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Title: Occupation
Rating: K/G
Pairing: N/A
Word Count: 178
Warning/s: None
Summary: Ed and Al get a job.
Dedication: All the people who reviewed this so far.
A/N: I HAVE AN EXCUSE! 1. See, this is my last year in high school, and I need to get at least 85 percent in both physics and English. Both of which I SUCK at. And there were lots of things due. 2. I have a very short obsession span. So my mind suddenly switches from one pairing to another, and before you know it I'm reading a manga about football. Go figure.
DISCLAIMER: Fullmetal Alchemist is property of someone else. Who? I don't care.
Having recently quit being dogs of the military, Ed and Al didn't know what to do with themselves.
They spent long hours trying to find any skills or talents they have.
Spent even longer trying to find all the many different occupations that would possibly match up with their skills.
Even went as far as to take Sheska's impromptu career quiz; it was good for a few laughs.
Roy was aware of Ed's and Al's efforts to find a new goal for them to reach for, though he was a bit hesitant at letting his new-found sons out into the world after their last adventures; and though Riza was adamant that he help them out, Roy had faith in his boys, and decided to sit back and let things take their course.
Which is why when both Ed and Al reported to his office one day, sporting matching military uniforms, Roy couldn't help but grin.
He has his sons close, where he could watch out for them; and the boys had something they could work on.
Everyone won.