Disclaimer - did anyone think my lack of ownership would change due to sheer volume of drabbles? nope. sadly fma is still beyond poor little me. all i can do is mess with it a litte.

it is so cold in my apartment right now i am having trouble typing. gah!
the drabble brought to you by polite nudging from ther much loved Spades 44. next on the menu, Alphonse-fireun

Damn but it was cold. Havoc fumbled for a cigarette, hoping the tiny flame at the end would do at least something to warm his hands. Cig successfully in place he tried for a match with fingers that felt about twice their normal size. Cold did the damndest things to sensory perception, and it cost him a match or three dropped after an unsuccessful attempt at manual dexterity before he spat the cig out in frustrated disgust.

This just wasn't his day.

He stood at a parade rest, reliving every instant of the lost bet that had led to him taking this shift at the ass end of the day, when it was cold enough to freeze off a man's ba….

His thought trailed off, distracted by the smell of what he could swear was warm chicken soup. No. Couldn't be. It had to be some sort of cold induced hallucination. He caught movement out of the corner of his eye and snapped to attention, relaxing only when he saw Fury's rumpled form making its way in his direction, carrying a thermos.

"Shouldn't you be in bed, little one?" He grinned through frozen lips at Fury, who took the opportunity to shove the thermos into his hands.

"I know how you hate the cold. So I brought you some soup." Fury smiled quietly, and then pried mittens off of his hands. "Here." When Havoc just blinked at him Fury sighed, taking back the thermos for a moment to pull Havoc's hands into the mittens, which were warm with the smaller man's body heat.

Which gave Havoc an idea.

Ignoring the thermos for a moment he hauled Fury into a tight embrace. "You are warm." He explained in response to Fury's surprise. They spent a few long, very unregulation, moments like that, until Havoc pushed Fury away with a playful grin. "Get home, little one. I will see you soon as this damn guard shift is over."

well damn. 100 reviews! danke!

Mortari - dear god, you were reading the disclaimers as well? they had more crack than some of the drabbles! and it is not so much that i dont like ed/winry as i reaaaaaaaaaaaaally love Al/Winry for some reason...just seems such an adorable pair...i will see about getting some Ed/Winry in here sometime soon for ya though. anything in particular you are after?

Roane the Alchemist - next time in the drabbles...some adorable Al! just for you! just needed to get this one up for Spades. -Salute-

Spades 44 - you dont have to review ALL the time. i mean, i am pretty spotty on reviewing yours even though i real all of them with a sort of religious zeal...

Orenji - glad you like! welcome to the insanity!