A.N. Chapter 3! Yay! Well, I can't say much, so I can get more typed! AAGHH! I have 10 minutes!
Warnings: some OOC. Read chapter 2 for the whole spiel. I also pick on Roy a little.(and Riza is sick. Slightly, patience shortened exponentially)
Disclaimer: me no own Full Metal Alchemist. Hiromu Arakawa does that.
Chapter start
Dec. 3
East city HQ
Weather- Gosh, can it get any colder?
Riza walked up to Roy's desk.
"Sir, Edward is here."
But Roy didn't respond. Slowly, as if in slow-motion, his head, rested on top of laced fingers, fell to the desk. A muffled 'thud' and a groan came from his head.
"Sir. SIR!"
"Ugh, what?"
"You fell asleep again."
"Besides that?"
"Edward is here. so is Alphonse."
"Whatever."
"They're right here."
Roy managed somehow to lift his heat up off the table and focus on the two boys in front of him. He waved his hand feeblely. His brain hadn't taken into account the slight annoyance that there always was between him and Ed.
"Hi. As you can see, I'm not really awake right now. Can you come back later?"
"Sure. Al and I want to do more research."
And with that, the two boys walked out of the building, headed for the library.
"Hello Edward, Alphonse." The Librarian greeted the two boys. She used to refer to them as 'sir' but Ed put a stop to that.
"Back to do more research? But I thought that you had to report to the Colonel."
"I did, but he wasn't really awake."
"What?"
"He fell asleep."
"Ed?"
Yes, Al?"
"I wonder why the Lieutenant wasn't berating him." Both the boys had received warnings to be extra careful around her, that she was not to be messed with, because she was sick with a cold.
"She probably is right now."
The two didn't know just how right they were.
Roy was in pain. Riza had been berating him for what felt like 30 minutes. He lookes at the clock. Nope. Only 5.
He didn't know how long he would last.
A N. done! Gotta up load before WW3 starts.