For a Tumblr Fic Meme prompt : "He is fast!"

RoyAi Collection

Chapter 37

He is Fast

"ROY!"

The urge was great to just hang up. In fact it was greater to just cut the phone cord. "Yeah Hughes, what do you want?"

"You should come out this weekend! I bought Elicia a new playset for the backyard and I need to put it together! It's going to be so cute! It has a little house and swing set and a rocking horse thing…."

Roy rubbed his eyes. Putting together Elicia's toys was usually fine, until Hughes wanted to take pictures of the whole process and stop production in order to do so. He looked at all his paperwork and just knew it couldn't happen. So he mumbled. "Can't. Busy."

"The only thing that is getting you out of this is if you're getting married."

"Can't. Getting married." Roy replied and hung up. He went back to scratching his name on documents and then looked up after a few minutes of deafening silence. "Why aren't you working?"

"You're getting married?" Kain Fuery whimpered. Was this..the day? The day they had been waiting for?

"No, you need a marriage license for that and unfortunately I don't have time to get one. So, despite my best intentions to get married this weekend, alas beaurocractic bullshit has once again ruined my weekend plans." Roy said and added another paper to the pile of 'done'. "So, on that note, get back to work."

Riza could feel the eyes on her as their boss went back to scribbling his name on paper and she thought she heard a click. She scanned the men at the table and Havoc just smiled at her. "You heard the Colonel, back to work."

"Lunchtime." Breda said and his stomach growled on cue. Before anyone could say anything he was out the door and running down the hall with Fuery's tape recorder in hand. The small device was only usable for a few seconds of recording time, but they had them all on hand for the day Mustang finally screwed up and professed his love for Hawkeye. They ran into the communications room and scared the Sargent on duty there. "Get me Lieutenant Colonel Hughes in Central Command immediately! This is an emergency!"

"He is fast." Hawkeye mumbled as Maes Hughes stood in front of Roy's desk spreading out official marriage paperwork and brandishing a pen. How he got from Central to East City so quickly was probably going to set a new land speed record.

"He is insane and out of line!" Roy snapped and was tugging his glove on to destroy the paperwork on his desk.

"Oh no!" Hughes said. "This is already filed. It's official. It's an application form that needs your signatures and it is now on file that you requested it in City Hall. They have to do background checks and the like, so it helps get the process rolling. I have a judge waiting on you. Your Mom and Riza's grandfather are waiting. So hurry up and sign it so we can turn this into a license and get you kids hitched!"

Roy's eyebrow twitched. It was already filed? An application required names? The government knew about this?! "Lieutenant, what the hell has he done?"

Riza bit her lip. Sure enough, there were their names and military I.D. numbers on an official application for a marriage license. "He never said who he was marrying. Why did you assume it was me?"

Maes just laughed. "I have a little black book too, all the little moments you two have had together."

The book landed on Roy's desk. Roy opened it and saw a page where he mumbled things in his sleep on Maes's couch. Shit!

"No, I have a shelf of these things." Maes cooed.

"We all do." Havoc added.

"Elicia is waiting at the courthouse too." Maes smiled. "She's so excited you're getting married and that she gets to be the flower girl, she forget all about her outside playset. Are you going to tell her you lied? Are you going to disappoint my adorable little girl?"

"He is fast." General Grumman nodded appreciatively as he stood next to Madam Christmas on the steps of the courthouse. "I mean I thought they'd take years to finally think about marriage, agreed to it, and commit to it. Nope, just leave work one day and get married. Real go-getter, your boy."

"Mmm.." Madam Christmas took in a long drag on her cigarette as she watched a little girl throw flowers in Roy Boy's face as he tried to walk his new bride to the car and go on his honeymoon. "Hope they feel the same about grandkids."