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Well, here's the second installment of new!DotM. Sorry about the other plot, I just couldn't continue it and this one seemed more appropriate with the title.

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If Alphonse had a heart it would have been beating a mile a minute. How was he going to get out of this? He couldn't tell them the truth!

"Uh… It's a…" come on, come on, what could it be?

"It's a cat!"

Both adults looked at him before they looked at the still bristling Black Hayate. Hawkeye placed the stack on top of the Colonel's desk and faced Alphonse.

"Hayate doesn't react to cats."

Uh oh…

"Uh… I petted a dog before I came here!" he said hurriedly, waving his hands in front of his armour and he quickly made his way to the door.

"I have to… uh… go and get groceries for Brother. I'll let you know when he isn't busy."

Then he was out the door, fleeing the office and far away from the military headquarters.

He didn't stop at the grocery store but rushed towards their apartment. He locked the door behind him and leaned against it.

That was too close. What if the colonel had demanded him to remove his chest plate to see what was inside? They would be caught and he did not want that.

There was a small 'tink' and Alphonse looked at his armour. "Alright, alright. I'll let you out."

He removed his chest plate and a small figure crawled out and onto the floor. It was a small Cardigan Welsh Corgi with very light brown – almost blonde – patches mostly covering its coat with a white underbelly and paws with a white tip on its tail.

The small dog shook itself before it turned amber eyes on him. Alphonse secured his metal chest into place as he looked at it.

"You couldn't wait to get out," he stated with a resigned sigh. "You should really be more patient Brother."

X

Ed lay on his side; his small paws sprawled on the thick, blue blanket. It was going to be five days before the glass mended completely and he'd be returned to his human form.

It had been part of the deal with the Gate anyway.

Every time the glass broke, he'd be reduced to this form and it would always take a day longer to recover completely.

But it was okay. As long as he was with his little brother. He would do anything for Al.

Al was everything.

The door creaked open and his little brother's bulky form walked in and sat on the bed beside him with a small creak of metal.

He kept looking at the red coat that rested on the table. He could not communicate with Alphonse, or anybody human, in his current state.

A cold metal hand rested on his ribs before it stroked him. A content sigh escaped him as he enjoyed the feeling. He yearned for it almost every day but he could not afford it… and he only trusted a handful of people but he was hardly with them (with the exception of Alphonse).

A small whine eek-ed out of his as he remembered that the one petting him could not feel or eat or sleep or taste or smell because it was his fault; because of his selfish mistake.

"Sh….It's alright Brother," Alphonse said softly as he continued to gently rake his metal hand through his fur.

"It's going to be alright."

X

Roy collapsed, with a relief sigh, on his paperless table. He was tired, his hand was still cramping, it was ten in the evening but he was finished!

He finally finished his paperwork!

HE didn't have to take them home with him! Finally! It was time for celebration!

But… it was also the time not to celebrate… since his best friend was in hospital, submerged in a coma that the doctors think he would not come out from.

How long had it been since the man had entered his office and had started to rant about his family? It had been too long; it had only been a month since the man had been checked into the hospital.

He did not say anything to the Elric brothers since they were concentrating on their missions and they didn't need to know it at the time. He had told himself that he would tell the brothers once they were back in Central.

Roy pushed himself off the table with a tired sigh. Right, time to go back home to an empty house to mope with a glass of sweet alcohol.

Well, he only drank his alcohol stores when things were depressing and, well, it was beyond depressing.

He stood up and grabbed his coat, walked out of his office and he made it sure that it was locked before he made his way home.

He decided that he would walk home since he needed the fresh air and it was a calm night (since it was not raining) and he needed the time to think. Anyway his house wasn't too far away.

He walked out of the white building and thought. He thought about what had happened the day before, when he had called Fullmetal into his office to tell him the… unpleasant news. The blonde had looked… devastated – kindda like the whole world was just pulled form under his feet.

He knew that Maes cared deeply about the Elric brothers and it was a mutual feeling. Maes was probably most probably the closest person the Elrics could refer to as a father figure.

Then there was Alphonse today and how he had behaved in his office. The armoured soul had been especially nervous when he had asked what was contained within his metal casing.

The young boy had said it was a cat and then, after he found out that Black Hayate did not react to cats, had hurriedly claimed that he had petted a dog and had rushed out to get groceries.

Or was it another excuse to prevent further questioning?

Roy sighed and climbed up the steps to his home. Now he would be able to drown himself in his beloved alcohol.

X

The Gate Keeper was bored. Not much had happened to the alchemist ever since the deal but he knew that the foolish boy had shattered his glass shard for the fifth time, and it was going to be another five days before he would be reverted back into a human.

A sudden thought had the Gate Keeper grin like a fool. He gave a sickening giggle and snapped his fingers. He positively cackled, his over lapping voice filling the white void around him.

This small little detail could make things a lot more interesting. If this turned out to be a lot of fun (on His part) then it would be permanent.

He cackled again, the wide grin never left his face, as he thought, 'This had better make it much more interesting.'

X

Cardigan Welsh Corgi are small dogs with nice long tails unlike their cousin the Pembroke Welsh Corgi that have small tails. I really think they're cute and since they're small they'd make a good match with Ed's small structure~