Well, I tried another one. I hope that someone gets a laugh or two out if it... I never about any family members of the military personal so Ikind of made it up.nI hope therearen't any major problems.

#2: Aunt Riza (Angela Hawkeye)

One morning, Angela Hawkeye agreed to visit her Aunt Riza at her office so that they could go out to lunch. That was her first mistake.

Riza was her father's younger sister, her godmother actually. She wasn't that much older than Angela, but she was always there for her. Her father had been a little nervous allowing his daughter to go into a military building, but Riza had assured him that it was perfectly safe. Whether she was correct or not depends on one's point of view.

Angela found herself walking into a peaceful room containing several men quietly completing large piles a paperwork. That was about to change.

Angela walked over to the closest desk, "Excuse me," she said, to a black haired man with glasses," I'm here to see Riza Hawkeye."

"The first lieutenant should be back any moment, you can wait here," he replied," You must be her niece. My name is Sgt. Cain Fuery. Nice to meet you." He extended his hand.

"My name is Angela Hawkeye. It's nice to meet you too."

"That's Havoc, Breda, and Falman," Fuery explained, pointing each out. She received a nod and frenzied sort of yelp and a calm "hello" respectively.

Angela sat in a random chair and waited patiently. The silence of the room was broken only occasionally by the sound of rustling papers. Then Major Louis Armstrong walked in.

"Good day to all you fine gentlemen!" Armstrong announced. Havoc and Breda winced visibly. Fuery mumbled a greeting. Falman ignored him completely.

Then Armstrong noticed Angela, "Good morning, young lady," he quipped, "I suppose you're related to Lt. Hawkeye. The talent of identifying family resemblance has been passed down the Armstrong line for generations!" Angela could only nod in response. That was her second mistake.

Armstrong took Angela's silence as approval for him to begin ranting about his family and anything else that came to his mind. The others in the room ignored him, as if this was completely normal. Angela began to wonder what kind of a loony bin her aunt worked in.

With a loud bang, the door opened and in walked a fuming blond-haired boy followed by a suit of armor. "Where's that good for nothing -"

"Shh," said Havoc, sounding annoyed," the colonel is on the phone.

"I don't care if he's having tea with the Fuehrer, I need to see him NOW!" the boy raved.

Angels whispered to a nonplused Fuery," Who's the short guy?" That was her third mistake.

Before Cain had a chance to answer, Ed was on top of him, "Who are you calling so short that ants step on him?"

"Sorry," Fuery stammered," I was just telling Miss Hawkeye about you." Ed looked back and forth between the two, thinking over the situation.

"What's Riza, your sister?" Ed asked curtly.

"She's my Aunt."

The suit of Armor spoke up," Stop being so rude, brother. Why don't we just wait patiently for Col. Mustang to see us." Reluctantly Ed allowed hi brother to sit down.

"Sorry," Angela whispered to Fuery, who shrugged.

Ed, becoming bored, began to tap his foot on the floor. Tap. Tap. Tap. Between Armstrong standing around flexing his muscles, Ed tapping, Al's armor creaking as he shifted position, the incomprehensible mutter from behind Mustang's door, the rustle of paperwork from Falman, Breda, and Fuery, and the teeth grinding from Havoc, Angela was getting more and more annoyed.

Suddenly. She could not stand it anymore," Can't you people just be quiet!" Everyone starred at her. All the color drained from Angela's face in the awkward silence.

Mustangs voice shouted from his door," Hawkeye, keep it down!"

Angela felt her face go beat red as the men around her began to laugh uncontrollably. Ed and Breda were rolling on the floor. Al was trying his hardest to be polite. Havoc knocked his paperwork off of his desk and it scattered all over the room. Falman attempted to hide behind a stack of papers.

Hawkeye entered the room to see utter chaos, "Geez, can't I leave you guys alone for one minute, "she grumbled, "Oh, hi Angela. Sorry to keep you waiting. I hope you weren't bored."

Well, there you go. I appreciate all reviews.