So like, this is the last chapter of Holiday Season! A million bazillion thank you's to all my lovely reviewers! Your all super! –hugs- :P

Anyways, enjoy…

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Christmas Eve

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Edward was once again sprawled on the couch, feet propped lazily on the coffee table. The little elf figurines, which he had previously arranged, were in immediate danger of being knocked to the floor by the two intruding army boots. His chin was on his chest, his face hidden by a book. Reading? Roy sighed. He sometimes wondered how the boy's mind operated.

Edward looked up at the Colonel's exhalation of breath to see him standing in the doorway, the tree under one hand.

"You! What do YOU want!" seethed Edward, snapping the book shut, and glaring at Roy.

Roy chuckled. "Only here to give you your final job," he said calmly.

"What! More? No WAY!" Edward cried.

"I'm sorry to have to inform you Edward, but it was either me… or Winry," he said, smirking. He stared down on the boy, who was still stubbornly seated on the couch.

Edward seemed to deliberate for a moment, before swinging his legs over the side and putting the book down. The thought of Winry coming to tell him must have convinced him.

"Fine, what do I have to do?" he asked darkly.

"I knew you'd see it my way," said Roy, only to get a harsher glare from Edward. "Now you just have to decorate the tree," he said, remembering Winry's cheery tone.

"Agh, just great…"

Roy set the tree up in the corner. "I'm gonna go get the box,"

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Roy made his way back to the living room, his eyes just peeking over the top of the box of decorations. It had taken him long enough to find it! Jeez, FullMetal needed to organize his closets better. He stepped into the living room and put down the box, about to complain to Edward about it. He stopped at the scene before him.

Edward was once again on the couch, his nose in a book. And the tree… the tree… Well… Roy put his face in his hands and couldn't help but laugh.

Edward looked up at the chuckling Colonel, giving him a confused look. He set the book down on the coffee table and stood up. Roy couldn't help it, each time he looked up at the Christmas tree he laughed harder.

"What?" asked Edward, looking curiously at Roy.

Roy could only raise one hand weakly and point.

Edward followed Roy's finger, and stared at the tree.

"What? What's wrong with it!" he demanded, suddenly angry. What can be wrong with it! Thought Edward furiously. It looked all right to him.

When Roy Had Left:

So, I have to decorate the tree? Thought Edward. How did you do that? He tried to remember pictures he'd seen of Christmas tree's. Oh yeah! He remembered. You have to put shiny things all over them!

His heart sank. He didn't HAVE any shiny things. He glanced around his apartment, looking for anything that gleamed in the least. He was, as suspected, disappointed. He scraped the back of his mind. Shiny… Shiny… Shiny? Oh, I know! He rushed across the room and dug in the desk drawer for a moment before producing a small, rectangular, lumpy… thing… covered in blue and red glitter. Elysia had made it for him last time he'd seen her. He couldn't seem to remember what it was suppose to be though. He briefly wondered if even SHE would recognize it.

He went back over to the tree and managed to prop it between two branches. With that done, he stood back to see his work. I don't think it's enough… He thought, thinking of anything else he could possibly adorn the tree with. The problem was, his house was at lack for many shiny or sparkly things. He made a mental note to keep more of those around.

Wait, those are shiny, he thought reasonably. He dashed into the kitchen, and returned a moment later with a shiny, long, silver thing. He laid it across 3 branches, feeling quite proud.

He still needed more though. Hmm… He tried desperately to think of anything that was NEAR shiny. Then it hit him. He thrust his hand into his pocket and pulled out his pocket watch. That was REALLY shiny! Great! He hooked the loop on a particularly long branch, and let the watch hang down. Then he stood back once again to examine his work.

Eh, not perfect, but it'll do, he thought, returning to the couch. At least he had THAT out of the way.

Present:

Roy gathered himself together and forced himself to quit laughing. He straightened up and looked the boy in the eye.

"Generally, Edward, one does not decorate a Christmas tree with a spoon," he said.

You don't? But it looked FINE to him! Thought Edward incredulously.

Edward just muttered. "Well, how was I supposed to know? YOU weren't helping!" he seethed.

"If you'd listened to me, Edward, you would have heard me say I was going to get the box of decorations," said Roy, going forward to examine the lumpy, glittery… thing… that was weighing down two branches.

"No, you just said 'box'. How was I gonna know what THAT means?" demanded Edward.

Roy, to avoid further anger, bent down to get the box. "Look," he said, opening it, "we have to use these,"

Edward stared into the box. It was filled to the brim with apple-sized orbs in colors of Red, Green, Blue, and Gold. They sparkled and shone in the lamp light. He was dazzled for a moment, but pulled himself together.

"We have to use those?" he asked, seething, "No, Roy, you have to use those. I'm done. I already tried but 'No, you're not supposed to decorate your tree's with spoons'…" He walked back to the couch, but Roy caught him by the shoulder.

"Edward, look, you take the ornaments like this--" he said, attempting to put one in Edward's hand.

Edward shrugged away. "No, I'm not decorating the tree you bastard,"

"—and hook it on the branches like this," continued Roy, still attempting to shove the ornament into his hand.

"No you bastard, stop it I'm—"

"Edward, you are decorating the tree," said Roy, "Now just—"

"AGH!" screamed Edward as Roy had attempted to pick him up and bring him closer to the tree.

"Stop being so childish Edward and—"

"CHILDISH!"

And in the course of the next 2 ½ seconds:

"Stop yelling and just hang the ornament on the tree!"

"No frigin' way you bastard!"

Roy posed to snap his fingers.

Edward had his automail transmuted as a blade.

Roy glared.

Edward glared.

After a very long pause:

"Shrimp,"

"Bastard,"

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"Don't do that," ordered Roy, stopping Edwards's hand as it was reaching to adorn the tree with yet another ornament. "You can't put all the same color in one spot," he continued, pointing to the fact that Edward had hung 5 golden decorations all in the same area.

Edward smirked at the Colonel, bemused. He'd never seen this side of Roy before. He could already see the headline: "Former Military Officer Roy Mustang Retires To Begin Career In Interior Design"

"Why Roy," he said in a mock flattery tone, "you're a natural,"

At the realization on Edward's words Roy turned a dark shade of crimson and muttered something about Edward being stupid. Edward just laughed. He hoped the Colonel didn't think Edward would EVER let him forget this.

At last the box was empty, and when they both stood up to look at their work they were dazzled. The tree was laden with the colorful little globes, glinting in the lamplight. They seemed to twinkle a little as they hung there.

Edward stared unblinkingly at the tree. Shiiiiiiiiiinnnnnyyyy… was the only thing that came to his mind.

He snapped out of it and cleared his throat.

"Oh, uhh, yeah, lets go tell Winry we're done," he said.

"Er, Edward, she's already left," Roy waited for it.

"She what?"

"She left when we came back with the tree," It was just a matter of seconds now… And—

"YOU MEAN YOU DRAGGED ME THROUGH ALL OF THIS EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T HAVE TO!" roared Edward, jumping up threateningly to his full height (which wasn't threatening at all) and glaring harshly at Roy.

"Yes, Edward, that IS what I mean," said Roy, calmly. He was far too used to this.

"ARGH!" growled Edward, leaping at the Colonel with the intent of throttling him. Mustang smirked and raised an eyebrow at the young alchemist, who had stopped in mid jump, having caught site of the Christmas tree again. Edward stared for a moment, then mutter and swung off his red coat, hanging it over the couch.

He mumbled something like "The cookies," and headed for the kitchen. Roy, who'd had plenty of excitement that night, sat down on the couch.

A moment later FullMetal returned with not one but TWO cookies in his mouth. His hands were busy undoing his braid. When he'd successfully screwed up his hair, he began eating not one of, but BOTH cookies at the same time.

"What, I don't get one?" asked Roy from his seat on the couch. Edward glared at him. He seemed to deliberate for a moment, then smirked and threw one of the half-eaten cookies at Roy, hitting him in the face. Roy grimaced, but none-the-less took a bite.

"How do I taste?" asked Edward, getting up and walking over towards Roy, a smile on his face.

It was then that Roy noticed he'd been eating the 'Edward' sugar cookie. He smirked, as Edward approached.

"Sugary," he said, rather blandly. "How about me?" he asked, gesturing towards the blue and black one that Edward had been munching on. Edward however, didn't respond until he was standing right in front of the Colonel.

Propping one hand on the wall behind the couch, he leaned down to Roy. He pressed his lips against Roy's, letting his tongue find its way into the Colonel's mouth a moment. He bit at the Colonel's lip gently as he pulled back.

"Great," he answered finally, before once again lowering himself into the kiss.

Roy closed his eyes and let his chibi lover control the kiss. Edward sank lower until his knee rested on the couch, working both his hands through Roy's dark hair. Mustang pulled Edward down onto him, breaking the kiss for a moment and resting his face in the boy's neck. The young alchemist took this pause, slowly working his hands up Roy's button-up, running his hands over the well-known ground. Then, in one movement, he pulled off the shirt. Roy worked himself on top of the boy, kneeling over him, his legs spread-eagle over Edward's lap. Edward allowed the more-experienced Colonel take over, letting his head be shoved back against the couch. It tasted great, Edward found himself thinking. Somewhere between the cookies and the taste of Roy (which he could never get enough of.)

Edward tortured himself to pull away a moment gesturing towards the bedroom door. Roy nodded, standing up. Edward jumped up immediately, closing the short distance that had been made between him and Roy in a matter of seconds and once more attaching himself to his male lover. He pushed Roy forcefully backwards towards the bedroom door, jumping up and wrapping his legs around the Colonel's middle. Roy stumbled backward through the door, not bothering to shut it behind him.

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Edward, after having been ensnared by the shiny orbs on the Christmas Tree on several occasions in which Roy had usually found him standing in front of it gawking at it and mumbling incoherently, forced Roy to take the tree down. Roy was actually a bit upset about this, for he had been quite amused indeed by the Elric's reaction to it. But Edward, ever after, had always had a thing for shiny things, and could be found fromm time to time staring at Elysia's gift. The time Roy had attempted to throw it away he'd nearly been killed.

And sugar cookies became a new interest of the Elric as well. It wasn't but two weeks later that Roy had stopped by Edward's house to find him in the process of baking them. Edward had just blushed and muttered a little bit, then retorted using Roy's decorating comment. At that point the Colonel shut up.

The boy also, Mustang noticed, kept a cleaner house as well.

He didn't know whether Winry noticed these things or not, but he was sure that if she did he'd be hearing about it. Al noticed in any case, and when he brought it up with Edward ended up leaving that day with a very nasty lump on his head. Roy merely smiled.

All in all, it had been a pretty good Christmas for Roy. Hectic, but good. He was, of course, very glad he didn't have a Winry in the family though. He most likely would've died long ago.

That night Roy lay in the Elric's bed, the alchemist sleeping peacefully beside him, bare chest falling slowly up and down. And jeez, he thought, if this is what Edward has to put up with on Christmas, what kind of hell does he go through on other holidays? And his mind finally drifted away with the image of Edward dressed as a ghost, going from house to house and shouting, "trick-or-treat!"

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Right, so that's the end! Or is it…? Yeah, the last part is kind of a give away. Should I do you think? Hmm… Well, review please:)

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Prozacfairy- Of course he does, silly, he's Roy :P

Shingo-sama- Sorry for the short chapter, hope you liked this one more! .

BlackMercifulFaerie- Yeah, well, that can be a reason, but really, once the series is over, this story really wouldn't fit in anywhere xD. But oh well. Glad you liked it, and sorry for that mistake. –slaps forehead- I should not still be doing that! Anyways, thank you!

Hiyami- Heh, yeah, sorry it was so short. I'm glad you liked it, and I hope you liked this one. So what do you think? Should I? –points to question at the end-

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-Aemi