Drabble Eighteen: Charmer

Morning sucked. Lunch was annoying. Afternoons were dull. Evenings were way too long and nights were even longer... And dark, don't forget dark. But it was all lonely, so lonely, even when one of the harem were in his bed, it was lonely.

"Sign this as well Sir, then you're free for lunch." Riza handed one last piece of paper to him. He looked it over drearily, then blinked.

"Request from Elric? This is odd..." Roy took the paper from her, she blinking as well, but not asking what Edward was requesting. "You're dismissed Hawkeye."

She saluted, leaving as Ed walked in, closing the door behind him. Roy smirked, looking up.

"You could have just asked, you know." Roy leaned back in his chair.

"You actually listen when I make a big deal out of it." Ed huffed.

"I was wondering why I was feeling so lonely. It just so happens I'm on lunch now." Roy smirked some more, Ed walking around his desk.

"How can you be lonely? Havoc happened to mention you've been seeing women every other night." Ed huffed.

"Yes, which is better than every night, as I was before. Don't worry Ed, you're always number one. Come here." Roy reached out his arms, Ed hesitating before going to them.

"You're still cheating on me. I still have to write up requests for your time." Ed mumbled.

"You don't have to, you just do." Roy coaxed. Suddenly the phone rang and Roy sighed, answering it to a familiar happy voice.

"Roy! Did I tell you Alicia--" Hughes began, then was cut off.

"Sorry Hughes, I'll have to get back to you on that." Roy said bluntly, then hung up the phone. Ed snuggled up against him, then the phone rang again. A bit irritated, Roy took it off the hook and pressed it to his ear.

"Heya Roy, last night was fun, I was wondering--"

"NO." Roy hung up once more, this time more fiercely. Not a second later, the phone rang again. Roy was about to grab it, but someone else already had.

"Roy, baby, don't hang up on me like that! I just wanted to know if you'd like to--"

"I'm sorry ma'am, but Roy Mustang is currently groping my butt and can't talk or make arrangements right now. In fact, don't ever call him again because he's mine now and you had better never look at him funny again or I'll transmute you into a bullfrog." Ed said in a very cheerful voice, then hung up the phone.

"You are a charmer." Roy smirked.

"I try."

End drabble eighteen.