After watching Katekyou Hitman Reborn! I had an urge to include the word 'Extreme' in the chapter as many times as I can but I managed to repress said urge and only include one variation of said word.

And now serious business time. I want to thank all the reviewers and yes, the reasons you guys suggested will be used later on (I need to get to 100 reasons and every single one of them is helping me get there).

I hope you'll enjoy the chapter... to the EXTREME!

OnotoriousK


So Cute!

Hawkeye smiled to herself as she watched her superior work quietly. "Maybe something good would come out of this ridiculous bet". The phone rang, making the scenario in her mind go down the drain as a somewhat cosmic scheme started to roll.

The colonel picked up the telephone after the second ring, "Hello, Colonel Roy Mustang speaking" "Oh, Roy, you don't have to be so formal!" the all too familiar voice said cheerfully through the phone, "the only form of formal that should exist is the formal dress that Elicia wore for her kindergarten dance! Isn't that cute?".'He caught me! Again, he caught me near the phone! If only I could get out of the office…" The alchemist rested (Although it looked more like threw) the phone back to its place. "I'm going for a walk" The flame alchemist said, yet he was put to a stop by a firm leg that tripped him.

"What the…" "I don't think that walking around is your top priority while there is still an abnormally large pile of paperwork still on your desk, sir" The owner of the (extremely long, Mustang noted) firm leg that tripped the colonel said while returning to her normal sitting position. Cursing under his breath, Roy returned to his sit just in time to hear the phone on the right side of his desk ring again. After the fifth ring and a mean glare from his female lieutenant, the colonel picked up the phone. "Oi Roy! What took you so long? I think our last call was cut off… so… where was I? Oh! That's right! Some boys tried to annoy Elicia…" Over the sound of his best friend's grumblings, the flame alchemist groaned loudly (gone unnoticed by Hughes, who just kept talking). Scribbling something on a small note, the colonel turned to look at Havoc. "This" he said as he passed the small note to the chain smoker, "Is a marvelous reason to hate paper work". The blonde man looked curiously at the note. Seeing what was written in the small piece of paper sent Havoc smiling so widely that his cigarette came dangerously close to falling out of his mouth as he searched for the (by now notorious) list. Glancing side ways, Hawkeye saw what was scribbled in her superior's messy handwriting: 'Paperwork gives Hughes opportunities to catch my near the office phone'.

The sun outside was sinking into to the horizon, making the almost empty office look somewhat melancholic. Riza turned her head to look at her superior. The man has been chatting (or more like trying to end the conversation) with his best friend all day, but the man on the other side of the phone had lungs made of steel and left no space for Roy to try and force him off the phone. The pile on the man's table remained untouched through the whole conversation, of course. 'But', the sharpshooter admitted silently to her, 'it's not his fault…well, at least not this time'. Hawkeye stood up suddenly making her superior, who was not paying attention to the man loudly chatting to him over the other side of the phone, a bit alert and confused, both emotions easily detected across his face as he looked at her.

Taking the phone out of the alchemist's hand and putting it close to her ear, the blonde women prepared herself for her next action by taking a deep breath. "Major Hughes! Please don't use the military line for personal calls, especially personal calls that disturbed the colonel from doing his job!" "Well, Hello Ri…" before he could complete the sentence, Hawkeye slammed the phone back to its place, leaving her superior slightly amused at the not-quite outburst his lieutenant displayed. Seeing the smug look on her superior's face, Hawkeye strictly pointed on the humongous pile of paper work still on the desk, making the smirk on Mustang's face vanish. "I'll take half of it," Hawkeye said, causing the smile to reappear on the alchemist's face, "But it is the positive side to your earlier nonsense of a reason". "H…how did you know about it?" The alarmed man said as he watched his lieutenant (who took his second of silence as an agreement) making her way back to her desk. "Sir," she said as she turned around to face him, "You told me to watch your back and from there I can easily look over your shoulder".


As can easily be seen in the AN above I'm trying to put all the 'Extreme' I had in me into the the ANs so please excuse my EXTREME problem.

I feel a bit repetitve but reviews would be EXTREMEly appreciated.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter.

OnotoriousK