I actually wrote this a while back, but didn't like it too much. So today, I rewrote it. Not much better, but I like it now.
Colonel Roy Mustang was absolutely swamped with work. He couldn't even sneak off, because Hawkeye was keeping watch outside, as the bullet holes in the door frame would attest.
He finished one stack and started glumly on another when he smelled something absolutely delicious out in the hall. He risked poking his head out the door, and managed to survive.
The Lieutenant was distracted by cookies.
Fullmetal had brought chocolate chip cookies.
"Al made 'em," Ed was saying through a mouthful of gooey chocolate. "Just this morning, actually. They're still warm."
Roy took one and bit into it. Suddenly the mounds of paperwork on his desk didn't seem quite so overwhelming.
Chocolate chips made everything better.
My title actually has relevance now. Yay!