Drabbles written for the LJ community fma100. Fourth challenge: Phobia/Fear

Disclaimer: I don't own Hagane no Renkinjutsushi. Period. And besides, if you sued me, you wouldn't get very much...maybe a cat...o.x;

Flames will be thrown back at you by Roy, constructive criticism appreciated! n.n

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Usagiphobia

Zolof J. Kimbley wasn't afraid of very many things. In fact, there was really only one thing that could make him scream like a little girl.

Bunnies.

Fuzzy little cute bunnies.

It had to do with a bad childhood experience, like most phobias did.

Greed, of course, found out the hard way not to try and scare Kimbley when he decided to surprise the uke-in-denial with a furry little gift.

They could hear the screams all the way to Izumi's house, and they were definitely bloodcurdling.

Sufficient to say, the chimeras steered clear of Kimbley after what happened to Greed.

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Scarred for Life

It had all started innocently enough, just a few guys mulling over a plan together to get back at their superior for his overly lecherous behavior. Someone had suggested a crack at his miniskirt fetish, and the idea had soon turned into a full-blown setup.

The plot involved a certain Alex Louis Armstrong, several of his more rotund female relatives, and miniskirts.

The next day at the headquarters, when Roy Mustang walked into his office, his eyes met with the most horrid and gruesome sight.

None of them would ever forget...

The day the would-be Fuhrer's miniskirt fetish turned phobia.

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Swiss Cheese

Violet eyes opened slowly to peer through a veil of forest green.

Violet eyes that showed only scorn, disapproval, and anger.

Milky white nestled perfectly bare atop a blanket of silken emerald.

Saccharine smiles burned dull and bitter in purple irises.

And then those brilliant eyes widened in shock and fear, things those eyes had never shown before.

They were coming. From the walls and the ceiling, from under the floor, everywhere! Their wide, glowing eyes and those hungry, hungry grins! Oh, they were coming, to haunt him even in his own room!

Envy screamed.

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"DEAR GOD NOT THE KITTENS!"