Eyelids... Falling... Head... Hitting desk... ! Ok I'm up, ish. Really odd and messed up oneshot here. I was talking with my friend while writing this. Always refreshing talking to her XD Such funny occurrences happen :D Anyway.
Don't own FMA :(
AND MANY MANY MANY THANKS TO THE PEOPLE WHO'VE REVIEWED SO FAR (even if its been about 3-4 ^^' the reviews make me feel like I'm being given an extra dessert :D so -gives you all a large cookie of your choice-)
I've been meaning to thank you all but I've been in such a rush lately ^^' (lazy, so sue me. Let's see how your case upholds in court! MWAHAHA)
Day 7
One Mr. Roy Mustang sat at his desk, signing away his life as though the pen channeled ink via his blood through stacks and stacks of paper. The stacks dwindling, he pondered for a moment, "Whatever could I possibly be doing here? Signing papers and the like is such a boring job! I should find another! My life is being wasted here!"
Let's insert a screeching record sound here shall we?
Onto the main story!
Obviously, following the creation of video games (see previous chapter), our military official, Mustang, wants to take a break from paperwork (as usual). However, after the fiasco with Fuery, who claimed to have no knowledge of what occurred; video games had been banned from the entire base. I repeat, ENTIRE. BASE.
Moving on, we rest our attention upon one little miss. Elysia Hughes.
It's take your child to work day of course!
And this particular little girl just happens to have a GameToy SP in her hands!
She now faces the wrath of over 200 men and women in the base itching to have their paws grasp the wonderful gaming system and provide a relief from their constant work.
After all, the Fuhrer said nothing about outside non-employed members bringing in games since they had no idea concerning the latest enforcements on video games.
Needless to say, Hughes spent the whole day guarding his precious child from the dangerous mitts of his coworker.
"Daddy… Why does everyone look like a bear today?"
"Its… Bear day! That's it!"
"Then why don't you look like on- OH NO! My bunny thing died fighting another bunny thing!"
"Honey, why don't you stay with Shizka for an hour, Daddy has to go talk to someone about important things."
"Okay~!" The little girl went into the room Shizka occupied, diligently pouring her brain's contents onto paper after the library had gone up in flames months ago. Thankfully (for Hughes) she had no interest in gaming. A quick glance from him at her signified that she should lock her door and allow no one in for a time period. She furrowed her brow, but did so, as well as took a moment to look at the little girl involved in her game.
"HUGHES!"
"I figured this would happen… But I'm prepared. I WILL DEDICATE MY LIFE TO MY LOVELY DAUGHTER AND WIFE! I'VE HAD A GRAND LIFE! Thank you Gracia for adding more light in my life-" The prayer like thoughts continued as men and women rushed at him a few hallways away from his best friend's office. Knives were flung in all directions.
Finally he made it to the office, and just in time too because Roy happened to be taping something on the door.
Video Game Allowance Petition
"This… This is what they've been eyeing my little Gracia for…? Wasn't it Roy's fault to begin with?"
"Oh hello Maes, what brings you here?"
"ROOOOOOOY!" The angry shout seemed to quell the mob that threatened his very existence and shrank back slightly at the rather pissed man.
"Maybe… We should get out of here…" The collective whispers grew until suddenly, there was silence. Save for the sounds of running and screaming from Hughes and Mustang.
