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Music Box: 13: Your Protection, Stalking Again

Riza walked slowly down a sidewalk back to HQ, soaking in the sun's warm rays. She had lost Roy in a group of soldiers but she didn't worry. She had a great lunch and was humming happily. It was a bit strange to find that Roy was stalking her but now she felt nothing could ruin this day. Riza turned around; Barry the Chopper dove behind a garbage can. She scanned her surroundings, turned and then begins walking again. Barry slowly followed Riza's lead trying to not make a sound which is very hard if you're a soul in a metal suit of armor.

Riza stopped walking and turned. "Barry, why are you stalking me?" Barry blushed if a suit of armor could blush. Why had he fallen in love with her? The only soul alive that could make him blush.

"I am not stalking you. I am protecting you." He offered his answer to her. Riza raised an eyebrow.

"Protecting? In Broad daylight? From what?" She said coolly. "May I remind you I am armed with guns?"

"I-I-I" Barry stuttered. Riza was the only one in the world that could make him stutter. "I am protecting you from that stupid punk."

"Punk?" Riza's mind searched to see if she knew anyone that was a punk. 'Havoc? No, He's a loser, not a punk.'

"Yea, that punk who is always playing with fire. Didn't his mother teach him that playing with fire could hurt someone? That stupid punk." Barry exclaimed.

Riza's mind clicked, 'Roy.'

"Roy, I assume." She replied, raising her eyebrow again.

"I heard that you worked with that stupid punk and when I asked you if you worked with him, you said no. So then this guy said that he threatened to set your hair on fire if you told anybody." He confessed, looking at the bottom of his armor feet.

"I said no because you asked if I worked with a punk." Riza cried almost ready to burst out laughing.

"Who told you I worked with Roy, anyway?" Riza stifled a giggle.

"Havoc." He looked in her eyes. Riza started to laugh.

"Havoc? You listened to Havoc about girls?" Riza was on the verge of tears.

"He said that he could help me win you over." The chopper said shyly. Riza could not believe it what was wrong with Havoc? When she got back to HQ, they were going to have a nice little talk about stalkers and guns.

Riza walked in to a crowd of people, hoping to lose Barry the Chopper and she did.

"How am I going to stalk-err protect her now?" He screamed, rushing out of the crowd. That left the townspeople in confusion.

"Was that Barry the Chopper?" A boy asked.

"Yea. Wasn't that Miss Hawkeye?" A little girl replied back.

"Yes, very nice girl but with a bit of a temper." An elder man joined their chat.

"Barry the chopper is stalking her?" The boy asked his little sister.

"Do you think he'll chop her?" His sister asked, worried.

"No, I think he's going to rape her and then chop her head off. Then he's going to put her head on his shelf so he can always remember that he raped her." The boy told his little sister.

"Miss Hawkeye wouldn't let that happen. She's tough. When I grow up I want to be just like her!" The girl piped.

"You want to have a suit of armor that chops people up, stalk you and plot to rape you. Then chop off your head and put your head on his shelf so he could always remember that he raped you?" The boy questioned the girl. The girl hit her older brother.

"Children! Behave!" The elderly man cried. "Even suits of armors need a love life even if it means raping someone!"

The children stared at the old man in horror.