CH.4 Who's Hawkeye?
RING RING
"Damon, honey can you get that?" yelled a voice from the kitchen
RING RING
/"Hello, is Gracia there?"/
He didn't know the voice.
"Who is this?"
/"It's Riza, do you have any way I can contact Roy?"
"GRACIA DO YOU KNOW A RIZA?" he yelled up the stairs.
"YES" she yelled back "WHY"
"SHES ON THE PHONE, SHE WANTS ROY'S NUMBER" he paused "THOUGH I CAN'T SEE WHY!"
"SHOOT"
"Riza?" Gracia asked in to the phone
"Can I swing by?"
"I can give you his number over the phone you know"
"I know, but I'm right up the street and I really wanted to talk"
"Um I guess"
"Is this a bad time"
Gracia paused for a minute to think. He would have to tell her eventually. But she didn't want to get any more in to it then she all ready was. But she had the right to know, and Roy wasn't going to tell her any time soon. He had even called her about it.
"No" she replied "this in actual a great time"
He was cutting his vacation/meting a few day short. He had already called Gracia he was heading back now to do something about him. He grabbed his bags and pushed his way thru the door to his hotel.
"Brigadier General Mustang, leaving so soon?"
"Major Errico" he nodded at the younger man. Major Christopher J Errico was a young man of 21 with long unruly brown hair, clear blue eyes and quite tall. He was a very caring person his job had something to do with war orphans, homeless, civilians, ECT. "THAT'S IT"
"What's it?"
"You work with orphans right?"
"Yes"
"So it's in your job to find them homes right?"
"Yes"
"Then" he half shouted sounding more exited "you could find Damon a home an all my problems would be over!"
"Yes"
"YES"
"Wait what?" the Major screeched not knowing what to make of what Roy had said.
"I need you to find Damon a home"
"No not that, what problems and who's Damon?"
"Ah poor sweet defenseless Damon" he replied making his voice sound sad "he's the son of a close friend who died she left him to me but I just can't take care of him" he sniffled a little "Oh poor Damon with out a home"
"Over acted said the Time Magazine, cheesy and shallow says The Post" he paused before changing his tone "I might have a big heart but it doesn't mean I'm stupid I'll look in to it a if I see something I don't like your in trouble" and with that they left the hotel.
Chris is mine 'cause he's based on my brother
Its finally up - it took so long and its so short to but school was ending so I had to be every were and avoid every one at once ; P
BIGThanks to
Tiff Tiff (congrats-)
Kim Loth
Abby (that pic was so cute)
Steven (for putting up with me)
Joe T (for the soda)
Joey(for being squishy)
My Bro Chris (inspiring an important OC)
Kimbo(your so funny!)
Stevie (for your time)
Todd G (you kick ass dude)
Josh(I still hate your guts but your shit made me stronger)
I love you all it was a ruff year a I wouldn't have made it thru with out you guys the comic relief was end less Tiff we'll all miss you and way to go Todd and Josh
Niki
