Warning: Implied mpreg
Riza glanced over at Roy for a moment as Ed went over the rules once more.
"Remember, he needs to go to bed at 7:30 and should eat dinner by..."
Riza switched back to watching Edward as she tried to figure out how she got tricked into babysitting for them. She supposed it was the almost pleading look on Roy's face when he asked her at the office earlier. Still, a four year old couldn't be that hard to babysit, could he?
Ed broke her out of her thoughs. "Lieutenant? Did you get all that or do you want me to say it again?"
She shook her head. "I understood the first time Edward. Devon will be fine."
Ed looked at her suspiciously, and looked like he might have gone over the list of instructions again if Roy hadn't come to her rescue. "Ed, we need to hurry if we don't want to be late."
"Fine. But I better not find any bullet holes in the walls when I get back..."
"Edward, I would not pull a gun on a child."
Ed grumbled as Roy flashed Riza an apologetic smile. He began to drag the grumbling youth away from the front door calling over his shoulder. "Thank you again, Lieutenant. We should be back at around 10."
Riza saluted sharply before heading inside the house. She looked around the living room, finding Devon coloring on some blank pages. Riza smiled as she took a seat on the couch, watching the toddler.
No mishaps had occured during the evening. At 9, Riza decided it was a good time as any to check up on Devon. As she mounted the stairs she thought she could hear some faint scribbling. Her confusion doubled as panic stepped in at the sound of a explosion. Riza ran up the stairs and flung open the door to Devon's room.
The tyke sat there in the middle of the room with those same pages he had been coloring on and a leather bound book next to him. He seemed oddly proud of the flames that were spreading out from the sketches which she now saw to be arrays. The immediate area was covered in soot, as was Devon.
Riza looked around, paniced for a moment, before running and grabbing Devon. He was giggling madly about 'being just like daddy' as she ran outside. With a quick and forceful "Stay here!", she ran next door to call the fire department. After the fire department came she slightly regreted not being able to let out some anger through target practice.
When Ed and Roy returned at 10:30 they found Hawkeye waiting at the dining room table. Roy flinched when he saw the expression on her face. He usually only saw it when she was ready to shoot. Ed didn't seem to notice.
"I take it things went fine?" Ed glanced around, seeming relieved to not find any bullet holes in the room.
She turned her gaze on Ed full force, and he froze. "Edward, since when has Devon been learning alchemy?"
"L-learning alchemy...?" Ed blinked and seemed to be trying to remember something. "I don't remember ever teaching him any..."
Both Ed and Riza turned to a slightly worried Roy. "Yes?"
Ed growled while Riza's hand strayed to her gun. "Colonel, did you teach him any alchemy?"
"I didn't see any harm when he asked..."
Ed's growling increased and Riza's gun was in her hand. "Sir, you do realize that I should have been informed before hand of this?"
The next few moments were a blur for Roy and all he could remember if he was asked later was the constant sound of Ed's yelling and the occasional sound of a gunshot as he ran.
AN: If you want to see the pictures that my sister drew of Devon as a baby and a toddler, e-mail me and I'll send you the links.
And remember, it's probably best that we don't ask how this is possible. X3
