Bean-Sized Menace
"You should consider a second name too," Mustang said sarcastically, "The Shrimp Sized Alchemist."

"Who are you calling so small that you can't see him even with the strongest electron microscope?" Ed shouted, obviously angered by the comment. The giant suit of armor gave an apologetic smile and stepped forward to restrain his brother.

"But he didn't say that, brother."

"I don't care what he said or didn't say!"

Everyone in the room sighed. Riza smiled wearily. This happens every time that Edward Elrich returns to report into the colonel. There was something about the two of them that seems to clash. Maybe it was because they have so much in common. She sighed, god knows what drives those two to hate each other so much. She followed Havoc, Falman and Al out of the office, which has returned to its normal state of being white, giving the colonel and Ed privacy.

"So, what is now Fullmetal? What have you to report?" The colonel asked, sitting at his desk, his cheek resting against the palm of his hand.

Plopping down on the coach that sat in the middle of the room, Ed tossed the colonel a manila folder. Which to Ed's dismay, he caught with efficiency instead of smacking the man's irritable face which always had that cocky smile.

Scratched across the top in ink were the words, "To the Bastard Colonel." Roy twitched, the damned Full metal boy had an annoying sense of humor, almost as bad as his.

"Just incase I didn't get to give it to you in person." Ed explained, "No need to write out the full address, they'll know who I'm talking about."

"Very funny," Roy tore open the envelope and began flipping through the report. "Full metal, full metal, trust you to fail at such an easy job." He said shaking his head with a grin on his face, "Just as I predicted."

"Shut up you manipulative bastard." Ed retorted, "You had all of that planned didn't you? Sending me to some hamlet in god knows where to take care of a renegade officer."

"Well, you were supposed to take care of him, as in kill him, not send him off on a ferry to a distant island nation." Mustang said nonchalantly, continuing to read the report, "He's not the most brilliant alchemist, it would have been easy work for you. Such a shame you let him go, they say he was a brilliant automail mechanic, would have been a valuable asset to the staff. Oh well, less paperwork for me from the Southwest."

"Damn bastard, I'm surprised that you haven't been promoted yet." Ed said, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"It's not all about promotions," Mustang said, pausing to think about it, "Okay, scratch that, maybe it is all about promotions and miniskirts too."

"Is that all you can think about? Miniskirts and women?" Ed said disgustingly.

"Here's your new mission." Roy said, ignoring the comment. He tossed the folder at Ed, who got hit in the head with it.

Before Ed could find another insult to throw at the colonel, Ross and Bloch both burst into the room, "They found Scar!"