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Rated: T
-smacks self for not updating soon enough-
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Today Roy had learned something very interesting about his pint-sized alchemist; Ed was not fond of thunderstorms. The day had started like any other. Havoc was dodging bullets as Hawkeye berated him for smoking in the office. Fury was cradling a stray dog he had picked up on the street, and Breda was cowering in fear of the small animal.
"Get that thing away from me!" he screamed from the top of the bookshelf he had scaled to get away from the puppy. Cain was holding it up to him.
"Come on, just pet him once, dogs aren't evil, Breda: stop being a baby about this!" he tried to reason with him.
"NOOO!"
"Will you people shut up?" Roy massaged his temples, "I am trying to concentrate here!"
"On what?" Havoc asked with a smirk as he took refuge behind an upturned chair to avoid the flying bullets, "Certantly not paperwork."
"It doesn't involve you, and besides, I have a headache," then he turned to glare at his co-workers, "if you can't shut up, then take it outside."
"We can't, sir, forgive my insubordination, but it appears to be raining." Riza advanced on the armchair, her gun held at the ready, "Put that cigarette out, HAVOC!"
Suddenly there was a flash of light that filled the room, no, flash of light wouldn't be the right word; it was like the light melted the room. The power went out and five seconds later there was a resounding crash of thunder that Roy was sure shook the very supports of the building. The room was silent then Havoc said.
"Do you hear that?" he dug a finger into his ear, trying to loosen any earwax that was causing the peculiar sound.
"No." said Breda.
"Wait, I hear it, it sounds like…" Roy cocked his head to the side. The sound was getting nearer, it reminded Roy of the pounding of boots on the slick hallway floors. Moments later Ed flew into the room and launched himself at the colonel, landing on him and snuggling up next to him in his big leather chair, causing it to swivel around.
Then he looked at Roy and smiled nonchalantly, "Well, seems to be raining outside, eh?"
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XDDD got the idea for this one cause meh dad reminded me today that I used to be terrified of storms, they could literally start counting after the thunderclap and they would hear me coming and then I would try to act all nonchalant like nothing happened. XDDD
R&R please!