Killa Pat: Yes, this is the final installment of A Roy and Riza Story. Sad isn't it? I might actually miss updating for you motherfuckers. C.A.M.E.O., I still think you a fucked up pervert but thanks for reviewing.

Wolf Inuyasha, if you're still in a coma from your gunshot wounds, thanks for reviewing, always wear a bulletproof.

KeraJeir, I thank you for reviewing. I'm going to let you leave unharmed.

And to the rest of you motherfuckers, read my ScarxLust fic and leave a review or else I'll hunt you down and kill you.

-a guy wearing a suit walks in-

Guy: Excuse me, are you Killa Pat?

Killa Pat: Yeah I is. Who the fuck are you?

Guy: I, am Riza Hawkeye's attorney, and I'm here to let you know that she's suing you for sexual harassment.

Killa Pat: I don't give a fuck.

Guy: Sir, I don't think you understand. Sexual harassment is a very serious—

Killa Pat: Motherfucker can't you see I'm writing a story? Get the fuck out!

-pulls out mac11 and shoots the guy-

Killa Pat: Try suing me know BITCH!


Epilogue

I laid in bed next to my sleeping wife, my arm wrapped around her naked form. It had been thirteen years since our wedding. "This is the happiest I've been in my life", I thought to myself. Riza stirred in my arms and her eyes fluttered open.

"Have a nice night?", I asked her nuzzling her neck.

"Mmm, yes, it was great", Riza replied moaning.

Our romantic moment was interrupted by the door opening and two seven year olds jumping onto our bed.

"Mommy! Daddy!", the twins, boy and girl said in unison.

"I'm getting too old for this", I muttered to myself.

"Mommy we're hungry and Emily burnt the toast again", Samantha, the older of the twins said.

"Daddy can we go to the park today?", Dale asked me.

"Hold on a minute, let us get dressed first", I said to the two energetic twins.

I watched with pride has the two youngest of our four children left us in peace.

"What are we going to do with those two?", Riza asked me has she started to get dressed and ready for work.

"We could always send them to live with your dad", I said getting out of bed.

"I think that would be one thing that the old man couldn't handle", Riza said chuckling.

After we were dressed we made our way downstairs. Emily, my oldest daughter, was trying to hide the fact that she had again, burnt the toast and nearly set the kitchen on fire.

"Mom, Dad", Emily said when she saw us, "um, I think something's wrong with the toaster—"

"Stop while you're ahead", I said to her, "the smoke gives you away everytime Emily".

"Honestly Emily, how do you expect to be married and not know how to cook?", Riza said throwing away the burnt toast.

"Well mom, maybe I don't expect to be married. Maybe I'll just be a hopeless romantic like Havoc", Emily stated.

"Oh God I sure hope not", Roy Jr. said, "I already have to listen to you whine everyday".

Emily shot her older brother a glare before leaving the kitchen. Roy Jr. chuckled and went back to his cereal. Sometimes when I looked at him I thought I was looking at myself. "He looks so much like me its scary", I thought to myself.

"Dale, Samantha, stop playing with your food", I heard Riza say to the twins.

"Yes mommy", they replied in unison.

"Now hurry up and finish your breakfast, you don't want to be late for school", Riza said to the two.

"But mommy, we're always late for school", Dale said to her.

I smiled and sat down next to my son and started to read the paper. Riza placed a cup of coffee in front of me and I picked up the cup and started to drink. Emily by now had come back into the kitchen with her book bag. Unlike Roy Jr., who was my spitting image, Emily looked more like Riza. And she had her personality as well. Her first statement was, 'daddy do your work'.

"Emily did you get your homework done?", I asked her.

"Yes Dad. Unlike you I can get my work done without someone pointing a gun to my face", Emily said taking a piece of toast off of my plate and eating it.

"Where are you going?", Riza asked her.

"To the bus stop", Emily replied walking out the door.

Roy Jr. got up to follow her out the door, picking up his bookbag has well.

"Roy, whose Monica?", Riza asked him.

"Just another one of my girlfriends", he said before quickly walking out of the door.

Riza shook her head and sat down rubbing her temples. When Roy Jr. was younger Riza had sworn that she wouldn't let him be like me. "Well she failed that", I thought to myself.

"Daddy what's wrong with Mommy?", Samantha asked me.

"She's just in one of her moods", I replied.

"You mean she's going to shoot someone?", Dale piped in.

"Mommy can you shoot the principle?", Samantha asked.

"Yeah! And daddy can set the school on fire so we don't have to go", Dale said.

"Calm down. Nobody's going to shoot, or burn anything", Riza said standing up.

I glanced at the clock and saw that the twins would be late again if we didn't leave now.

"Ok kids, time to go to school", I said standing up.

"But Daddy", both said making puppy dog faces.

"Now. Or else I won't take you to the park afterwards", I said sternly.

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"Be good. And no playing pranks", I said to the two first graders as they jumped out of the car and ran into the building.

"Ready for work?", Roy asked me as we drove towards Central headquarters.

"I swear somebody swapped those two at birth", I said leaning back in my seat.

"Really? I swear I saw them coming out of you", Roy joked.

I smiled and looked at my husband.

"How did we ever get four children?", I asked him.

"Well, I could always give you a demonstration", Roy answered smiling.

"No thanks. You did enough of that last night", I replied.

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"Mom, it's good to be back", a nineteen year old Roy Jr. said has he embraced me.

With his new military uniform on he looked more like Roy than ever. He even had his same cocky grin.

"It's good to see you again, sergeant Mustang", I said to him.

"I prefer the Flame Alchemist better", he said grinning at me.

"Sorry son, but that's already been taken", Roy said walking into the room, followed by Dale and Samantha, who were now thirteen.

"Did you bring us anything?", the two asked at the same time.

"For you? Never", Roy said to his younger siblings.

I smiled with pride at my children. Roy Jr. looked so much like Roy that it at times I thought he was Roy. He had done what we had done and joined the military. He hadn't yet taken the State Alchemy exam but I had a feeling he would.

"Soooo, are there any cute guys in Western?", Emily asked her older brother.

"Emily when did you get here?", Samantha asked her.

"About two seconds ago", Emily replied. She'd been away at college. Unfortunately, she had inherited her fathers talent for winning over the opposite sex.

A half an hour later we were all sitting around the table eating dinner. It never changed. Dale and Samantha kept playing with their food, Emily wouldn't stop chewing with her mouth open, and Roy Jr. had to be constantly reminded to keep his elbows off the table.

"Honestly, didn't they teach you not to do that in the military?", I said to him.

"They teach discipline, not table manners", Roy Jr. said back.

"Table manners will come in handy when you're on a date with a woman", Roy said to him.

"Really? They don't seem to mind", Roy said grinning.

I shook my head. Roy Jr. had turned out to be as much as a playboy has his father. "Maybe he'll meet a girl that he likes and marry her", I thought to myself.

That night, I laid awake in bed. It felt good to have all the kids home even if it was for one night. I turned to Roy, who was asleep next to me. Or so I thought. I yelped in surprise has his arms wrapped around me, and the next thing I knew he was ontop of me.

"I thought you were asleep", I said to him.

"You thought wrong", he said planting his lips on mine.

I parted my lips slightly and his tongue barged in. I kissed him back and our tongues wrestled. He pressed himself against me and his manhood rubbed against my clit causing me to moan into his mouth. We pulled apart for air and his kisses went to my neck.

"Roy, what if they hear us?", I said to him.

"Let them", he said back.

I felt my hands go under his shirt and take it off. I kissed his chest and ran my hands over his torso.

"You know, that night gown is going to have to come off", he said into my ear and I felt him massaging my breasts through my nightgown.

"Mmmm, I like that idea", I said moaning.

I felt him slide a hand up my let and under my nightgown. His hand went into my panties and I moaned with pleasure has he massaged my clit. I laid back on the bed and let him please me. He took my panties off and slid the straps to my nightgown off, and relieved me of it. He kissed my collarbone and took one of my nipples into my mouth. I held his head to my chest as he sucked and moaned with pleasure. Has he did this my hands slid down to his boxers and I slid them off of him.

After he had sucked my nipples his kisses went southward and he spread my legs. I felt his tongue enter me and I placed my hand on his head, urging him to continue. I arched my back in pleasure has he wriggle his tongue around inside of me. I couldn't help myself, I came , and he licked up my juices.

"Are you ready", he asked me.

"Oh God yes", I said back to him, "I need you inside of me right now".

I felt his manhood rub against my clit, teasing me.

"Are you sure?", he asked me.

"Please", I said has his manhood continued to rub against my clit. "I need you".

I felt Roy push into my very slowly. Too slowly for my taste. I wrapped my legs around him so that it was easier for him to push into me.

"More, please", I said moaning.

"Say my name", he said to me.

"Roy", I moaned softly has he pushed himself farther into me.

"Louder".

"Roy", I said again this time louder.

Roy pushed himself all the way inside of me and started his thrusts. Slowly at first.

"More", I moaned has he pushed into me.

Roy slowly increased the speed of his thrusts, I couldn't take it anymore.

"Faster! I'm going to go crazy if you don't!", I said loudly.

Roy grinned and instantly increased the speed of his thrusts. I tilted my head back in pleasure, giving him full access to my neck. The sound of our moans filled the air and I'm sure everybody in the house could hear us, but I didn't care. I wanted him to make love to me all night. I gripped the sheets has he continued to thrust into me.

"Faster, faster", I moaned.

"I don't…know if I can", Roy panted.

Suddenly I felt Roy explode inside of me and I screamed his name in pleasure and I came just seconds after. Roy collapsed on top of me, not bothering to pull out of me.

"Well, if you're going to stay inside me then you could at least do something", I said breaking the silence.

"Riza, I'm too tired", Roy said back to me.

"Fine then", I said to him. Without warning I rolled over so that I was on top. "Don't expect to go to sleep for a long, long time".

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The two made love all night. The entire house was filled with the sounds of their moans. Meanwhile, their children were lying wide awake in their beds pretending they were hearing things.


Killa Pat: To all of those who think this is a crappy way to end my story, I only have one thing to say: FUCK YOU ALL! And again, I'd like to thank all of the dumb motherfuckers who read, and actually reviewed my story. If you're going to read somebody's story, then you might as well leave a review, no matter how shitty you think it is.

Greed: Ok, you've gotten that covered now tell them about what you're going to do next.

Killa Pat: What? Oh, right. I do not plan on writing a sequel to this story so get that thought out of your head. The next fic I plan on doing, well, I haven't really thought about it. The next fic I plan to write is either going to be an EdxWin fic or a Greed centered fic.

Greed: I like the second idea better.

Killa Pat: Shut up! Anyway, tell me which idea you like better: A EdxWin fic, or a Greed centric fic. I really don't care what you want me to write, I just want to know your opinions on the matter.

Roy: Hey Pat, you know where Melissa is? I wanted to congratulate her on the good job she did playing a fucked up pshycotic bitch.

Killa Pat: Um, Melissa's dead.

Roy: I know she's dead. I killed her in the story.

Killa Pat: No, I mean she's really dead. Has in you gave her a third degree burn and then Riza shot her.

Roy: You mean I actually killed her!

Greed: Don't worry. She was just a fucked up phsycotic Roy fangirl we found on the internet.

Roy: Oh, well, has long as it was just a fangirl and nobody important.

-suddenly S.W.A.T. and a bunch of cops burst into a room and start beating Killa Pat to the ground-

Killa Pat: What the fuck!

Cop: Killa Pat, you're under arrest for the kidnapping and murder of Melissa Bradley.

Killa Pat: Who the fuck is Melissa Bradley.

Cop: The Fuhrers wife.

-time suddenly freezes-

Roy: You mean you had me kill the fuhrers wife! You nutty nigger what the fuck is wrong with you!

Cop: Normally we wouldn't have beaten the shit out of you but you're black, so we're obliged to.

Killa Pat: WHAT? Oh, you'll be hearing from my lawyer real soon. This is fucked up!

Greed: Oh and Roy, we have another thing to tell you.

Roy: Well it couldn't possibly be worse than this.

Greed: You know in the last scene when you and Riza are fucking? Well, Riza wasn't available for that scene, so we had Envy do it.

Roy: ……YOU MEAN I FUCKED A CROSSDRESSING PALM TREE! THIS IS THE LAST TIME I EVER WORK IN ONE OF YOUR PRODUCTIONS! YOU HEAR ME, I'M FINISHED!

-meanwhile, Killa Pat is hauled off to jail. Aside from being charged with kidnapping and murder, he faces several counts of being an asshole towards his loyal reviewers. Has well as possession of illegal drugs, public nudity, and conspiracy to commit public nudity-

Killa Pat: Public nudity what the fuck? Well, it doesn't matter know. This is the final chapter, so review, I don't care if they good or bad.

Killa Pat