holy lack of updates batman! sorry about that people! i have had no time for sleeping, much less writing. the good news is i got promoted at work. the bad news is i have even less time for my beloved drabbles. -weeps and wails-. ah well. i am sure someone will lynch me for this one anyway... i am still working on requests. i promise. -fireun

Roy hated the wet, he hated the cold, and he hated overly long days in the office. When all three managed, through some foul twist of fate, to combine, what resulted was quite a cranky Mustang.

Which did not leave him in any sort of mood to want to deal with the antics of one Edward Elric.

Anyway, it was embarrassing to have to skulk into ones own apartment in an attempt to enter unnoticed. Hopefully the younger alchemist would be involved enough in whatever book he had snatched off of Roy's bookcase to miss the fact the apartments actual owner had returned.

"Roy? That you?"

No such luck.

Ed poked a slightly tousled head out from the combination living room and library, a pencil clutched between his teeth in such a way as to suggest he had spent a bit too much time around Havoc.

"Stop chewing on my things. If I wanted a damn dog I would have taken in Hayate." Roy snapped off his hat, gave one disgusted shake of his sodden coat before abandoning it on the hook by the door, and squelched his way across the hall to the kitchen in search of coffee.

"It's my pencil, you ass." Ed retorted.

"If it wasn't I am sure Havoc would have something crass to say about chewing on someone else's pencil."

"Just full of damn one-liners aren't you?" Ed snarled, his ire sending the pencil flying.

Roy ignored him, intent on attempting to pour old coffee into a cup without spilling any of the precious liquid.

"Stop ignoring me!" Ed howled, flailing in some sort of attempt to make himself more visible.

Said flailing moved Ed's arms directly into Roy's, ruining his careful pouring. "DAMN IT EDWARD!" Roy shouted, spilling coffee. "You undersized pain in the ASS!"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE HAS TO STAND ON A STOOL TO GIVE H…"

Roy smacked him, cutting off the rant before Ed could embarrass them both. "I didn't say that." As Ed scowled up at him, Roy sighed. "I am going to take a shower. I am wet, and cold, and irritable. Make some coffee."

"Smug bastard."

"Insolent brat."

aight...responses to comments when i am less dead on my feet. love you all! -fireun