AUTHOR'S NOTE: FINNNNAALLLYYY! Another part! It took forever! My stupid writer's block! YES! Well this part may suck, but to hell with it I like it!

Chapter IV: The Puppy Song

Colonel Roy Mustang's Office

1230 Local

Central

Just as Riza was climbing off the desk in busted Havoc carrying Black Hayate.

"You know what Colonel… I was just thinking on my way down here for those files and… Dreams are more then wishes,

And a wish is just a dream,

You wish to come true…

If only I could have a puppy,

I'd call myself soo very lucky," Havoc picked up Black Hayate and twirled him around.

"Just to have some company,

Just to share a cup of tea with me…" Havoc nuzzled his nose against Black Hayate's who blinked.

"Oh I'd take my puppy everywhere,

La, la, la I wouldn't care,

WE'D stay away from crowds,

And signs that said no dogs allowed…" Havoc hugged Black Hayate tightly and the little dog let out a whimper.

"Oh we'd…

We'd be so happy to beeee!

I know he'd never bite me…

Wodoedowhee! OW!" Havoc moaned as he looked at his finger where Black Hayate had bitten him tears filling his eyes, while the dog hid behind Riza's legs. Havoc then wiped his eyes.

"If only I could have a friend,

Who'd stick with me until the end,

And walk along beside the sea,

And share a little moon with me…" Havoc pulled out his wallet and opening it revealed a long photo holder filled with all his previous failed attempts of a girlfriend. Mustang raised an eyebrow.

"I'd take my friend everywhere,

We'd stay away from crowds,

And signs that said 'No friends allowed.'" Havoc danced about while Riza just sat in her chair.

"Oh we'd…

We'd be so happy to beeee!

We'd be so happy to be together…

Wodoedowhee!"

"Are you finished?" Riza sighed. Havoc stopped his dancing.

"Actually I just wanted to take Black Hayate for a walk… but… But dreams are nothing more then wishes,

A wish is just a dream,

You wish to come true…

You're wish will come true…" Roy looked at Riza who nodded. Roy walked over to Havoc… yes well… JUST TAKE THE DAMN DOG!" He threw Havoc out and slammed the door his temple pulsing. Riza picked up several files off the floor and then sighed.

"If you are going to use the door sir, then use it quietly… my head hurts…" As if having just been laid on a desk by Mustang wasn't bad enough, having Havoc dance around like a little girl on May Day was definitely not what she wanted.

Roy and Riza worked until the mid afternoon and finally, Riza stood.

"Alright sir we can have lunch now."

"FINALLY! FREEDOM!" Roy dashed out of the office so fast that Riza was surprised and she followed him out slowly. She entered the cafeteria to hear uproarious laugher and to her surprise… more singing. Looking down to the middle of the large room she blushed at the sight and the song filtered through the room…

"…I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and gay,
And I pity
Any man who isn't me today!" Armstrong belted out standing on a table ripping his shirt off. Mustang hopped up beside him with his hands on his hips.

"I feel charming,

Oh so charming,

It's alarming how charming I feel,

And so pretty that I hardly can believe I'm real!" Mustang boasted. Riza put her head in her hands.

"Oh, why me?" She moaned. Armstrong kept her attention though. His sparkles all a little pink wonder.

"See the pretty man in that mirror there?
Who can that attractive man be?
Such a pretty face,
Such pretty pecs!
Such a pretty smile,
Such a pretty me!" Armstrong held up a mirror and curled his hair around his finger.

"I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy,
For I'm loved
By a pretty wonderful babe!" Mustang stood on the front of the table and pointed at Riza. Riza glared at him and then bashed her head on the table repeatedly, while Hughes came over and patted Mustang on the back.

"Have you met my good friend Mustang?,
The craziest guy on the block?
You'll know him the minute you see him,
He's the one who is in an advanced state of shock!" Hughes then whispered to Riza in his singsong voice.

"He thinks he's in love.
He thinks he's in Spain.
He isn't in love,
He's merely insane!" Riza pushed his face away and Hughes jumped on her table his arms spread wide as he sang out.

"It must be the heat,
Or some rare disease,
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's weed!" Hughes laughed and then linked arms with Armstrong and they both sang and pointed at Mustang.

"Keep away from him,
Send for The Furhur!
This is not the Mustang we know! Immodest and rude!
A delight and lecherous,
Blunt and perverse,
And out of his mind!"

Armstrong clapped Mustang on the back and he flew several feet directly into a secretary with a rather ample bosom. Now several women joined in and cooed,

"COLONEL! Speech! Speech!" They pleaded and Riza sank low in her chair as Mustang took his stance on a table again.
"I feel pretty,
Oh so pretty
That the city should give me its key.
A committee
Should be organized to honor me!" Mustang held up a fist in triumph.

"I feel dizzy,
I feel sunny,
I feel fizzy and funny and fine,
And so pretty,
That old Furhur can just resign!"

Riza stood up as everyone it seemed joined a can-can line. This was just too much. Her poor mind was pretty twisted she sighed. Suddenly without warning Roy grabbed Riza and then she opened her mouth to protest and the song spilt out,

"See the pretty girl in that mirror there" Roy asked.
"What mirror where?" Riza found herself singing.
Who can that attractive girl be?" Roy countered looking down at her.
"Such a pretty face,
Such a pretty dress," Roy continued with a wink as he spun her away from him and back again as several officers cooed,

"Whommm? Whommm?
Such a pretty smile,
Whommm?" Riza pushed out of Roy's arm and dashed out of the cafeteria while Roy finished the song along with the deep voice of Armstrong.

"I feel stunning
And entrancing,
Feel like running and dancing for joy!…."

Alright now the truth comes out. Should I go on or just shut up... you review decides it all!