Disclaimer: I wish I owned Fullmetal Alchemist, but I don't. I'm just a crazy fan. Happy? Fullmetal Alchemist is copyrighted to Hiromu Arakawa. Story and Art by Hiromu Arakawa. I own NOTHING!!!

OOOKKAAYYY!!!

I know I had a Chapter 2 up before, but it seems to have disappeared again (o.O). If you wanna know what on earth is going on, I tried to explain in on my User Profile/Bio thing (it's the Bold writing).

I've gone to the fuss of re-writing it, because I luved it so much I didn't mind redoing it. This means that there will be some differences between Chapter 2 and new re-written-coz-it's-lost-in-my-junk Chapter 2. I'll try and remember as much as I can.

On a lighter note, I got another mad idea while I was reading the new Harry Potter book (no, it will not become a Harry Potter/FMA crossover), so now it's Three shot! If I get another Mad idea, it will become Four shot…Five shot…whatever.

Erm, if I've forgotten something, if anyone has read this first one, could you tell me in a review…I can't remember how it started so…yeah…Off we go!

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Riza walked back to the office, slipped through the door and returned to her desk. She looked at Roy, who was currently staring out the window.

"Did you give it to him?" Roy asked, not turning from the window.

"Yes sir" Riza replied.

"And you didn't modify it?"

"You were expecting me to change it for you?!" Roy turned to her sharply.

"What do you expect?! That I'd let him read something as crazy as that?!"

"Uhh…" Riza stopped and thought a bit before continuing, "…Yeah." Roy just snarled slightly at her.

"I have to get it back from him! If I don't, I'll never ever EVER be promoted!!!"

"Calm down, sir!"

"But if he hasn't read it yet, I'll just ask for it back and change the whole thing again!"

"Change it to what? They were practically all ridiculous! You'd probably just change them all into more ridiculous stuff!"

Roy raced across the office towards the door and wrenched it open. Riza jumped up as well and grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going?!" Roy stopped trying to pull away from her slightly. He turned to her and spat out,

"I'm going to the Fuhrer's office of course!"

"And what are you going to do?! Barge into his office and tell him you were going crazy and just couldn't think? Or that you had a mental blank for one and a half hours?" Riza persisted. She couldn't bare the thought of her superior bashing down the head honcho's door and reeking havoc.

"He's probably already read it anyway!" Riza clung to Roy's arm.

"He- WHAT?! I've gotta go NOW!" Roy pulled himself out the door, dragging Riza out slightly with him.

"Calm down! How about we go training, eh?" Riza said in such a tone it made her sound like she was coaxing a fork-wielding baby away from an electric socket, "We haven't gone training for a looong time and it might help calm you down."

((A/N: I've totally forgotten how I calmed Roy down, so I'm going to have to improvise or something…))

"Ah, What's the use? If he's read it already…" Roy drifted off into thought for a second then pulled his arm away and continued his staring out the window.

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think, Riza?" Riza's eye twitched in anger at this, "I'm going to stay here and wait for my demotion." Roy finished.

"What?! We're going training!"

"No thanks."

"Why not?!"

"I'm waiting for my demotion"

"Come on! We're going training!"

"Hey!"

"What is it?"

"I just got this brilliant idea! Let's go training!" Riza rolled her eyes at this as Roy grabbed their coats and pulled her out the door and down to the ground floor.

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Roy must have pulled Riza around the military grounds for ages before suddenly stopping, making Riza run into his back.

"Oh, sorry sir." Riza apologized as Roy handed her coat to her and threw his own down onto the ground. Riza slipped on her coat and looked around.

There was practically nothing at their destination but snow. The snow did not stretch on endlessly, but there was definitely a lot. At the end of the field of snow was a tall four metre high wall, adorning scorch marks and bullet holes. There was nothing else there except for the snow and the poor lone wall.

"Where's the target?" Riza asked. If they were going to train, she might as well practice her accuracy.

"Everywhere." Roy stated, smiling at his own intelligence.

"We're shooting the air?" Riza asked, frowning at Roy's stupidity.

"No, no! Not the air, the snow." Roy corrected, still smiling.

"Ohh…" Riza, erm, 'ohhed'. She had to admit, it was a pretty good idea.

"So," Roy rubbed his hands together in anticipation, "Have you got two guns on you?" Roy asked, what a stupid question. Riza sighed and pulled out one from a holster around her waist and passed it to him before bending down and taking a gun from a holster around her ankle.

They both clicked off the safety on their guns and raised them, aiming at one of the thousands of innocent snowflakes falling around them.

"After you, Riza." Roy whispered.

Riza did not reply, and just pulled the trigger.

BANG!

She must have missed the snowflake by a hair's width. The bullet wedged itself into the wall. Seconds later, there was another bang, and a bullet joined the first one embedded into the wall.

Riza lifted her gun again, and aimed for another snowflake.

BANG!

A little 'poof' sound could be heard. She had hit one (YAY! GO RIZA!!). Riza turned to Roy, her eyes challenging him to hit a snowflake this time as well.

"It was a fat snowflake," Roy mumbled.

BANG!

Roy's second bullet did not receive a little poof. Riza held in the urge the laugh and synchronized her gun and eyes on another snowflake.

BANG! –poof-

Riza smirked. Two to Zilch. Riza loved Roy's brilliant idea. Roy murmured something about Riza always targeting the 'obese snow' as he raised his gun once again.

Aim. BANG! Another failure.

Riza giggled slightly before suppressing it quickly.

"Oh yeah? Let's see you hit another snowflake!" Roy challenged.

"Fine." Riza raised her gun once again.

Aim. BANG! –poof-

Riza couldn't help but laugh now; a huge side splitting laugh.

"I think we should take a rest now." Roy said, his eye's laughing with her.

"What?! But- It's- only- shoot- ing!" Riza spluttered out between gasps of laughter.

"I've never seen you laugh so much before." Roy stated, knowing this would shut Riza up. As predicted, Riza stopped laughing, but still had a smile on her face.

With a huge content sigh, she fell backwards into the snow, her gun still in her hand.

"Colonel?"

"That's my title, not my name." Roy stated as he looked down at Riza's happy figure.

"If you tell anyone I was laughing this hard I'll…" Riza thought hard for a moment, "…I'll tell everyone you don't know how to think."

"I never said that!" Roy stated sharply.

"Oh yes you did! You said in your reasons, what was it? 'Making me think to hard, dying, dying'?" Riza recited from the top of her head.

Roy was stumped at this.

Riza laughed softly then got up, leaving an imprint of her body in the snow. She turned back towards the office and said behind her shoulder,

"Come on, there's paperwork to be done!"

Roy smiled and picked up his coat. He rushed after her and fell into step next to her.

"Riza?"

"Hmm?" Riza didn't seem to mind so much about what he called her anymore.

"I wasn't stating that I couldn't think."

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Vonna was working very hard trying to remember stuff. I know I missed a lot (and some of the things I missed) but I didn't know where and how they fitted in so I replaced them.

This is based on the old Chapter 2, I guess some parts are more the same then others but anyway! This one's longer than the first Chapter, and when I have to time, I'll quickly finish up the next Chapter and update.

Sorry for any inconveniences (or confusions) about the weird Chapter 2 poofing and stuff…yeah…

Original Chapter 2 Written: 18th July 2007

Chapter 2 Re-written: 22nd July 2007