5. Automail
Riza entered the office, kicking the door closed behind her, considering her hands were full of paperwork. Edward sat in his seat, staring angrily at the rest of the occupants of the room, currently around Roy's desk laughing. Hawkeye moved her hand to the butt of her gun.
"Okay, what's happened?" She asked firmly, putting the work on her desk and removing the gun from it's holster.
"Nothing Lieutenant," Roy chimed in pleasantly, trying not to laugh as he spoke, but burst out laughing again when he'd finished.
"Edward?" Riza asked, turning to the boy who was still glaring daggers at the room's occupants.
"They're sticking stuff to my automail," He replied, pouting.
"Like what? I've warned the Colonel about those 'Kick Me' signs already…"
"Magnets," Ed muttered, and everyone burst out in laughter.
Everyone except Hawkeye, who raised an eyebrow, "That's not nice. You guys can do Edward's paperwork."
A chorus of 'Awws' and one 'Dammit' followed.
"But Lieutenant, it's funny," Havoc whined, cigarette drooping in his mouth.
"I'm sure it is, Havoc. You know what else is funny?"
"What?" He asked, the others now interested. Jean was going to either get totally told by Hawkeye, or shot at. Or both. The bet's were mentally down, pity they didn't have a chance to make them.
"You can't get a girl, now, can you?" Riza asked, leaning of Edward's desk and kissing him on the cheek, "But Edward can. So take your magnets elsewhere."
Ed let pride overtake embarrassment, and smirked knowingly down at Havoc, who's mouth had dropped, along with everyone else's. Then he felt the Lieutenant smack him across the face - softly, but it was still a shock.
"And don't you go getting too cocky either."
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A/N; I'll admit it, I had no idea what to do for this. It just kind of… happened. I like this one, myself. .
Oh, and magnets now existed in Amestris. Creative license, people.