yeah whatever." Edward said.

They were homebound when Roy noticed Ed's foul mood. "What's wrong?"

"I can't believe you had to come and save me. I didn't need saving." Ed told him, staring out the window instead of looking at him.

"You need to learn to accept help." Roy said.

"I didn't need anyone to fight for me." Edward said. "I was two seconds away of getting free."

"Or getting punched." Roy argued.

"I can take hits!" Edward yelled. "I'm not weak!"

"I never said you were Edward! What did you say to them?"

"They came at me and I defended myself." He said.

"But?" Roy asked, knowing it wasn't the whole story.

"I egged them on…" He confessed. "But they started it!" He said.

Roy sighed. "Edward…"

"Hey look: I'm sorry I'm not like you, the great commander General Roy Mustang, okay? Those jerks were two ranks bellow me and they didn't give a damn! I'm sorry I can't intimidate them and have them run away with their tails between their legs like you can!" Edward said to him.

Roy held the steering wheel tighter "You're more like me than I'm comfortable with." He said. "I used to be the exact same way."

"Then don't lecture me!" Ed said.

"I'm not." Roy said calmly. "You're the one yelling at me." He said.

Edward paused, then went back to staring out the window. "Whatever."

Roy couldn't yell back. Before, yelling at Ed was a regular thing, he'd always have something to yell about, and it used to come easy to him. "Look, Edward." He said calmly. "I'm sorry." He said.

Edward stopped brooding to look over at Mustang. "Why? It's my fault." he said.

"No, I knew you could handle it, I jumped in on impulse." He confessed.

"Why bother?" Ed asked, annoyed.

"Because I'm your father Edward!" Roy yelled at him. Ed's eyes widened, and Roy stopped the car. "We're home." he said, immediately getting out of the car.

Edward sat there, stunned. It was a good five minutes before he too got out of the car. When he got inside, he went to his room and locked the door. He laid on his bed, and stared at a picture on Alphonse's side table. It was a picture of them and Trisha. He sighed, and continued his brooding.

Meanwhile, Roy was angrily flipping his way through the newspaper in the kitchen.

Alphonse and Riza stood behind the corner.

"What happened to him?" Al asked.

"I think he and Edward got in a fight, I heard them yelling outside." Riza said.

Alphonse watched Roy, and continued talking. "Do you think we can help?" He asked Riza.

"Well, I know how to deal with Roy, and you know how to deal with Edward, so maybe we can give them tips on how to deal with each other. We tell them how to handle the other's feelings and how they should talk to each other so they don't get mad all the time."

"One doesn't simply 'handle' Brother." Alphonse said. "He's a pretty complicated person Ms. Hawkeye."

"Same with Roy." she countered.

"Like father like son." Al said. "Okay. I'm pretty sure Ed locked himself in his room."

"Alright. Good luck Alphonse." She smiled, patting his back.

Al smiled sadly, and went to talk to Mustang.


Riza made her way to Ed's room, and knocked.

"What?"

"Edward. It's Mom." She said. She heard the lock click and Ed opened the door. "Hello Edward." She smiled. Ed seemed like he didn't want to look her in the eyes. "Edward, what's wrong? Come on, you can tell me." She said.

"How do you stand him?" Ed asked. "Every single damn day. How do you do it?"

Riza chuckled and came inside. She sat on the bed, and Ed joined her. "I can't stand him sometimes, but he's a good man Edward. Now, tell me what happened."

"We had to stop by H.Q. and the regular jerks came by and picked a fight with me while he was inside."

"And then what?" She asked, concerned.

"I took most of them out, and one grabbed me. I was about to get punched and he jumped in front of me!" Edward said, angry.

"Roy jumped in front of you?" She asked.

"Yeah, had his gloves out and everything." Edward told her. "I swear if he hadn't caught the guy's fist he'd have a black eye right now."

"What did he do?"

"He absolutely scared the crap out of them!" Ed said, furious. "I could have handled it! And he made me look weak!"

"Edward, he was just trying to protect you. You need to understand that he's being a father. What father in his right mind is going to stand by while his son gets beat up?" Riza asked. "If I were there, I'd have had my gun out and pointed at someone's head."

"No no no no, you don't understand! He made it worse." Edward told him. "Now, they'll come back to me, making fun of me because he had to step in. They'll tell me I'm weak because now they have the impression that I can't fight my own battles!"

"Edward, does it matter what they think of you? The Edward I know would leave them to be jerks and get on with his life." Riza told him. "You also need to get the bad impressions of him out of your mind. He did that to make sure you stayed well enough away, so you didn't learn the truth." She said.

"I can't believe you expect me to just forget everything!" Edward said, tears growing in his eyes. "I can't just forget the way he treated me." He told her.

Riza frowned. "I'm sorry Edward."

"It's just so hard adjusting to this!" Edward said, bursting into tears. He hugged Riza tightly and sobbed into her shirt. "I'm so confused! He's been a jerk to me for so long, now he's trying to act like the father he needs to be for me." He cried.

"I know Edward, it's tough. But, I'm wasn't exactly Mom to you. I wasn't always kind to you." Riza said.

"No, you were always my mom." Edward told her. "When I was still under the impression that Trisha was my mother, you immediately filled that position in my life when I joined the military, though we weren't that close."

"Thank you Edward." She said. "You know, we're going to use our trip next week to get closer okay? We'll work on it and we'll get through it together alright? I don't want you to have to do this by yourself."

"Yeah." Ed agreed, wiping his eyes. The two sat there for a little, and Riza put a caring hand on Ed's shoulder.

"Um. Mr. Mustang?" Alphonse asked, walking up to Roy.

"Yes Alphonse?" Roy asked, not in the mood to talk.

"Can you tell me what happened with you and Brother?"

"We were at H.Q. I went inside to grab something I'd forgotten there yesterday. When I came out, a large man had Edward and another guy was about to punch him in the face! I got in between them, and stopped the fight."

"Mmm Hmm." Al nodded.

"And we get into the car and he blows up at me! I'm his father, what was I supposed to do, stand there and watch?!" Roy asked.

"Brother can be stubborn when it comes to things like that Mr. Mustang." Alphonse said. "He believes that he doesn't need help with anything, especially fights."

"I know that. I guess we're both trying to get used to living with each other. But, earlier…for the first time ever, I felt….close to him. I thought we were really doing well with the whole father/son thing, and then that happened."

"What happened earlier?" Al asked.

"We talked about his feelings, you know, how it feels to have parents again." he said. "I asked him a few questions, and we went back to being normal, and I offered to teach him how to drive. Well, we were in the car and I remembered something you told me about his automail weighing him down and stunting his growth, so I offered to take him to Winry and pay for lighter prosthetics."

"Wow! Really?" Al asked. "I'm sure it really meant a lot to him." Al smiled.

"You think? He seemed more surprised than happy." Roy said.

"Of course. You know how he is with his height." Al said. They were silent for a second before Al spoke again "He couldn't reach the pedals, could he?"

"Nope." Roy told him. "I had him pull the seat forward. He drove alright though."

Al smiled. "I think he's more of in shock than angry at you, because he does have a deep sense of respect for you, but he'd often complain about things you said, and I have to admit sometimes you went a bit too far, but I think he's still trying to register the fact that you are indeed his father, and I think the transition has been a bit ruff on him." Al said.

"I think you're right. Thank you Alphonse." Roy said. Al smiled at him cheerfully, then Riza and Edward came into the kitchen, and everyone looked at each other.

Edward stepped forward to look Roy in the eyes. "I'm sorry that things have been going kind of choppy, but I'm still adjusting, and I don't mean to get angry at you, and I think if we both try hard enough we can make this work and we'll get closer."

"I'm sorry also, I didn't realize how big of a change this was and I thought you'd gotten over it mostly, but Ed, you're my son and no matter how much we piss each other off, we'll always be a family okay?" Roy asked.

"Yeah." Ed smiled.

Riza and Al smiled at each other, and Roy and Edward looked at each other with confidence. Everyone turned to look at each other, and they had a little group hug before they sat down and started talking about plans for their trip the next week.

After Alphonse went to sleep that night, Edward took out a small flashlight and started writing down things in a notebook.

-The Journal of Edward Elric's life-

-Section 7-

-Roy Mustang-

Personality in a few short words:

On the surface:

Asshole

Bastard

Jerk

Morally Bankrupt

God Complex

Massive Ego

Womanizer

Really:

Respectable

Great Man

Honorable

Kind

→Dad← (It's a new development)

*Stupid Upload, not allowing my fancy hand writting text for Ed's journal* Well?! Great Number 3 huh? I had the beginning up to the point where Ed actually starts driving sitting on my desktop for a while, and I finally finish. Great restart after a long upload hiatus! Yay! Support Parental Roy/Ed by Reviewing please