Author's note: I do not own FMA or its characters. This is AU, and I've changed the timeline somewhat.
Something Right
Roy Mustang had often dreamed of having Riza Hawkeye in his bed. Of course, his dreams hadn't included a kitten, a puppy, and the Elric brothers, but he would take what he could get. It was a good thing that his bed was one of those four posted monstrosities. They had plenty of room at least.
At the beginning of the evening, the bed had just held himself and Riza. There had been a fire at her apartment building, and while her apartment was fine, the entire building had been closed for repairs. He'd offered his home to her and the boys as a place to stay. He'd forgotten that there were only two bedrooms.
Anyway, after reading the boys two chapters of The Count of Monte Cristo, he'd returned to his room to find Riza curled up on what she had obviously decided was her side of the bed. He'd turned out the light and tried to go to sleep. About a half an hour later, the puppy had found his way into the room and onto the bed. Roy really hadn't minded that and had managed to doze off.
Then the rain outside had turned into a thunderstorm, startling Al out of his sleep. He had promptly climbed into bed with them, and where Al went, so did his kitten. Ed had some how realize his brother wasn't in their bedroom and had coming pounding into the room, ready to tear the apartment apart looking for Al. And there really was no sleeping after that.
So now he was propped up against the headboard reading from The Count of Monte Cristo with Riza tucked up against his chest and Ed and Al leaning against her. Al had his kitten in his arms, and Hayate was sprawled across Roy's feet. This wasn't what he'd been expecting, but something about it felt right.
Theme: four posted bed