4. In which it starts to rain milk!

Lieutenant Colonel Roy Mustang was, as usual, sitting behind his desk with a gun belonging to his subordinate pointed to his foot. A pen was clenched loosely in his hand, and he was absently reading a report. Someone knocked on the door.

"Yes?" he said, thankfully for the excuse not to have to read the boring and tedious report.

Al inched the door open and walked in slowly. If a suit of armor had the capacity to look guilty, than Al was defiantly ready for the world championships.

"Umm…Sir? I think I did something wrong with this transmutation," he said, holding out a piece of paper. "I was trying to get it to stop raining for tomorrow, when Ed's going to visit Winry, but…there was a rebound and I'm not really sure what happened…nothing blew up, anyway."

Roy took the piece of paper and scanned it quickly. It was for keeping it from raining tomorrow, but it would make it rain harder today…

Wait, that curved line wasn't supposed to be there. It should probably be straight. And if Al was so sure there was a rebound, then that would mean…

"MILK!"shrieked Ed as he slammed the door to the main office open. Everyone stared at him. "It's raining MILK!"

"You're joking, right?" Farman asked.

"Yeah, you're kidding us," said Havoc.

"No he's not," Fury said suddenly. "Look outside, it really is raining milk! Or else it's some other white, thick substance."

"Hey, you're actually right for once!" Havoc yelled.

Ed was to disgusted by the fact that it was raining the one thing he hated(besides Mustang) to take offence. "Look," he moaned. "I'm completely COVERED in that absolutely disturbing, disgusting, toxic substance! I'll never get the smell out of my hair. I'll have to BURN my CLOTHES!"

"All you have to do is ask the Colonel," Farman said dryly.

They all stared at him. They never knew Farman had a sense of humor.

"Scary," muttered Fury, and backed away from him. Havoc was still too stunned by Farman to realize that his cigarette had gone out. And Hawkeye actually came out of Roy's office to better see why Farman had made a joke. So had Roy and Al, for a fact.

"What's that, Fullmetal?" Roy drawled.

"Nothing of your concern, but it is RAINING MILK! And now I'm completely covered in that Gods-be-damned S#&!"

"….."

"WHADDA YA MEAN, '……'?"

"…………..Yep, I always knew he would crack one day," Roy sighed.

A/n-I was running out of ideas, but then I remembered about him hating milk, and something else about someone forcing him to take a bath in that stuff. So I thought, Why not make it rain milk? And the story theme was born!

If any of you people out there who care to review, if you have any ideas, just dish 'em here. I'll give you full credit too.

Please R/R!

Oh, and thanks to Lluvia-the-Wolfgirl and odd-12345! I was so happy thanks to your reviews!