Okay, so I made this short chap to tell about Roy's home coming.
Roy Mustang: 26
Rachel Mustang: 12
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All those people. All those smiles, those hugs, those kisses, he tears of joy.
Young women kissing their fiancés. Wives smiling as the kids hugged their father. Blind eyes of elderly filling up with tears as their shaky hands explored the long missed face of their grandsons.
Roy couldn't help smiling himself as he watched that happy reunion after a long year the men had spent in war. And at the same time Roy was wondering if there would be anyone at the train station for him to…
Wham!
Roy almost fell down as something – someone – jumped on his back. Pair of neat hands and short legs wrapped around his neck and waist and nearly crashed with an enormous embrace. On the back of his neck Roy could feel a warm breathing and a wetness of fresh tears dripping through the closed eyes of his sister.
It was so good to be back home.
There. The next one comes out soon.