MILITARY HYSTERIA

CHAPTER 3: ARMSTRONG'S MUSCLES'

Havoc had left Roy's office, leaving the rest in the fantasy of work "damn I am dry and thirsty, I need something to drink". When he stepped out of the office, he saw a scrawny; possibly overexcite, but dour looking fellow sitting on a bench. "Hello, do you have a meeting with Colonel Roy or something?"

"No Havoc I don't".

"How do you know my name?" now surprisingly shocked about the stranger who knew him, but Havoc had no idea who he was though".

"You don't know who I am do you?"

"No. Not really".

"Well I do look different without my pecks, and gloots, or technically my muscles".

"ARMSTRONG?"

"Yep".

"What happened?" he yelled.

"Well..." Armstrong had explained about why he didn't have his muscles' and why it happened. "I'm sorry Armstrong, I-I didn't know" Havoc had a worried sustained voice.

"It's ok"

"I'll be right back". Havoc walked back into the busy room, and as soon as he closed the door behind him he fell on the floor laughing; his worried expression soon turned into a glee expression. "What in the world is wrong with you?" asked Riza, filling her gun with lead, just incase.

"Arm-Armstrong, no-no muscles, he looks like a freaking tooth-toothpick! Hahahahahhahah".

"Oh I got to see this" Roy said sounding anxious.

All the rest of the subordinates had followed him, excluding Havoc, as he was laughing too hard. They all stuck their heads' out the door slightly, they all saw the skinny, unleveled man sitting on a bench outside, and before Armstrong could see the anxious children peeking out the door they closed it.

They all fell out laughing, they we're rolling. Roy was taking it harder than any body else, he hid behind the desk trying to keep everybody from seeing his laughter slide out his teeth; though he was the loudest one laughing. "O god my ribs!" laughed Roy.

"Havoc, what happened?" laughed Riza.

"He- he told me tha-that the reason h-he didn't have his muscles be-because..."

"Because why?"

"Because he has Cancer!" Havoc screamed out in laughter.

Riza stopped laughing as soon as she heard that, but that phrase never stopped the rest from laughing. "Guys that's not funny he has cancer, he might die."

"Well that would be a improvement" chuckled Roy.

"Colonel that's just cold" says Riza in annoyance.

"Don't worry we won't laugh in his face, just to be good friends and military personnel's' lets go check on him", Roy cleared his throat even though some snickers did escaped. "Now you guys stop laughing, we don't want our laughter to hurt his feelings or break his bones."

"Roy!" yelled Riza.

"Sorry, sorry ok I'll be serious."

All of the subordinates; including Roy, had slowly walked out the room, but Roy couldn't contain himself so he ran right back into the office, as the rest stood in front of the dour man.

"He's just upset" lied Riza "So what did the doctor say?" they could hear Roy's laughter through the white-coated wall.

"Well", sighed Armstrong "They said I had cancer since I was a kid, it's just it didn't take affect until now".

"I bet it did". Riza kicks Havoc in the back of his leg "OW!"

Roy had come out the room, but instead he was walking backwards, so he couldn't see Armstrong and all his so-called glory "I heard the horrible news, I'm really sorry".

"Liar!" mumbles Riza

"I know I look ridiculous, but you can still face me"

"Your right" Roy turns around and as soon as the corner of his eye saw his scrawny little face, he ran against the wall laughing "I'm sorry you looked like god just sucked the life out of you! You look like a damn cu tip!"

"I told you he's upset".

"Well, he must be really upset to laugh at me like that".

"Don't worry "Riza cock's her gun "I'll take care of him later".

I guess...poor Armstrong...or not, I'm really stupid two reviews please!