Title: Unexpected?
Characters: Roy, Riza, and Black Hayate
Genre: Humour, Deathfic
Random Notes: 200-word double-drabble (each paragraph's 100), written for the fma-100 "Kill" challenge.
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It was against regulations to keep a dog in the office. That regulation was the only one that Lt. Hawkeye blatantly disregarded, and for the most part Roy Mustang tolerated the canine's presence. When that dog peed on his boot for the third time that day, though, it was the last straw. Hawkeye said nothing as the Colonel stood, cursing and trying to kick the puppy across the room. She simply stopped polishing her gun, set it carefully on the desk, and walked out into the hallway to find some paper towels. Standard procedure. Mustang would've sworn she was laughing.
The gunshot had not been expected. It wasn't like Roy to overreact, and it certainly wasn't like him to ever remove his gun from its holster. Hawkeye suspected he often forgot it was even there, though she couldn't comprehend how. She hurried back to the scene, preparing herself for the worst. She most certainly hadn't expected to see her Colonel bloody, slouched against his desk with Black Hayate, slightly singed, sitting at attention on top of the charred ruins of her own desk with her gun in his teeth. There would be no explaining this to the authorities. She fled.
