First off, I know these are just random drabbles and stuff, but if you'd leave a review about them, I'd be very happy. So... PLEASE REVIEW! =D (Yes, this will be on every drabble.) Oh, and... these are NOT beta'd; excuse any mistakes.
'Kay. There'll be other parts to this. Not sure how many, though.
Also, I just tried to overcome my fear of EdWin! ^^ ... I failed. Miserably. I'll have nightmares tonight. T-T
Enjoy!
Title: The Winner (Part two of Let the Games Begin)
Rating: T
Warnings: Mentions of boyxboy. Foul language. Slave Edward~
"What the hell where you thinking saying yes to that, Fullmetal?" Roy snapped as he strode to his office. Edward wasn't far behind, fidgeting uncomfortable as he tried to come up with an answer.
"We-well, you and Al and... well, everyone are always telling me that I should stop being so... me-ish and try to get along with other people better..." he finally replied, watching his hands as he trooped into the general's office and settled down on the couch.
"Yes, well, we didn't mean like this!"
"What's done is done!" Edward snapped, sitting up straighter. "What do you care, anyways? You wouldn't even last two days, so you're going to be out of the bet soon enough. And then you won't have to even think about me." With that, he stormed out of the room. Roy sighed and buried his face in his hands.
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Within the end of the week, the only people left were the original betters... and one General Roy Mustang. Needless to say, Edward was shocked- and silently praying that Roy would be the one to win. No matter what he'd said the day the bet had been made, he did want it to be Roy. For one, he actually knew Roy, and he didn't know the other two men. And, if he were being completely honest, he had a... little bit of a crush on the general.
So, when he walked in on the two soldiers getting it on in the file room, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then froze. He was officially Roy's slave for three days. He gulped as he slowly made his way to Roy's office and pushed the door open. The dark-haired man looked up from his papers.
"... You won. Make me your slave."
