FMA fan fiction "Truth or Dare" Ch.5

Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of these characters.

Author's Note: Sorry for not updating in a while guys, been real busy with school and stuff. Well here it is…enjoy!

Ed: Ha! I knew it! I knew there was something going on between you two! (triumphant smile)

Havoc: I already knew

Roy: What? (startled into sitting up)

(everyone stares at Havoc)

Havoc: I was looking for you one time to give you a message and found you and Risa making out in your office. The door wasn't all the way closed. I just decided (lights another cigarette) to leave you two to it and give you the message later. You're lucky I got over you stealing my girlfriend or else it would have been all over the East Head Quarters.

Risa: Why you little- (pulls out gun)

Havoc: GAH! (ducks under table)

(megaphone appears floating in midair with a loud pop)

Megaphone: (threatening girl's voice) Risa Hawkeye put the gun down!

Risa: Who-who re you?

Megaphone: I'm Boo-san, The Author. Put the gun down. I forbid you to shoot anyone!

Risa: (small voice) Okay. (puts gun away)

Megaphone: Now. Go on. (disappears in red smoke)

Everyone: …

Winry: Ummm…Okay, Roy. It's your turn.

Roy: Oh, yeah. Havoc, Truth or Dare?

Havoc: Dare.

Roy: Okay, I dare you to talk all your cigarettes and burn them with a gas mask on.

Havoc: You're mad!

Al: Do cigarettes explode?

Winry: I don't think so.

Al: I know opium does.

Winry: Well cigarettes are not made of opium.

Havoc: But where am I gunna get a gas mask?

Ed: (goes into random closet and comes out with some random objects) Here. (claps hands and places them on objects. 7 gas masks appear) There's one for each of us. I personally don't wanna breath in that crap.

(everyone takes a gas mask and watches Havoc talk out 2 packs of cigarettes)

Roy: Hughes, pat him down. Make sure he's not hiding any.

(Hughes commences with the patting down of Havoc)

Hughes: Ha! (pulls out a pack strapped to Havoc's ankle)

Havoc: Hey! That's my spare emergency pack!

Roy: Okay, everyone. Gas masks on. Well, Al, umm…you don't really need one.

Havoc: (whimpers) Roy. Will you do it please? I can't bear it!

Roy: No. You do it. It'll be good for you. And don't you dare take that mask off.

Havoc: Okay, fine. (takes out lighter and burns cigarettes) Good bye, my love! Until we meet again.

(cigarettes burn)

Ed: Oooo…pretty colors. (stares at flames)

Winry: Ed? (raises eyebrows) is your mask on too tight?