Drabble #64: Scenery from a Car Window

You know the saying, TGIF. Thank God it's Friday. I love Fridays, they are so wonderful. They signify the end of the week, the long and boring paper-filled week, complete with a side of nagging from Hawkeye. Fridays mean that I don't have to show my face around the office again until Monday morning. That's two full days of relaxation and doing what I want, when I want to do it. So, as I stated before, Fridays are truly wonderful things.

This Friday, in particular, was extra special. Not only was there some good news from Hughes and less paperwork than normal, but I also had myself a date. You see, Tuesday one of the usual secretaries called out sick, and her replacement was a tall, leggy blonde with pretty blue eyes and a great sense of humor. She seemed to take an immediate liking to yours truly (naturally!) and the plans pretty much worked themselves out from there. It was like it was the most natural thing in the world.

I took the car myself, instead of having Havok or Hawkeye drive me like I normally would, and picked my blue-eyed baby up at her apartment. She was dressed in a cute little red number that didn't leave much to the imagination. Goodness, she was beautiful. My plans for the night were to take her dancing and just show her a good time, and although it was not in my original plans, the sexual tension between the two of us was suffocating, and we ended up at the decision she would be coming back to my flat with me when the night was over. Her suggestion actually, but who was I to argue with that? I think if I had refused, the bartender himself would have reached right over the counter and tried to knock some sense into my head. No, the thought to say no simply never crossed my mind.

So around midnight we found ourselves driving down Main Street in the direction of my place. We were chatting about everything and anything that came to mind. A rare silence fell between us as I concentrated extra hard on the road (I admit that I had just a few drinks in me at the time.) To my surprise she took her hand and moved to rest it on my thigh. I glanced down at it, then over at her. She had that look on her face, that irresistible one that women have. I gulped and quickly turned my attention back to where we were going. What I saw then shocked me even more.

Hawkeye. She was walking down the street on the sidewalk. She looked nice out of her uniform, dressed in a conservative yet extremely flattering knee-length black skirt and a nice black blouse. Her golden hair was down about her shoulders. She held her head high as she took her dog, Black Hayate, for a late night walk. Even though I hardly ever saw Hawkeye in such a state, this was not what had shocked me. What got to me was that fact that she was not alone at this late hour. She was walking next to Fuery. Kain Fuery of all people! And she was smiling and laughing with him as they turned the corner out of my sight. I was hit with a sudden and severe pang of jealousy and curiosity, and it was then I made the mistake of turning my head to try desperately to keep the pair in my vision. What were they doing? Where were they going? My anger rose and I didn't even understand exactly why. A scream brought me back from my thoughts.

I looked over at the woman in the car with me as she pulled back in her seat and pointed out the windshield. She yelled my name and I turned my attention back to the road, only to find I was driving on the wrong side! My heart leaped out of my body and was racing as I swerved back onto the correct side of the road, nearly hitting the car next to me, slammed on the brakes and collided head on into a tree. When the dust settled and we had completely stopped moving, an almost deafening silence filled out ears. I was lost. It all happened so fast, I couldn't figure out where I was at first. Only one thought was on my mind. Hawkeye and Fuery!

"What the hell does she see in a guy like that?" I asked myself aloud. Only after I said it did I realize what a mistake it was.

"Excuse me! You just almost got us killed and all you have to say is something about another woman! You didn't even ask if I was alright! Thank goodness I had my seatbelt on because from the looks of it your thoughts are elsewhere and it's going to kill me!" and she just kept going. I got chewed out for another half an hour before she climbed out of the car insisting that she would walk home because she couldn't spend another minute in my company. She even topped it off with a "never talk to me again!"

My severely bruised ego and I sat in my ruined car until two in the morning waiting for help to arrive. I had to spend all of Saturday in the auto body shop arguing with the mechanics about their outrageous prices, and I had no car on Sunday, so spent the whole rainy day brooding by myself in my flat. Monday morning rolled around and I slept in. Woke up at 10am to discover my alarm clock died over the night. I walked into work two hours late with a small black cloud hovering over my head, and when any of my subordinates had the nerve to ask me what was wrong, I shot them a look that could kill.

-Fin

Authors Notes: Don't kill me, please! College tends to take up a lot of time. I apologize from the bottom of my heart. I had mixed thoughts about this drabble. I don't like the beginning, but I think that's only because I don't like the idea of Roy out with a girl other than Riza. But I was very careful with my wording in the first half, especially about the date. It was important to me to stress that Roy hadn't planned on taking the girl back to his place, because I hate it when people think he's a slut. He isn't, and I was careful with my wording to try and get that point across. I really like the end though. I think it's kind of humorous. But I need to know what ya'll think about it, because we all know the writer tends to be way too over-critical of their own work.

And there are too many people to give individual replies to like I usually do, so I have to cut it down. I just don't have the attention span, sorry.

Unexpection: Always a pleasure to receive reviews from you. I'm very happy you enjoyed it. Wasn't it super sweet?

Shadow Dreamer 27: Thanks, and here is the next one, so I hope I didn't let you down. I find that is my worst fear about writing these, that I'll disappoint the readers.

Rizahawkeye21: You know, I never tried counting sheep myself, but I don't think it would work for me either. I'd end up challenging myself to stay awake just to get to a really high number, and that just defeats the whole purpose! Hope you like this one too!

MoonStarDutchess: LMAO, Don't worry, I wasn't offended or anything, it just caught me off guard. Thanks for the compliment on my last drabble.

OoOAnimeChildOoo: What's a C2? But if it's a good thing to be added to, then yea sure, add it! And thanks for the lollypop!

Thanks to C.A.M.E.O.1 and Only for her one word review. And to Hurley's Belial as well!

One final one, to the OptimisticPessimist, My calculations were correct in the last drabble. You might want to recheck yours. Sometimes calculators die, you know, so I always put in a simple problem that I know the answer to first, to make sure it gives me the right answer, and then put in the actual problem. Just saves a lot of trouble.