Alcohol
Hawkeye looked around the room in quite a shock. A few scorch marks were on the walls. Havoc was atop the table drooling. Falman was hanging half out of his chair. Breda was sleeping, on his head on the filing cabinet, with Hayate asleep below him on the floor. Armstrong was standing asleep in the corner. Hughes as slumped on the floor, pictures of his family all around him. Fury was passed out next to Black Hayate on the floor. Edward was hanging from the ceiling by his automail leg and Roy was wearing a traffic cone over his head.
"At least they kept their pants on this time... "
Hawkeye laughed to herself as she remembered the last time the men sat around on a Friday night drinking in the break room till 2am.
FLASHBACK
I can make anybody pretty. I can make you believe any lie. I can make you pick a fight with somebody twice your size. Well, Ive been known to cause a few break-ups, An' Ive been known to cause a few births. Well, I can make you new friends, or get you fired from work. Roy and Havoc both grabbed two bottles of scotch from the closet and popped them open. Almost at the same time, Hughes and Armstrong came in both carrying cases of beer and Fury then came in holding a bottle of wine. Soon, Breda and Falman entered the room, Edward close behind. It was Edward's twenty-first birthday and the boys of the military were gonna celebrate with none other then alcohol. And since the day I left Milwaukee, Lynchburg an' Bordeaux, France, Been making the bars lots of big money, An' helping' white people dance. I got you in trouble in High School, But College, now that was a ball. You had some of the best times you'll never remember with me: Alcohol; Alcohol. After the first three minutes, the boys managed to open all bottles and began drinking. A few toasts later, about one case of beer and a bottle of scotch was gone. No glasses needed, they just drank out of the bottles and passed them around laughing and joking. Conversations were soon slurred after about a bottle of wine was emptied. "God Winry is sooooo beautiful." "Not as pretty as my Ri...hiccup...za.." "No one is as pretty as my Gracia and Elisia...see..." Drunk after the first hour of drinking. I got blamed at your wedding reception, For your best man's embarrassing speech. And also for those naked pictures of you at the beach. I've influenced Kings and world leaders, I helped Hemingway write like he did. And Ill bet you a drink or two, that I can make you put that lampshade on your head. After they were left with three cans of beer, a half bottle of scotch and maybe a swig or two of wine, the boys were crazy. Edward was showing off his alchemy by dancing on the ceiling, Roy was attempting to light Havoc's cigarette from across the room and Hughes and Armstrong were talking about...'Families'. Breda jumps away from the dog while the dog drank out of a puddle of scotch that was spilt on the floor. Cause since the day I left Milwaukee, Lynchburg and Bordeaux, France, I been making a fool out of folks just like you, An' helping white people dance. I am medicine and I am poison, I can help you up or make you fall. You had some of the best times you'll never remember with me: Alcohol. About five hors larder, Hawkeye had come into pick up her dog and she found pantless military men, some who were complely naked except their underwear, draped across the room in odd positions. Even her dog was drunk, sleeping in a puddle of spilt scotch. "What happened?" But she got no answer. They were dead to the world. Yeah, since the day I left Milwaukee, Lynchburg an' Bordeaux, France, Been making the bars lots of big money, (Helping' white people dance.) Yeah, I got you in trouble in High School, But College, now that was a ball. You had some of the best times you ll never remember with me: Alcohol; Alcohol. END FLASHBACK Hawkeye sighed and began picking up the empty cans and bottles. She found a can of beer that was unopened and placed it in the mini fridge for later. After having to clean-up these boys, she was gonna need a drink later. She picked up her dog and placed him on the sofa before she began waking up the rest of the boys and shuffling them home, helping her colonel to his feet and out the door. Life was not easy being a subordinate to these men. (Alcohol.) (Alcohol.) Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na. Na, na, na, na, na, na, na,
A/N - Well? Do you like? They are a bunch of party boys.
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