Mustang Gets What Mustang Wants...
Remember! Me no owns Fullmetal Alchemist! Thanks for the reviews! Short little explanation: When the words are in quotation marks like
"this", that means they're talking. 'These' quote marks means they're thinking. And it'll probably be in italics, too.
Mustang currently sat at his desk, glaring at the papers he was supposed to complete. 'What the hell's the use of completing stupid papers, anyway...I'm the Colonel for shit's sake...I swear, when I become Führer...' However, his little inner monologue with himself ended when he heard yelping outside the door. "Havoc, get that thing the hell away from me! That's not funny!" "Aw, come on, it's just a little puppy..." "GET IT AWAY FROM ME!!!" Mustang scowled. Sometimes his subordinates could be so childish. Well, at least it was a reasonable excuse to escape his paperwork. He pushed his papers aside for the moment, walking over to his door and opening it to see Havoc chasing after Breda with Lt. Hawkeye's dog, Hayate. Breda had a fear of the creatures, and Havoc found it funny to tease him about it. "Havoc, Breda, settle down." They jumped upon hearing Roy's voice. "Uh, hello Colonel Mustang." Havoc saluted him with one hand, the puppy under his other arm. Breda followed suit. "If you two don't have anything to keep yourselves occupied, then at least keep it down. Some people have actual work to do, believe it or not." "Yes sir." They said in unison as he closed the door to his office. "Another excuse to get out of his paperwork?" "Yup." They knew Mustang's technique too well by now. Anything to get out of doing his work...
Since Roy had finally finished his papers like a good boy (psh), he stood up, stretching and looking out the window. 'Damn, I've got a hand cramp...maybe I'll go outside for a while...' Before he could, however, there was a knock at his door. "Yes, come in." The door opened and Roy turned around to see who had entered his office. It was Hawkeye. "Ah, hello Lt. Hawkeye. How are you today?" 'Grawr...' "Fine, sir. Führer sended some more papers that needed to be run by you." Roy's face fell. 'But I just finished papers! Dammit...' "Ah, yes, of course. Just set them down here, please." 'Damn, I can feel carpal tunnel coming on already...' As Hawkeye made to leave, Roy stopped her with a "Ah, Lt. Hawkeye?" She turned around. "Yes, Colonel?" He sweatdropped. "Ah, would you..." "Lt. HAWKEYE!!!!" Someone screamed. She winced. "Sorry, sir. I have to go." She abruptly left the office. He slumped back in his desk chair. Then, remembering slumping was not good for posture and 'the ladies' did not like hunchbacks, he immediately sat up straight. 'Just a little more paperwork, then I'm out of here...'
Roy leaned back in his chair, moaning over his cramped hand. "Mustang, sir!!" Breda and Fuery burst into Mustang's office. He frowned. "Have you two ever heard of a common courtesy called knocking?" They apparently ignored his annoyance. Their faces appeared horror-stricken. "Sir! Sir! We have an issue on our hands!" 'Besides your mental incapacity, you mean...' "Well, what is it?" "Come! Follow us!"
Roy's eyebrow twitched. He could've flamed their asses on the spot, but there would've been too many questions asked about two missing men serving in the military. "You called me out here...voices stricken with fear...FOR A FUCKING BAG FLOATING IN THE WIND?!?!" "Not just any bag! It's a BLUE bag!" Mustang's eye twitched, then he smirked. "Oh, I'm sorry. It's a blue bag, isn't it...?" He reached into his pocket, pulling out his gloves. Breda's and Fuery's eyes widened. "Ah...what are you doing, Colonel?" He turned, smirking. "I'll give you a 5 second headstart...STARTING 5 SECONDS AGO!!"
Enjoyed it, un? I sure hope so! Hehe, Mustang's a little angry, ne? X3 Next chappie out soon! Trying to update Naruto Rant, too. Have slight writer's block on that one... -bangs head against desk- Happy Holidays everyone! Whoo, I update this one b4 the new year! I can't guarantee i can update the Naruto rant before the new year, but who said I couldn't try? I won't give up, believe it!