Hehe, so... chappy 2! By the time I'm writing this I've had no reviews = no suggestions D: I needs them people! Its hard for poor Emmi-chan D: There's not just one spell of mischief. They're gonna get up to all sorts of stuff *.* So please R & R with suggestions and stuff! Please! Love loves! :) x
Yaya walked down the corridor, a mischievous look on her face. Oh, yes. It was back. The side of her that loved to create hell and get away with it. Assumably, a trait of her personality that was passed on from her fathers side. The one that loved pranks. Although Roy always said that she went too far, a trait of Yaya's own, enviromental surroundings.
Kila trudged behind her, her arms behind her head. What had she done? Passing officers noticed Yaya's evil grin and decided that it was probably best to avoid her that day. Otherwise, they could be in for hell. Oh, sweet hell.
Yaya settled back in her seat in the workroom and began to analyse the papers. All the while plotting, oh yes plotting. No one had any idea what the normally 'cute' Mustang girl was processing through her mind. All except for Kila, who dreaded the monster that had emerged. Although, she decided it was best to help out with the scheming. It was about time they had some fun around that place anyway.
The first thing Kila noticed was a paper plane. She saw Yaya viciously folding it together. This was only the start.
Fuery was busy listening to messages through the radio. When, out of the blue something appeared in his sight of vision. It shocked him as he had been so in focus, as a result he let out a yelp. Everyone's heads arose at the sound. Thank god the Colonel was out at that moment, otherwise Fuery would have acquired another headslap. Havoc smirked as the plane landed in front of Breda. Breda looked around, wondering what he should do with it. Yaya smirked an evil smirk and looked from left to right, like a ninja. Breda carefully picked up the plane and precisely threw it in Kila's direction. She tried to catch it however it instead landed in front of Warrant Officer Falman. It was just those six in the room, no Hawkeye, no Mustang. Just Yaya, Kila, Havoc, Breda, Falman and Fuery. It was time to have some fun. As if in a race, Yaya jumped over her desk and landed on Falman's, grabbing the paper plane as she went. She threw it and Kila blew it, so it swivveled in Havoc's direction. He laughed and decided to show off his paper plane skills. They were awful, much to the others amusement. Then, amidst all of their fun, the door opened. Everyone froze in their maniac-like positions, paper plane in Fuery's hand. He tensed, hoping he wouldn't recieve a headslap as Roy walked in. However, Roy ignored all of them and made haste toward his desk. Once there, he retrieved something out of a drawer and then left again. After the door had shut, everyone paused in silence for a while before collapsing in buckets of laughter. Fuery cried in tears of joy that he managed to avoid pain. It was then that Havoc and Yaya set up a competition. They all made paper planes, as Yaya taught them and then lined up beside Roy's desk, in a perfect line. After the count of three, they all threw the planes. Breda won, then Havoc, then Yaya, then Kila, then Falman and then Fuery.
"So, I challenge you! Next Friday!" Yaya announced in Havoc's face.
"Yeah? Bring it on!" He retorted. Yaya was determined. She WAS going to beat him.
The paper plane competition was genius, everyone had large amounts of fun. Havoc was bound to mention it in the staffroom, leaving Yaya's services to be in demand. Maybe she could travel HQ, like some kind of paper aeroplane god, or something. THE HOLY PROPHET! SEARGANT YAYA MUSTANG! AND HER ALL-POWERFUL PAPER PLANE CREATION SKILLS! Yaya chuckled to herself at the thought. She sighed. Papa and Hawkeye were back now, bye bye fun. Well, it wasn't so much her father. Roy was partial to the bit of harmless office fun now and again... it was mainly Hawkeye. Yaya loved Riza, kinda like the mother she never had. But Riza was intent on keeping them all in line. Yaya appreciated it, no one could get through to Roy like she could. Not even Yaya herself. But she needed to learn to lighten up a bit.
"The paper plane competition was officially amazing," Kila smirked as she and Yaya waited in the lunch queue.
"I know, everyone really liked it. I don't know why, it was a spur of the moment thing..."
"It was probably the first part of fun in this place they've had in a while."
"Yeah. Still, it's a bit weird..." A thought crossed Yaya's mind briefly. Thinking was dangerous, especially for someone like Yaya. "Maybe I'm just amazing!"
"Pfffft. Don't get too full of yourself kid. You're not worth it." Yaya sulked. Kila laughed. They grabbed their food, some plain pasta for Kila and a cheese salad baguette with a chocolate muffin for Yaya. The pair sat down and began consuming their delicacies. Kila retrieved a packet of crisps from her pocket, as she always brought her own food as well. After the two had munched down their lunch, they began grumpily walking back to the office. They casually walked past the workroom next to theirs, when something hit Yaya in the back of the head. It was a paper ball.
"Hey!" She screeched. A young soldier with dark blonde hair stood in the doorway of the room they had just passed.
"Take that, stupid Mustang kid!" He shouted, retreating back into the workroom. Yaya scowled.
"Hey hey, don't take it personally," Kila said, trying to calm her down. Yaya started fuming.
"CALM DOWN? CALM DOWN? HOW AM I MENT TO CALM DOWN? STUPID FOOL THINKS HE CAN GET ONE UP ON ME! WELL I'LL SHOW HIM! THIS IS WAR!" Yaya stormed off into their own workroom and Kila hesistantly followed. Once entered, Yaya went into her own draw and began to retrieve things like pencils, mini-sellotapes, even scissors. Everything apart from some precious photos and letters that she kept in there. Kila began to put some of her similar things into the increasing pile on the desk.
"Erm... would you like... a-" Fuery lifted up a small box. Yaya took it from him and she and Kila began to place the items into it. Roy frowned at them. He thought about confronting them, but it wasn't worth the hassle. He'd just let Yaya get on with her PMT activities for now, otherwise he'd be on the recieving end of her mood swings when they got home. Yaya and Kila took the box out into the corridor. Interested in what they were doing, Havoc, Breda, Falman and Fuery peered out of the open door to see what they were doing. Yaya intook a breath.
"Hey! Dickheads!" Yaya announced. A few officers came out of the other workroom.
"Think you can mess with us?" Kila added. She and Kila lifted their arms, weapons in hand. Before the soldiers could understand what was happening, Kila and Yaya pelted them with the objects. The opposing officers started to make a fort of books. Now seeing what they were doing, Havoc and Breda began assisting Kila and Yaya in hitting the officers. Fuery and Falman, unsure of their position, began gradually proceeding to copycat the opposing sides wall of books.
"Bastards! You think you can beat us?" Yaya shouted. "Well... this is, OFFICE WARS!"
Roy sat reading a newspaper in his subordinates workroom. He sighed, just another day at the office.
Heehee, so tell me what you think! Oh and happy 2012! XD on behalf of me, Emmi-chan and Bethani-chan would wish you it too! I know it may seem to focus on Yaya more at the moment, but Kila is Bethani's character. I know her personality and everything, but little is known about her general background. I think she's one of those mysterious, laid back types anyway. So please R&R with what you think and your suggestions for mischief! Laters~ Emmi.
P.S (for those who don't know...) PMT = Pre-Menstrual Tension. If you don't know what that means then WHY ARE READING THIS? Lol. Just google it or ask in a review or something :) I'd be happy to answer any questions you have! :D