A/N: This is a RoyEdo drabble. :3


Disclaimer: Okay guys, line 'em up and suck 'em down. One, two, three...FLOOR! Oh, so that's what happens after your third shot of tequila.
Honey

Fullmetal Pipsqueak. Hagane no chibi-san. Shorty. Shrimp. He's heard them all. He'd even heard some that weren't even in the dictionary. He's also heard names such as bastard, meddling snot, and 'brat-no-bigger-than-a-grain-of-rice'.

Needless to say, Edward was quite rattled when a new nickname popped up unexpectedly.

"Hey, honey."

'Honey? Isn't that a food? I'm not food.'

Edward spluttered as he choked on the half-eaten donut. Roy had to pat his back several times to keep him from choking to death.

"Honey?" He squeaked as he sipped down some water.

"Would you rather I called you butter?" Roy smirked as he placed the glass onto the desk.

"It sounds like we're married."

Roy raised an eyebrow. "And that's a bad thing?"

More splutters and chokes.

"But we're not married! We're only going out!"

"Don't you want to get married in the future?"

Bug eyes. "Eh?"

Roy placed a finger to his chin thoughtfully. "Aren't we going to get married in the future when I become Furher?"

"Uh, well, sure, but…"

Roy winked. "I know what it is, you don't like being called honey. So, then it's settled, I'll start calling you ketchup!"

Edward threw his arms up in the air and waved them madly. "No-no-no-no! Honey is a lovely nickname! I like it!"

And thus, 'honey' stuck to Edward like…well, honey.


A/N: Poor Edo.

-Mint Pizza Queen