Caroline: yea so... i started this fic PURELY off of fan request so... yea but pleaz read- i PROMISE i workd REAL hard on it! review!
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Caroline is a small girl who was abandoned by her father at age 1 & a half & left with Roy to be raised. After reading a letter that stated her father dead falsely, she attempted Human Transmutation to bring him back at the age of 9, losing her left arm. She traveled to Risembool to get automail & was gone for years, trying to earn up the money to pay for it, not keeping in touch with Roy or Jordan whatsoever. She returned at the age of 12 in order to take the alchemy exam which (now) is months away. She does not yet know of either Ed or Al.
Jordan is a girl who is a year & a half older than Caroline & is Roy's little sister. She, too, was raised by Roy, & grew up with Caroline, becoming quick friends with the girl. She passed the last exam, becoming the Living Flame Alchemist, & is a First Lieutenant in the military (now).
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Chapter 1: The Pillow Fight
Maybe it was the day she attempted Human Transmutation. It could've been the day that she returned from Risembool. Maybe it was her soft brown hair, or the determination in her eyes. It might be behind that smile that hid it all, or her all-too-predictable actions, but it was something that had him confused, lost, & for once, powerless.
It wasn't long that she had been home. A week, & yet it felt so long, he thought. Since the moment he had seen her, he couldn't get her off his mind. Sure, it may have been the fact that she had just gotten home, how he & Jordan had missed her company, felt incomplete without the feisty child who had been around them for who knows how long... but it also might have been the fact that she had left as a nine year old, & come back as a more... shall we say... 'developed'... what was she? Twelve, almost thirteen? Yes, a more developed twelve year old. Hm. Twelve. Twenty-eight. Twelve and twenty-eight.
No.
No.
No.
Roy was not in love. Especially not with mere children. Hell, he even believed Edward was still a child, which reminded him, he had to bring the family together at some point, didn't he? However, knowing Ed's dynamic personality, he'd beat Roy to a bloody pulp if he knew he liked his little sister.
"Argh!"
Roy threw his papers off the desk, fuming.
"I do not like Caroline Elric!" he yelled, putting his head in one hand, some of his hair threading through the spaces between his fingers.
After closing his eyes for a second, his eyes floated upwards from the desk to in front of him, realizing something.
Riza Hawkeye blinked, wide-eyed, looking quite confused.
Ah, yes, Riza Hawkeye, the lady lieutenant who was tough-as-nails with a calm composure to boot. She was a lovely woman, Roy thought. She had always been his 'crush', but he thought it wrong to ask such a woman out with her most recent relationship. A few months before Roy met Riza, about six years ago, she had gotten out a rocky relationship with an alcoholic, abusive boyfriend. When her boyfriend went too far & tried to kill the poor woman, she lost it, pulling the trigger. No charges were held, since it was self-defense, but, of course, Riza decided she wouldn't be looking for love again for a very, very long time, possibly never. Plus, even when he though of her that way, he couldn't ever bring himself to think about her more than just a faithful companion, a girl to rely on, & to trust. But Caroline... argh! There he went again!
"Sir..."
Roy's eyes focused on her.
"Your paperwork," she said, placing it on his desk neatly.
"Oh...yes," he said.
"Anything... wrong?" she asked.
"No, no," he said.
"You look sick," the woman pointed out, after leaning down, looking at his face for a moment. She put a hand to his forehead. "You might want to go home."
"I suppose," he said, nodding quickly.
Yes, yes, that was it, he thought, as he tugged on his jacket. He hadn't been feeling as lively during the past week. All these thoughts about Caroline had been the side effects of that. Now he would just go home & go to bed.
But that was just the problem.
"Caroline."
He saw the lump huddle & move towards the end of the bed, his bed, as if trying to make itself invisible.
"Caroline."
The same thing happened again. He sighed.
"Gosh, I hope Caroline's okay," he said loudly. "I can't find her anywhere. Maybe she got lost in the carpet..."
"I'm not small enough as to be in comparison with a fire ant!" Caroline yelled loudly, all the sheets flying off Roy's bed in a hurry, exposing the small girl, her lower lip thrust out. She sat in an overly large sweatshirt that she must have grabbed from Jordan's closet, & a pair of red plaid boxers, & her ponytail was lower than normal, & very messy. She rushed to get all the sheets up off of the floor, & pulled them over herself once more as she jumped back into his bed.
"Why are you in my bed exactly?" Roy asked a few minutes later, seeing as the brunette wasn't going to leave. "Having nightmares again?"
"I'm too old to hop in your bed after nightmares now..." Caroline said grumpily, her back to him. "Sleeping with you would be enough of a nightmare as it is," she muttered afterwards.
"Well," he said, blushing slightly at the very idea. "If you feel that way about it, why aren't you in your own bed?"
"Your bed is softer," she said.
"Is that so?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
She looked over her shoulder, nodding.
"Jordan says parent's beds are always softer," she sat up. "Since I don't have a parent, I tried yours to see if it were true."
"Uh huh," he said slowly, trying to understand her reasoning. "Now... can you get up? I have to lie down & rest."
"No," Caroline said, hugging the sheets tightly.
"Caroline."
"No!" she said.
"Caro-"
The girl sat up, unexpectedly letting out a blood curdling scream. Although Roy was confused at what would bring the girl to do this, he covered his sensitive ears & closed his eyes, trying to block out the noise.
Suddenly, Roy felt something whop him across the head. It was soft, & it felt rather large, but it had a certain sting, a certain feeling that made you wonder
"What the hell was that?" Roy asked, opening his eyes, & letting go of his ears, realizing the girl was no longer screaming.
He looked at the small girl grinning largely on the bed, her eyes flashing wildly. He looked at her hands, & there was her weapon.
"So that's what you want, huh?" Roy asked, smirking deviously.
The man stood up, & Caroline began giggling happily, pointing at him.
"I got you, taisa!" she said happily. "I got you! I got you! I go-"
Whap!
Caroline blinked her eyes wide & questioning. Her inquiring look suddenly turned to one of fury, as her eyes grew aflame.
"Why you..." she said, seeing Roy grin victoriously, pillow in hand.
She stood up on the bed, only to be knocked down by another hit with the pillow. She hit the man back, & again, & again, & again, before she began to lose the fight.
Giggles, screams, & battle-cries turned out to be her downfall, & once knocked down, Roy used her ultimate weakness against her.
"No! No! No!" Caroline screamed, before beginning to giggle as Roy began tickling her sides. "Get off me, you sick pervert!"
"Say uncle!" Roy ordered his eyes playful.
"Yo momma!" Caroline yelled, before giggling even harder.
The two continued until the door suddenly opened.
The two turned to find Jordan in the doorway looking quite confused, due to the fact that a twelve-year old Caroline was pinned to the bed by a twenty-eight year old Roy with her sweatshirt up over her stomach. The two stared at one, & one stared at the two, the whole room silent.
"Well, this sucks," Jordan said, shaking her head as she walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her.
The two continued to stare at the door, until Caroline raised her right fist, hitting Roy square across the cheek.
"This is all your fault, you bastard Colonel."
To be continued...
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