By some unforeseen miracle, they actually made it to the park. It was a nice sunny day. "You all get one bag of bread to feed the ducks." Hawkeye distributed the bags to them.
"Stupid freeloaders." Havoc muttered.
"Don't shoot the ducks." Fury reminded him as Havoc's hand went for the gun.
"Fine." He grabbed all of his bread at once.
"Use it up one at a time." Al freaked out, "Or else the feeding won't last long."
"Who said anything about feeding the ducks? I'm going to make a giant bread-ball to knock the lousy freeloaders out!"
"Sounds interesting." Mustang pondered. "I'll help."
"Urg," Fury grumbled.
"What's with you?" Farman backed away.
"I have a headache." He turned around. "Breda, can you give me the aspirin that you gave me last time, or whatever the heck it was?"
"Sure," he passed a small box over to him and Fury ate the contents inside. Ed peered at the box. "This is Midol."
"And?" Breda said.
"Don't you think Hawkeye or Winry will be looking for that?"
"They won't find out."
"Wow, this is great." Fury continued taking the "aspirin".
"You can't throw that at the ducks!" Winry yelled.
"Why not?" Mustang asked.
"It's twice their size!"
"So?" Havoc asked testing the giant slingshot out on some old ladies feeding pigeons.
"It's wrong!" Hawkeye growled. She reached in her purse for something but stopped. "Winry? Did you take the…?"
"The what?"
"The…" Hawkeye whispered in her ear.
"What do you mean you don't have it?" Winry asked.
"I guess I dropped it, Fury…" she glared. "Give it here."
"No, MINE!"
"Give it!" Winry growled as she took her wrench out. Hawkeye readied her gun. Needless to say all hell broke loose.
"Let her rip!" Havoc grinned as Mustang let go of the slingshot and it pinned a flock of ducklings, the ducks attacked, and they gained a fear of all waterfowl.
