Welcome to chapter two!!! Yahoo! I'm in a horrible mood however, so this will likely be extremely brief.
"Here," Riza Hawkeye was persistently shoving her canine companion in the colonel's direction.
"I told you lieutenant, I don't take orders from you," Roy responded coolly, after his plentiful hours of rest and food.
"Sir, I need you to watch Black Hayate for a day, that's all," She pleaded while keeping composure.
"I love dogs Hawkeye, but I'm on vacation," He replied dully, flicking a discarded brown leaf from his plain grey shirt.
Autumn had enveloped Central. It was blanketed in a sea of crisp orange and brown leaves, and chilled air. The frequent gusts had been a nuisance for guards, but otherwise a welcome break in the cycle of exceedingly hot temperatures.
"I am as well sir, however I'm the one going to retrieve Edward and Alphonse," she growled at her superior who had become excessively lazy lately.
Roy peered into her dark brown eyes, connecting the dots of ambition swimming around her pupils.
He outstretched his arms, defeated, and regretted almost immediately accepting the pup.
He had again succumbed to the power of a woman.
The dog was well trained, and Hawkeye had demonstrated his exemplary obedience many a time. Roy however, had the intelligence of a hunk of steel when came to dog care procedures.
"Lieutenant!" He called after her as the pup squirmed in his arms.
He had forgotten they were already at the station; his sense of awareness had dulled inconceivably over his short break. He stood hopelessly on the edge of the platform as the train sped away.
Roy cursed angrily under his breath. It paled the air around him, blowing the cold frosty air. He slammed the door to his vehicle seething with agitation.
Black Hayate couldn't hold still, he frequently poked his head to the window on the side of the door, and whimpered pathetically. Roy assumed he was looking for Riza. "Needy mutt…" He murmured. His love of dogs was automatically relinquished upon being faced with maintaining one.
AT HQ…..
"Sit," Roy commanded the black and white canine. He pointed his finger demandingly to the ground, imitating how the lieutenant ordered him.
Roy was successful, much to his own approval. He allowed a weak smile to play at his lips. "Roll over?" he attempted.
The dog stared into his eyes blankly. Roy cleared his throat, and tried again. This time he emphasized his authority. "Lay down,"
Hayate's fuzzy white belly was in the air almost instantaneously. Roy nodded, impressed with the dog's comprehension.
Havoc and Feury were spectators from the haven of a near by tree, mocking the intimidated colonel.
The dog scurried to the base of the tree, and yipped loudly. Roy drew his attention to the dog's frantic signaling. He joined him under the oak.
Black Hayate proceeded to rear, and support his whole body on his back legs. Roy gazed upwards, and lo and behold, the two officers cowering above.
Roy shook his head in disgrace. "You babies, get down here," He coaxed gently at first.
When their feet thudded into the muddy earth, Roy spoke again. "So, were you watching?"
The pair nodded with uncertainly.
"If you have a problem….. COME OUT AND SAY IT YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR MILITARY PERSONEL! FROM NOW ON, DON'T BE SISSYS AND STAND WHERE EVER YOU DAMN WANT TO!" Roy's irritation was boldly displayed.
Feury and Havoc scurried away, knowing to let the colonel fume on his own. There was no use in arguing.
Roy's attention was drawn to his feet. "Where did that stupid dog run off to?"
He looped around the institute, repeating the dog's name over and over. His calls became more frantic. His pace increased. He had lost the lieutenant's dog. "Shit…" He stumbled blindly, pointlessly hollering into the dark of night, and aimlessly roaming the grounds.
Mustang was relieved to hear the faint scuffle of paws close by. "Hayate!" He commanded, beckoning the dog to come. His voice was greeted by a jovial arf, as Roy kneeled to pat the dog. "What a relief…" He sighed.
He hauled the fuzzy creature into his tightly locked arms, into his dorm. He laid him on the bed, to assess any damage the dog could have obtained. Roy knew if ANYTHING happened to the dog, he would pay with a bullet lodged in his knee no doubt.
Roy noticed a curious looking shimmer from behind the dog's leather ID tag. Roy pulled it down with his index finger to get a closer look. A mark was embedded in his pink skin.
Roy's curiosity got the best of him. He extended an anxious finger towards it.
With that, a huge flash erupted, light consumed the whole room. "WHAT THE-?!" Roy was overwhelmed by the blinding flash, and all his senses went numb. His vision soon gave out, and he lay unconscious on his dormitory floor.
Oooh! It's Gender Bender all over again! I hope you're getting interested!