Disclaimer: I do not, nor will I ever or have ever owned Full Metal Alchemist
--- Day Off ---
An green, extra large blanket was wrapped around both Roy and Riza as they watched the flames flickered in the fireplace. He watched as the wood and paper burned slowly into black ashes, then settled to the bottom as dust or rose through the chimney as smoke. It mesmerized him. He never paid attention to the way of flames. His mind was always concentrated on the creation and use of Alchemy, not the specific element in which he used. From that moment on, he watched the flames flicker and burn. This was why Roy loved his days off so much.
A/N - Stole this from another one of my stories and edited it to fit 100 words. And to make sense being only 100 words.