A/N: Sigh, my apologies, but this chapter is rather short. I tried to add as much humor and content as was possible though, so I hope you enjoy it. And yes, that last chapter, 23,was my favorite, I laughed so hard… three words: pure comic genius. Any who, here ya' go!

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA.

"I thought something was up," Riza smiled, as Roy pulled out the ring, conveniently placed in his pocket. Riza picked it up, rolling it around her fingers. "How did you know I prefer silver to gold?"

Roy smirked. "After taking you out to some of the more fancy restaurants and observing the following utter disasters and total humiliation, it occurred to me that you probably preferred the more simple pleasures in life."

Riza glared at him for a moment, before sliding the silver circle onto her ring finger, it shined slightly in the lamplight. A diamond was placed delicately in the center, but it wasn't too big or showy. "I have just been proposed too by my beloved, over a bowl of take out Chinese food. Never expected that one," she smiled, "but the ring does go rather well with my wardrobe."

"I know it's not exactly how you expected this moment to be Riza, I just couldn't wait any longer, sorry-"

"Roy, please, for once in your life, shut up. You're right; this isn't how I expected your proposal at all. It's better," she grinned, "I thought you'd go for some super high classed fancy thing, god am I relieved."

"Umm, okay, I'll just take that as a compliment," Roy laughed.

"Well, if you must know, yes," Riza finally said, "I will gladly marry you, Roy." She leaned forward and kissed Roy, she hadn't felt this happy in a long time.

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"Yes, it's 6:00 December 25th in that church on 12th and 45th," Roy said, "can you make it?"

"Christmas Day? You really went all out," Hughes voice came over the receiver, "Of course, I'll bring Gracia and Elicia. Ohmigod, you haven't seen my new pictures of her, they are so adorable, I swear she's going to be a model, don't you think? I mean, she looks just like her mo-"

"Hughes, stop talking or I'm hanging up right now."

"Boy, someone's uptight," Hughes whined, "fine, what else is there you want to say?"

"Promise not to talk about your daughter for the rest of the conversation and I'll tell you."

"Fine, fine, what is it?"

"Hughes, I want you to be my best man."

"Really? Sure, oh, then Elicia can be the flower girl, I just have to get her a new dress, what do you think suits her better, pink or purple? I think she looks absolutely adorable in everything, but-" Roy, feeling an hour long rant on Elicia's future careers, adorableness, and all around anything Hughes could think to say, immediately hung up.

An hour later, it was Riza tying up the phone lines, having much the same problem. "Hello? Is Gracia there?" she asked. As luck would have it, Hughes was the one to first pick up the phone.

"Riza? Are you calling up to ask if Elicia will be the flower girl for your wedding? The answer is yes, she'd love to! She'll be so adorable, what do you think, pink or purple? That's it, I'm getting her both, then she can change afterwards at the reception so everyone can experience all of the cuteness-"

"Hughes! Give the freaking phone to Gracia, or I'm hanging up right now."

"But Riza…"

"Did I say to give it too her tomorrow, or now?"

"Fine, have it your way. You and Roy are both just a bunch of killjoys." There was silence for a moment, before Gracia's voice came on the phone.

"Hello? Riza, is that you?"

"Yeah, you need to put Maes on a leash, he'll drive everyone at the wedding insane."

"I can't believe it, you're getting married at last, and on Christmas day, how romantic."

"Something like that, listen, Gracia, will you be my bridesmaid?"

"Sure thing, I'll try to restrain Hughes."

"Yeah, and I was going to ask if Elicia will be the flower girl, just please don't tell Hughes until the day before."

"No problem, did he start the 'purple or pink?' talk?"

"Sadly enough, yes. It almost made me want to not ask for her to be the flower girl."

"Now you're just being cold."

"I'll see you at the wedding."

A/N: short but sweet, no? I'll update next weekend as winter break is coming then so I'll have lots of time to type. Also, I am considering making a sequel to this story, I've thought out a plot for it, but I think I might not make it. I need your input, sequel, or no sequel? Warning though, if I make a sequel it will be very sad and emotional. VERY sad and emotional. But good, quite good. But not as joyful and humorous. It's your call right now, either way is fine with me, if you want to discuss my plans for it with me feel free to email me anytime. As always, I will love everyone who reviews, good night!