Meh...Yay a review! Only one so far..but oh well..-cries- but as a little sidenote..SNOW!#$#$ OMG SNOW!#$! Ok im done expressing myself.

Roy was bored. And when he was bored, dangerous things happened. So Roy tried to avoic these dangerous things and tried to go outside, until stopped by Lieutenant Hawkeye.

"Sir, you need to finish your paperwork." She spoke like she always did. And she didn't have any emotion added to it. This is what made Roy want to leave even more, as if that wasn't possible.

"I'm done with all of it," Roy Mustang lied viciously.

"I highly doubt that sir,"

"Have you ever thought that maybe if you finished all of it early for once, you'd be able to leave early?" Havoc asked from his side in the room. His feet were picked up on his desk and he leaned back in his chair.

"You should listen to Lieutenant Havoc," Riza said as she stood her ground in front of the door. Roy lazily walked back to his desk and sat down before he noticed the snow was getting at 1 foot deep. He sat down at his desk and picked up his pen.

After what seemed like 2 hours, and 2 more feet of snow, Riza Hawkeye moved herself behind Roy's desk to see how he was doing. She was silent.

"...Is this what you've been doing for the last 2 hours?" Her voice was flat and Roy was taken by shock, for he hadn't seen his 1st lieutenant coming. He violently covered the scrap of paper with his arms and prayed to god she didn't see what he had been doodling.

"Uhm...Maybe..." Roy sounded like a child, trying to hide a secret from his mother. Sadly in this part Riza was the mother and Roy was the child. But as they always say "Mother's know best," you could really count on that being true.

She raised an eyebrow and stared at Roy. She had seen a 'Z' in what he had been drawing, and there weren't many words with the letter 'z' in it.

"If you were curious, Colonel Roy Perverted Mustang was drawing-"

Havoc was cut off because at that moment Roy chucked a giant lamp from his desk at Jean Havoc. He was pretty sure Jean would suffer from minor head injuries, but other than that everything was fine, is fine, and will be fine. Just as long as Havoc doesn't wake up.

"WHAHAHAHAHA!" Maes Hughes was behind Roy's window and Roy screamed and snapped his fingers. Hughes just had to come at the worst possible moments. Wait a minute. He thought back at what he just thought. Maes Hughes was behind Roy's window...WHAAT?

"OH MY GOD!" Roy stared face to face with Hughes who was hanging by a rope on the window. "What the hell are you doing Hughes!" Roy screamed. He was still hyperventilating from the shock Maes had given him.

Maes happily held up the camera and bore and evil grin on his face. "Well, Colonel Roy Perverted Mustang, I've come well prepared today!" Maes's voice was muffled by the fact he was behind Roy's closed window.

Oh he did not.

Oh he did not just do what Roy thought he did..

"OHMYGODWHYMUSTYOUTORTUREMELIKETHISWITHAMADMANLIKEHUGHES!" Roy's mind was screaming at him. But this only meant one thing. If Hughes was behind his window taking pictures...

"You did NOT just take pictures of what I was drawing!" Roy's face had 'death' written all over him. Hughes realizing this opened his eyes wide and spoke briefly before disappearing above the office floors.

"Well looks like I have tons of work to do Roy!" and with that he was gone.

Roy was pissed off.

Angry

Distressed.

Perverted.

His eye was twitching and the fact that Maes would soon be releasing pictures of Roy the Pervert around Central Headquarters wasn't helping.

"Colonel Roy Perverted Mustang, huh?" Riza spoke up and she crossed her arms in front of Roy. Roy's senses were tingling and they never lied. This would be one of the times that Hawkeye would yell at him and nearly shoot him down because of his love life. Well. He could count on one thing. He was a dead man before this was over.

Riza opened her mouth to speak and Roy shot out of the room before you could say "I'm dead". Top priority was to find Hughes. Molest- WHAT THE HELL WAS HE THINKING! Molest Hughes! His best friend. What the hell! He stopped in a mid run and banged his head on the wall closest to him. There was something creepy going on, and he didn't have the slightest of what it was.

And there he was. Hughes was walking in a..I guess you could call disguise. But it really sucked though. He was wearing an old beard, that was completely gray. And he was wearing a cowboy hat which kind of left Roy wondering.

Roy bolted toward Hughes and pinned him against the wall.

"Geez, Roy. You're not only a womanizer..You're a manonizer too." Hughes raised an eyebrow and sighed. "Please, Roy. It's okay for you to do this..But not in public." He pushed Roy away from him and continued walking down the hallway.

"...Hughes..." Roy whispered in a death tone.

"Yes?" Hughes replied and turned around to face Roy.

"Die, you crazy idiot." Roy snapped his fingers.

Mrs. Hughes paced around in her home while Roy was still sitting in her couch. "Roy," she spoked, there seemed as if there was something she wanted to say but just couldn't.

"KISS ME, ROY!" Hughes yelled out and opened her arms in a hug.

"OHMYGOD!" Roy screamed.

Roy thrashed around in his bed and in a flash he was sitting straight up against the back of his bed. He breathed deeply and told himself it was a dream. A dream, that was all. Hughes was alive, Mrs. Hughes...wasn't going to ever say that in a lifetime, and he wasn't known as Colonel Roy Perverted Mustang. Well..He hoped not. But then again, he wondered why his bed felt so heavy. He turned his head and saw something shiny. 'Oh, hell no...'

"Roy! My baby!" Edward Elric yelled out and tried to grab on to Roy for a hug.

"OHMYGOD!"