Now the disclaimer.
I don't own FMA! (sad but true)
Out of little Black eyes
Chapter 6: Day off Part 1
It is easy to make kids happy She looked at him as she slowly ate her piece.
Roy didn't think of anything than his pizza.
Riza took her day off. She just needed to relax with all the work she has to do.
Roy sleepily woke up, Riza sitting on an chair with a cup of coffee in her hands. She slowly sipped the hot liquid.
"Morning ..." he said lazily.
She looked up to him and smiled sweetly. It was 10 o'clock.
"I slept in!" he said jumping up.
"It's Saturday silly" Riza said laughing at him, "I called in, took a day of from work and though we could visit the museum"
He just beamed at that. He would go on a date´ with Riza. Well she doesn't know it is a date but he saw it as one. I'm going on a date, I'm going on a date with Riza. He happily hummed a tune as he got ready to go to the museum. Actually he didn't like museums but that was not important. He put on one of his black pants and a long-sleeved white t- shirt with an dark blue on top, he didn't bother to comb his hair it was always messy. At least when he was smaller. When he got older it flattened a bit but still stuck out. Riza put on a tight light blue jeans with an light pink blouse. She wore an fine silver necklace. Roy remembered that one, he once gave it to her. She never wore it to work. He was happy that she wore it in her free time now and then. They put on their jackets and each of them a warm scarf. Then they left to the museum. It would have been a long walk and it was cold outside so Riza took her car.
Roy could just see out of the window. He recognized the area. He didn't live far away from the museum yet he had never been there Why was I never at the museum? But he was today, with his beloved Riza. The stop light turned red. Roy looked out of the window and saw an old lady walk over the street. V-e-r-y slowly. He thought she would move slow- motion.
"Stupid old- people. Always being so slow and dogmatic" He murmured to himself but still loud enough for Riza to hear.
"Watch your mouth. That is no way to talk about elder people. And who is talking about dogmatic? You are too bossy." She looked at him sternly but softened as she saw his response.
"I am not dogmatic!" He said glaring at her bur just seeing her smile he knew she was right.
That was just the perfect example that he was dogmatic.
The light turned green and Riza turned her attention back to the street. They were now on the parking lot of the museum, there were a bunch of cars and busses. But Riza luckily found a space where she could park her car. Roy got out and shut the door. Then he walked around the car to wait for Riza. She shut her side of the car and walked to Roy, she took his hand and they entered the museum. It was huge.