Mesa no own FMA
Drabble 2… hopefully I won't run out of ideas…. –looks around-…. I must be going insane… or was it sane…I can't remember…
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The 25 Days of Christmas----------------------------------------------------
Drabble 2
Mistletoe
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Ed wasn't sure why there was mistletoe hanging over the doorway to the Colonel's office. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a voice nagged quietly that something was wrong here and if he valued his life, he would avoid it. Still though, he had to give that bastard –ahem- his commanding officer his latest report and that meant going inside that office.
An irritated look set on Ed's face, already knowing that the smug Colonel was already plotting a way to torment him. Taking a deep breath and preparing for the worst, he walked into Colonel Mustang's office…
And neatly finished his report without a single insult. Ed had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. The entire time, Roy didn't do or say a thing. He simply listened to Ed's statement, took his report and then dismissed him. Not a single insulting, annoying, or teasing phrase. It was a hallow feeling, like something missing in a normal routine. Ed couldn't remember if there was ever a time that Roy didn't tease him. Strange…
"Is something wrong, Fullmetal?" asked Roy, watching Ed closely. The younger alchemist hadn't move, becoming strangely quiet.
Startled out of his thoughts, Ed shouted his answer, "No! I mean nothing!" He took several steps backwards, inching away from his superior. There was something strange going on in here. Roy's eyebrow rose. Ed was acting odd.
Roy stood up from his seat, his ever familiar smirk appearing on his face. Ed blinked. "Do you know about the legend of the mistletoe, Fullmetal?"
Ed blinked once more and shook his head. His eyes narrowed briefly, suspicion starting to rise. Roy ignored the look and continued. "It says anyone who stands under the mistletoe must be kissed."
Golden eyes widened in shock as Ed looked up. He was standing under the mistletoe. His eyes focused on the Flame Alchemist, almost daring the older man to try. Roy bent down and kissed Ed on the lips. "Merry Christmas, Edward," Roy said, his smirk growing wider.
"Bastard!"
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… I'm aware that this story is very familiar to my last year Christmas tree… but I couldn't pass up a chance to tease Ed with the mistletoe again. So here's another story about mistletoe. :P
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