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It had taken a while but Mustang had finally managed to find his way out of his paper work. And who better to greet him back to the world of the living but his best friend Maes Hughes?
"You really had me worried for a moment there." Hughes said from his knelt down position in front of Roy. "I was hoping I hadn't killed you with your paperwork before I had a chance to speak with you."
"I've already told you I'm not getting married. I'm not going out with Riza and your not getting any wedding invitations. Do want to know why? Because I'm not getting married! Ever!" In one breath Roy had covered all the basic things Hughes would come down to his office for as of lately.
So he was extremely surprised when Hughes started laughing and patting him on his shoulder. "I didn't come down here to tell you to date Riza, which you should, or tell you to get married, which you will once you start dating Riza. I actually have a favor to ask of you."
"What kind of favor?" Mustang eyed his friend suspiciously. Not fully trusting Maes Hughes with anything since he told him Riza was his perfect match.
"You make it sound like your making a deal with the devil or something." Maes commented off handily at Roy's negative response. "First off I need to know if you're free all day Saturday."
"Maybe. All depends on what you want me to do."
"No trust I tell you. When did we drift so far apart my dear friend? What have I ever done to gain such suspicion?" Hughes asked. "Is this how you treat a life long friend when they come asking for a teeny tiny microscopic favor? When was the last time I asked anything from you?"
"You wanted to ask me for a favor?"
"Huh?" It took Hughes a minute to remember why he was there in the first place. When he finally regained his train of thought he snapped his fingers together. "Oh right! I need you to pick up an old friend of mine. She'll be arriving here by train at ten on Saturday morning. I told her I'd pick her up but forgot I was busy. So do you think you can pick her up and show her around for me? Keep her happy and show her some of the sights in case she wants to come back to town later."
"Why can't you pick this friend up? Or get Gracia to do it. I'm sure she would be happy to help you out." Mustang suggested.
At this Hughes got starry eyed and you could almost see a beam of light shine through the ceiling and onto him. If you squinted and looked at him in the right light you could swear that there were little floating hearts drifting around his very being. "You mean I haven't told you yet! It's wonderful! Elicia got the leading roll in her school play!"
Mustang groaned as he attempted to rebury himself in his avalanche of important military issued documents that required his signature. Why couldn't keep his big mouth shut? He just had to be so damn curious! He knew what curiosity did to the cat but he had to ask anyway! He should have known it had something to do with his little three-year-old daughter.
"… Gracia is making the costumes and I'm volunteered to help with the background scenery. Also I have to take pictures of them getting ready and rehearsing for the scrapbook they're making of the production process of the play. So I need you to pick up Ava for me at the train station." Hughes finished explaining.
"Who's Ava?"
"The friend of mine that you're going to pick up at the train station at ten on Saturday morning." Hughes grinned.
"When did I agree to any of that?"
"A little while ago."
"Oh. Okay…"
Looking at the clock that was hanging on the wall Hughes mentally ticked off the seconds as he mouthed off the numbers. "Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two… one…"
"Wait a second! I never agreed to anything of the sort!"