Shot of Acid
Chapter 4: Reaction 01
Author's Note: Sorry, I've been completely out of it for the past months so I haven't had any fanfic writing bug come up and bite me in the ass as of late, although I wish it would instead of running around with its head cut off.
In The Line of Fire
Words: 187
He didn't mean for it all to happen.
In fact, he didn't even know it had happened, until he heard screaming.
Which wasn't until a few seconds later.
So it couldn't have been his fault. Right? Because it was his job, and this was a casualty. How could he have known the assassination would have gone so wrong? Why hadn't he been told? It was a tragedy, surely. But he wasn't to blame.The victim could have woken up and been begging, pleading for help.
He remembered thinking, 'It's just what you deserve, you dirty bastard.'
And if he'd known that Fullmetal had been there, he'd never have drenched the place with gasoline and shoved dynamite in every corner of the house.
He didn't even know the the boy was a hostage. No one told him that.
What he was told was that Edward died before the fire got him completely.
Roy tried to tell himself that he couldn't have helped it, but he knew.
The curse of flame is that it burns what's closest.
There Could be Hughes
Words: 172
"Damn it!" A gloved hand slammed into the opposite wall. "You'd think that with all the freakin' technology they have they'd be able to have some pulleys make a stupid box move up and down!"
"Oh, it was moving up and down. Right until it got stuck between floors."
TheState Alchemist shot a killing look at the smoker. "And what the hell are you doing on the elevator!" he demanded of the third occupant.
"I am here to take revenge on the alchemists who use their science as a mockery to my god," the Ishbalan dead-panned. "Same as always."
"And I assume you're doing the polite thing by not breaking in?"
"No, it's just easier than wreaking havoc on military grounds."
"No pun intended."
"Yes, no pun intended."
A long silence punctured the space.
"This sucks."
"It could be worse."
"What could be worse than having a killer, a sarcastic bastard and a chimney stackstuck in the same elevator!"
"There could be Hughes."
High Five
Words: 199
It was Recreation Day. At least, it was according to Mustang. That meant that the military got one day off.
How they got days off for doing nothing all other times of the year (except in a war, which they hadn't seen for a long time) was beyond Ed, but he was happy all the same.
For all of three seconds.
Because today they were going to be playing football.
And Edward didn't even know what football was.
"When you get that rubber ball you just run over there," Havoc had explained, pointing to some posts at the far end of the field.
"What ball!"
"That one," he said, turning the boy's head so that his eyes pointed directly at the referee, Riza, who was holding the thing between her arm and body.
"That's not rubber, it's a freaking inflated spleen!" Ed growled.
"Glad to know we agree on something," Mustang said, sidling up as best he could on crutches. "But really, an inflated spleen, Hawkeye's not that bad."
The fake cast Roy wore to avoid the game was replaced by a real one, courtesy of Edward and an attempt at dry humor.
- Reaction 01 End -
A/N: Well, just so you know, I have as much of a clue on how to play football as Havoc has in picking up girls.
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All joking aside, I hope you enjoy this segment. It wasn't particularly funny and the first drabble is the best of the three . . . but I suppose that's okay. n.n I hope to update NSIS very, very soon, preferably this month. Till then, much love to those who read andreviewed.
And check out kurama-sweethart, hitsuji no edo and Zalia Chimera while you're on. They have much more talent and wry humor in their nail than I have if I cloned myself.