Note Passing
Roy walked down the hall tiredly. He passed Ed and walked passed casually. Slipping a folded sheet of paper to the boy, who was growling like he normally would, as he slipped off his own piece of paper.
This was a little daily habit the two had formed. An easier way to communicate, than to actually make excuses to the others why they needed to speak. Note passing became an easy, and beneficial tactic, to avoid curious gazes, cough Hughes cough.
Roy slipped the paper Ed left with him into his pocket until he'd arrived in his office. He dismissed his subordinates and pulled the paper out.
He noticed the red ink, written half diagonally on the paper. It was a question, with a large question mark nearly dominating half the page.
'Hey, damn it, when am I comin over?' Were the words printed on the wrinked medium.
Roy chuckled to him self. His own note would have been almost to the same degree of Ed's question...His read, 'hey, when you coming over half pint?'. Roy pulled out his pen and skritched a quick reply, and walked over to his window.
Sure enough the blonde was just walking out of the building. Roy leaned against the window sill as he folded the sheet in half and tucked back the flaps, then curling them under, pulling the corners back. He opened his window and leaned out enough to get Ed in full view.
He carefully shot the newly folded paper plane directly at Ed. The plane swerved under and nestled between Ed's neck and shoulder, catching on his shirt. The colonel took a moment to laugh out loud as he watched Ed freak out, jumping up and down and screaming bloody murder at the object that had 'attacked' him.
Roy smiled closing the window, before Ed could see him. He walked back over to his desk, sat down and leaned back. He grinned to himself. Ed would surely turn colors from his little reply...
'I guess the office is getting boring neh? After twleve times, I guess it would...Meet me tonight. Roy.' Beside it was a sloppy smiley face, with its tongue sticking out.
Yeah...If Ed caught the innuendo...He was sure to be turning fifty shdes of red...
...Or possibly, running back up to the colonel's office...
It startled Roy when Ed walked into his office, closing the door behind him, and throwing his coat on the rack...
...hmmm...make that number twelve a thirteen...
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