0.o Huh.
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Knock Knock! Roy Mustang sighed as he put his book down. 'Who the hell would be here this late?' Knock knock!
He stood up and walked across the room to the front door, opening it to reveal his six subordinates—and one of their brothers—completely soaked and shivering.
Roy crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, looking them up and down. "Anyone care to tell me why you are all standing on my doorway soaking wet this late at night?" he asked.
"Brother got another alchemist mad." Al replied as he wrung his ponytail of water. "And he busted a couple of pipes, meaning to flood only our room but ended up filling up the whole building with water."
"Yeah." Breida said, flashing Ed a glare. Ed looked down at his feet in obvious guilt.
"And I'm guessing you don't have anywhere else to go."
Riza nodded. "Yes, colonel. You're the only one we know that doesn't live in the dorms." She said.
"So…we were hoping we could sleep here, just until they clean up the dorms." said Havoc
Roy sighed and straightened, moving aside so they could get through the door. Fuery rushed in and ran to the fire. "WARM!"
Havoc sighed and flopped down on the leather couch. Roy hit him upside the head. "Do NOT sit on my couch when your all wet. There are towels in the upstairs closet. Go dry yourself off."
"I'll get them." Riza offered and ran upstairs.
Al flopped down on the floor next to Fuery. "Thanks, Colonel!"
Ed stood leaning against a wall and surveying the room. "Nice house." Roy grunted in reply and sat down on his couch.
After a minute or so of silence, Riza came down stairs carrying six towels. She threw one to each of the others and starting rubbing her own hair dry with her towel.
"I was thinking," Roy said, looking at the others. "Riza could take the guest room, one can take the couch, and the others'll have to sleep on the floor."
"Why does Hawkeye get the guest room?" Havoc asked, a slight whine to his voice.
"Cause I know you guys would fight over it and seeing how Riza has a gun, she'd win."
Breida shrugged. "Fair enough."
"Well, then I call couch!" Ed stated.
"Nuh uh. You're the reason we're in this mess. I call couch!" Breida argued.
"KITTY!" Al yelled, pouncing on the unsuspecting black cat that had walked into the room. "KITTYKITTYKITTYKITTY!"
"I didn't know you had a cat, colonel." Riza said, tilting her head and looking at the cat that Al was hugging to his chest.
"What's his name?" Al asked.
"Sparky." Roy answered.
"Sparky?" Havoc laughed.
Roy's eyes narrowed as he glared at Havoc. "Yes, Sparky. Have a problem with my cat's name?"
"Couldn't have come up with something better?"
"Get out." Roy said, his voice dangerously low. He pointed to the door. "If you're gonna make fun of my cat, then you can go find somewhere else to sleep!"
Riza sighed, deciding to interveine before Roy completely lost it and barbeued Havoc. "Havoc, shut up before you get us all kicked out."
Havoc crossed his arms and sighed. "Fine."
"We should watch a movie." Fuery said.
"Yeah! And popcorn. We need popcorn."
"Mmmm. Popcorn. Roy, could you get us some?"
"Yay! Sleepover!"
"KITTYKITTYKITTY!"
Roy looked from Breida and Ed, who were still fighting about who got the couch, to Al who was squishing his poor cat in a bear hug, and then to Havoc, Fuery and Riza, who where looking up at his expectedly.
He sighed and walked into the kitchen to make a bag of popcorn. This was going to be a long night.
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