Incident 10
(A/N: Last chapter, y'all! This has been fun, but I've got some other stories that I need to focus on! Thanks for stickin' with me!)
Like I've said before, there were very few times when Edward could walk out the door he hadn't knocked on gleefully. This is another one of those times when he did.
This incident takes place a little while after the Promised Day, so we're skipping ahead a little. Colonel Mustang's vision has been returned, Havoc's legs are in working order, and Lieutenant Hawkeye is back on her feet.
Speaking of... Riza Hawkeye had been forced by her grandfather to take a couple weeks off, outside of her hospitalization, to relax. While the Lieutenant wasn't happy about, she wasn't going to argue. General Grumman was as stubborn as she was, maybe even more so. It wouldn't do any good to argue with him.
And so Riza sat at home most days, or walked Hayate around the rebuilding city of Central. It was good to see that the citizens had been able to work together in order to get everything together. Nothing was better than that.
Well... almost nothing. Sleeping in after a late night was as good as that. Which was what Riza was doing now, half asleep at home. The only thing that could've made it better was sleeping in her bed instead of on the couch, but oh well. That's what she got for staying up so late on the couch.
So it was in this position that Edward discovered her. Knowing full well that Hawkeye happened to have the worst bedhead in the world, Ed had come armed with Hughes's old camera. There was going to be blackmail for days if Ed managed to pull this off. And a bullet in the butt if he didn't, but oh well. Trying would be so worth it.
Riza was drowsing on the couch when Edward gently pushed open her door. She was known as the Hawk for a good reason, of course, but she had been off duty for a few weeks and her senses must have been getting dull. She didn't hear him.
So it was with as much stealth as the teen could muster that he crept into Riza's house, searching for her. It was very early in the morning, so he expected her to still be asleep. Bedroom was no good, of course, as we know. There, on the couch.
Ed grinned and pointed the camera in her direction. It was the click of the camera that did him in. Riza's eyes snapped open, and Ed jumped a good three feet in the air. He was out the door before you could say knife, and Riza chuckled. Oh well.
Anyone who dared laugh at that picture really would get a bullet in the butt. Or in the mouth. Either one worked.