8. Valentine's Day

"Oh My God!" screamed Roy, and he jumped behind his desk in fear. Of course, what he saw would have made anyone do that; some of the more fainthearted would have probably died from a heart-attack.

The entire FMA cast(excluding Ed, who was still in the lair of the rabid Fanpeople) had just walked in the door. Except that they weren't…normally attired.

They were all, in fact, dressed in little diaper-things with wings strapped to their backs. And if that wasn't scary enough for Roy, Winry, Pinako, Lust, Rose, Clare(aka Psyrin), and Riza weren't just in diapers, they also had tube-tops covering the necessary area. And that, my dear friends and reviewers, is what disappointed Roy more than the shock of seeing more parts of the Fuhrer than he cared to. Along with all the rest of the office.

They were all also carrying bows and arrows with heart-shaped heads. Except Riza. She had a gun with heart-shaped bullets instead.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" they all yelled.

Roy groped around in his pocket for his trusty gloves. Finding them, he yanked them on and counted to three. On three, he stood up, snapped his fingers, and ducked. There was a blast of wind, and little red, pink, and white confetti in the shape of hearts swirled into the room.

"Hey…what?" Roy muttered to himself in confusion, not noticing the confetti. "How come they aren't screaming in pain? Or…begging forgiveness?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha," laughed Hughes. "I asked Al to switch arrays for me, since I knew you would try flaming us into oblivion. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Hey, how come you didn't tell us about this?" asked Envy.

"Yeah," said Lust.

"I did not know of this either," said the Fuhrer.

"Wrenchy," commanded Winry to the giant wrench, which promptly advanced on Hughes.

"Uh, don't worry, I had it all taken care of!" Hughes laughed nervously.

"Get him!" roared Havoc. "Grab the evil man who would have had us seen dead!"

"Feed him to the dogs!" cheered Breda.

"Or have him tormented by stealing his pictures," said Pinako.

"No, no," protested Riza. "I can use him for target practice!"

"Why don't you just throw him to the rabid Fanpeople?" questioned Scar.

"We'd love to take him!" cheered the rabid Fanpeople. "Then we'll have him, and Ed!"

"Let's do that!" Fury said happily. "Then we can throw some genetically enhanced fuzzy dice in with him as a package deal!"

"Where're you gonna get the fuzzy dice?" asked Farman.

"That random cat over there has some," said Fury. "I think he stole them from the prison cell in the crackfic by wolfenzippo. In that one, I genetically enhance fuzzy dice to take over the world."

They all just stared at him. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And…

Five hours later:

And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared. And stared.

"Can we throw him to the rabid Fanpeople, now?" asked Breda.

A/n- Thanks for all the reviews, you guys! (sniffs) You made me all so happy! I almost started crying, too. I also have a new idea for the next chapter, which I'm going to start writing right away…I think you'll all like it… Please review, and tell me who you favorite character is, so I can get you poops, sorry, you aren't supposed to know…tell me the one you like the best, because the next chapter is gonna be soooooooooooo funny…tell me, or I'll have to give you a character that you might not like… (grins maniacally)