A.N.- Yay! This is the fourth chapter I've managed to type up today!

This is part one of the three-part "lockdown" series.

Pretty much I needed an idea that could use up a lot of days, and this was it.

So here ya go!

Fall Out Boy is currently dancing through my head…hums "are we growing up, or just going down, it's just a matter of time until we're all found out. take our tears, put 'em on ice, 'cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light…"

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA. I do have a plot to get it however… mwahaha…

Oh, an apology to people who don't celebrate Christmas:

I am very sorry if you are offended by this. But then again, if you're on this site, can't you write one yourself? I would love to read it. (p.s.-if there already is one, please tell me in a review.)

December 7

East City HQ

Weather- Very Snowy. Almost freakish amounts coming down.

Edward And Alphonse were heading back from the library after researching, to go get lunch in the mess hall. It was really snowy and freezing cold.

"C'mon, Al, let's get inside before we freeze." Ed laughed. He reached his right arm out to grab the door handle. Out of nowhere, his laughing face turned into a frown.

"Is something wrong, Big Brother?"

"My arm, the auto-mail one, it's extremely stiff. I think it froze." It appeared that his arm was stuck at a right angle, with the hand in the position of grabbing a door handle. So they both walked inside.

Havoc was strolling down the hallway, hands in the pockets of his military coat.

"Hey, chief." He assumed that Ed was waving to him. However, when Ed's hand didn't move, he thought that something might be wrong.

"Somethin' wrong with your arm? Looks kinda stiff." Havoc leaned forward to inspect.

"Yeah. I think it's frozen. I'm lucky it's only my arm. Any longer and," he jerked his good thumb towards the window, "I'd be frozen."

"Well, let's go find a heater to defrost your arm."

So Edward sat next to a heater for about five minutes, waiting for his arm to thaw. He slowly picked up his hand and flexed his fingers.

"Looks good." And he got up and walked off to find Al.

Roy glanced at the clock that was hung up on the wall. He was counting down the seconds until it was time to go. Five…four…three…two…one! Roy snatched his coat and dashed in the direction of the door.

"Where are you going, sir?" Riza asked as her little dog, Black Hayate jumped up onto her lap.

"I'm leaving for the day."

"Look outside."

Roy looked outside and almost fainted. Snow was piled in drifts about two feet deep all around the building. The visibility was so low that if you were outside, you couldn't see your hand even if it was right in front of your face.

"Didn't you catch the memo, sir? We're going to be stuck here for three days. That is when the storm is supposed to let up." She said all of this while calmly scratching Hayate on the head.

Roy didn't know how much of this he could take. "So we're stuck here."

yup! That's chapter 7!

I've gotta post all of the chapters I've typed so far.

Please review!