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Ok, this is part one, of two. The next drabble will be up next! Now, on with the fiction!
"COLONEL MUSTANG!" A blonde haired man stood in front of his desk, and growled at the man. "DID YOU STEAL MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN?" Jean Havoc had an angry aura about him, as he tapped his foot in front of Roy Mustang's paperwork covered desk.
The man only smirked in reply. "Which one now?" Roy put a finger over his lips, pretending to think, and not remember. "You know," Havoc sounded annoyed, "The one with brown hair and blue eyes? Melissa! You know her!"
"Nope!" Roy denied the fact, but Havoc shot back, "I know it was you! When she broke up with me, she told me she found someone better. Someone with black hair and matching eyes, and she also mentioned he was in the military! That," He pointed, "Means you!"
"Oh, her. Yes, I did go out with her. But," He smirked, "I didn't know she was going out with you." Havoc just scoffed, "Yeah right! You know what Boss? You're too handsome for your own good! YOU STEAL ALL MY GIRLFRIENDS!"
"Guilty as charged." Was all he got as an answer.
A/N This is part one of two. I hope you enjoyed it, and I encourage you too review!