Yay for IceFire Dragon Alchemist73 for getting it right, it was Ed's POV! Since the last chapter was so short, here's another right away to wet your palettes. Ready forrr:
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Chapter 13.

"Asshole prick dirt face poo-poo brain!" Kicking this can down the hall seemed to not be as annoying to others as I had predicted it would. Of course, I hadn't seen miss lieutenant Hawkeye today, so that would explain it. Then again, sergeants Havoc and Fury attempting to create a makeshift soccer game has no explanation whatsoever. There was something else that didn't have an explanation. How could someone do something like this? You just don't kiss and dip. Dip meaning leave, roll out, evacuate, not be around. That is completely illogical! Who the hell does that? Besides asshole prick dirt faced poo-poo brains like him.

Clink, clink goes the can down the hall thirty feet away from where I'm standing. Truly, I really can't stand him right now. I wanna punch him in the face so bad. Seriously, the next man I see I will hit him super hard. Let the next person that walks around this corner be a male. Hell, I don't care what they are. Let the aliens take me away, shit. I stuck my left foot out at the sound of footsteps, and for surely, that person went ker-splat as I like to put it.

Blonde hair went flying as the body somewhat floating in the sky for a second, but the not the blonde hair I would have wanted it to be. I felt kind of bad, but not really: "Sorry, Lieutenant Havoc."

"Bad day?" He mumbled with his face still in the ground.

"How could you tell?"

"I pull pranks on other people when I'm having a bad day, too." He pushed himself up, sitting Indian-style in the middle of the hallway. "Did you see what I did to Fury a week and a half ago?"

"No. What did you do?"

"It all started with his slice of morning toast..."

25 minutes and three stories later...

"And that was what happened to his left sock." I stood there, the gears in my head spinning as rapidly as they possibly could have. Where did Havoc keep all of these demonic ideas in his smoke-filled brain? Either way, this man was an overlooked genius, cigarettes or not. I could only nod in his presence, my mouth agape as he walked away, and lighting up another cigarette. A lightening bolt struck in the distance, illuminating the dimly lit hallways of HQ. Lightening without any rain? It could get dangerous out there, wherever he was...

Why do I care?

I was simply a sprinkle on the large cupcake that was his life. Even though he claimed to not like dairy, he loved chocolate cupcakes than life itself. Wait, no, that's me. "Damn, I wish I had a chocolate cupcake."

"Me too."

"With rainbow sprinkles." I didn't even care who decided to randomly start talking to me, but whoever it was was getting sick.

"Nah, with some orange crème icing."

"That's gross. Whipped cream icing."

"Hmm, agreed, that would be good. And a milkshake."

"Strawberry and Oreo, you read my mind!" As I whipped my head around to see who the mysteriously sick person was, all I saw was a black blur turn the corner. Ugh, now I really want a cupcake. And now I was really distraught, so I went on search for one of the only, if not the only, person that could help me with my problems. As I turned the corner to the corridor that held his office, it wasn't there. It had disappeared; there was just a wall where there should have been a hallway. What the hell? I turned around and realized that I was on the opposite side of the building; I was really out of it, today was not my day.

Instead, I caught up with the little can that I had previously been kicking down the hall. I found myself unconsciously kicking it back down the hall towards my corner, chanting. "Asshole prick dirt face poo-poo brain." It would have only taken five minutes at the rate I was going instead of the fifteen that it actually took due to my taking precautions at what I thought were gunshots stemming from Lieutenant Hawkeye's gun. I had a feeling that my can wouldn't have made her feel any better, so it was better for me and any innocent bystander to the incident to just take a small break. So once I finally got to my corner, I ended up missing the can, slipping and falling like Charlie Brown and screaming at the top of my lungs "SHIT."

"The bathroom's behind you." I turned and lo and behold, Edward was standing above me. I hit him the left shin, which was the closest to my arm. Instead of inflicting the pain I had intending, a stinging pain went up my arm. He let out a small sigh.

"Where the hell did you go?" I felt like going into one of my infamous temper tantrums from when I was younger. "Why the hell did you just leave for a week like that?"

"Before you get mad..."

"It's too damn late!"

"Well, before you hit me..." He looked down to see me rubbing my hand in pain. I growled at him. "Again..."

"What? What could you possibly have to say—?"

"The idiot colonel said that I had to investigate in the west. So before I left, I, I..."

"You what?"

"Did what I did."

"Why?"

"Because you like strawberry and Oreo milkshakes!" Yes, that was in fact, random. "And I like that about you. Even though its weird, you're not." He pulled from behind his back what looked like a muffin. Muffins are weird, but good, tasty even. He got down on one knee and it revealed itself to be... a chocolate cupcake with whipped cream icing and rainbow sprinkles. I looked up into his golden eyes, smiling with a straight face.

"That was you?" He nodded as I took the cupcake from his hand and biting it. His smile turned into a look of confusion. "What's wrong?" I said with a mouth full of cupcake.

"So are you not gonna share?"

"You got a strawberry and Oreo milkshake?"

"Look on your desk." Once again, lo and behold, was a transparent cup filled to the brim with pink and black bits.

"Do you really want me to go all the way over there to get it?" He sighed, this time with a giggle behind it as he got up, sat on my desk (again) and took a sip. Ed contorted his face, before swallowing hard and smiling at me.

"It's actually not that bad."

The thunder clapped in the distance.
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I like this chapter, but i think I like the next chapter even more. I hope you will like both and all the other chapters! Thanks for reading!