A/N: If you really want to know the story behind this drabble, here it is in a nutshell: For many days, I've been trying in vain to be able to draw Roy. For many days, I have failed (I've gotten much better though; the pics somewhat resemble him now! o.o). One day, I decided to draw Roy, and since I'm lazy and can't figure out how to draw his uniform, I drew him shirtless. But his head ended up too small and he just looked weird. What he looked like was an angsty 12-year-old. Hence… the Angsty!Adolescent!Roy drabble, "Aunt Malise's Closet". This one is… not that great, because the verb tense is… not good… and… I dunno. I think I was trying to be poetic or something, and I failed miserably. Ah well… Please review!

Fun Fact: The name "Malise" means "black" or "dark". Ha ha. I have fun picking out these names… XP

33. Aunt Malise's Closet

Alone he sits. And he sighs. One hand is propped on his knee, holding his chin. His chin feels heavy, bony. He shifts his palm. It doesn't help the pain. His elbow digs into his knee; that hurts too.

A younger Roy Mustang, age twelve, was wondering why he was locked in a closet.

It smells like mothballs. Though that was, of course, to expected from Aunt Malise, who seems to have no regards for other peoples' comfort. Her entire house – the house that Roy was staying at – smells like mothballs and cat shit, though she has no cats.

Aunt Malise Mustang is not a very nice woman. Not at all. Roy hates her, and he hates his parents for dumping him on her doorstep two days ago. But most of all, Roy hates Aunt Malise's cooking, which has left him starving for the past eight hours. A bowl of soggy lima beans is not normally considered "breakfast".

And Roy groans as he feels his empty stomach rumble with hunger. There is nothing to eat in the closet. Roy leans back, resting his head on what he guesses is a pair of shoes. A spider crawls out from inside the boot and scuttles its way across Roy's face, and Roy blows it away, resisting the urge to sneeze.

Sadly, Roy pushes himself up off the shoes and wraps his arms around his legs. He has been switching positions for the past three hours, but nothing seems comfortable. He has tried calling for Aunt Malise, but he has the funny feeling she's left him alone in the house. Not like Roy cares. He'd rather be alone than with Aunt Malise, whom he hates. A lot.

Another hour ticks by. Roy returns his chin to his hand and his elbow to his knee. It still hurts. Roy curses how thin he is, and he gets a strange desire to have chocolate. Of course, there is no chocolate in Aunt Malise's closet.

Roy remembers why he is locked in Aunt Malise's closet. Apparently it was a bad thing to raid her husband's stash of porno pictures.

He still hates the closet, though. There is no porn in the closet.

A/N: Ah… I can't help but like these "wtf"-drabbles… :sweatdrop:

Reviewer Responses!

MetalWing Alchemist: I mostly watched Yu Yu Hakusho on the Toonami block way back when (my first anime, not counting Pokemon or Sailor Moon), but whenever I had the chance, I'd watch RK. It's not my favorite show, but I do like it very much. n.n Haven't watched it in ages, though… But yeah, I know what you mean. I'm ticked off at Toonami because they edited YYH and MANGLED it beyond all belief (that's why I buy the DVDs or rent 'em if the video stores carry 'em)… ha ha. Yay for Malfoy-chan! He is TEH AWSUM!1one17 Yeah, well, I don't read too much HP fics either, but I'm just kind of a closet shipper of the Harry x Draco pairing, if you know what I mean. Although there was this one time I read a Harry x Draco mpreg… ha ha. Wow. That dropped my IQ about 500 points. Pretty funny though. Mpreg makes me giggle hysterically because it's so shamefully wrong, you can't help but laugh! Just like really smutty hardcore yaoi fics… ha ha ha. Laugh laugh laugh. But anyway, mugglenet dot com has some good HP fics… And last time I checked, they even separated the slash from the non-slash so it's easy to find what you're looking for. Kinda like C2's here. But yeah, hee hee, hooray for evil phones! I think my cell phone is evil… The only calls I get on it are wrong numbers… : ( Thanks for the review!

Miss DarkRose: I think this is so interesting. Peoples' attitudes toward the desk phone change drastically once I post "TFaDP 4". Lol, it's so amusing! First people are all like, "Ah! Oh no, desk phone! Poor thing! I feel so bad!" and then they're like, "Ah! Evil phone! Die! Die! Die!" Ha ha. Thanks for the review!

Fading wind: Well, you'll just have to wait and see if Roy-chan dies or not. :-P Lol, I know, "fancy-pants" is such a fun word… Now you've got me giggling too! Curse you! And then that brings back memories of Drabble #12 or whatever number it was and the "hardcore brushing"… lmfao… Anyway, yeah, I really have no idea why Riza runs back in the building. I was gonna fix that, but then I was like, "No. No. Ya know what? I'm too damn lazy to do that. So I won't." And I didn't. :sweatdrop: Ah well. Thanks for the review!

K. A. Maples: Really makes you wanna answer your phone the next time it rings, doesn't it? Ha ha. Thanks for the review!

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