No Lying Allowed

Chapter Six: Embarrassment!

Okay people, here's the actual chapter, not just an author's note! Sorry about the last upload, but I just didn't wanna leave you guys hanging. I had to warn you that I was going to update late. I know I disappointed a lot of you awesome people, and I apologize for that, but it had to be done.

Well, my USB problem I had is now fixed temporarily. I still have to find a new one. Sadness :(

Well, here's the new chapter! I wanted to answer all of your questions, but I had to save some. Sorry!

Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist does not freakin belong to me! ARRGGHH!

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Edward glanced nervously behind himself once again as he settled in his chair. Riza might be much calmer than the last time Ed had seen her, but she still had those ominous–looking guns sitting in her holster. He wasn't about to take any chances of offending her.

"Ummm…hi, Hawkeye," he muttered.

She turned her honey–colored eyes on to him slowly. She looked slightly wary. "Edward,

the colonel's right. No questions about me."

Ed gulped. She didn't have to say or else to convey the sense that there would be consequences if he breached her trust again. He looked away from her and studied Mustang, who was waiting silently behind his desk for Ed to begin talking. One scan of the room and the alchemist could see that everyone else was waiting, too. Fullmetal sighed. Here goes.

"Well, Mustang, what kind of questions do you want me to ask you?" He said grudgingly.

Mustang considered. "Hmm…anything, I guess. Just don't pry too much, ok?"

Edward brightened. At least he could ask the question that he had been wondering for some time now. He grinned.

"Hey, I've been wondering…what is your worst fear, colonel?"

Everybody around the room leaned forward in interest, even Hawkeye. Now, this was a point that most of them had not thought about. However, once you pondered it, it was a little bit obvious for the people who knew him well.

Mustang didn't anticipate this inquiry, and was a little taken aback. His worst fear…? "Ummm…well…"

"Spill it." Ed said sternly.

Mustang looked torn. He has having an internal debate on what his greatest fear was. Well, he was having trouble deciding. He actually had two…

"Which one?" Mustang blurted out abruptly before he knew what he was saying.

Edward looked puzzled. "What do you mean, which one?" His golden eyes clouded over for a second until he got it. "Wait, do you have two fears? Tell me both!"

"Both?"

"Yes, both!"

Mustang huffed in annoyance. "Fine. My worst fears are…"

Winry cocked her head in interest.

"That I won't be here to protect someone I love, and…" He trailed off.

Breda exchanged glances with Falman. What was the last one?

"Spill it." Ed repeated.

A suspicious blush covered Roy's face. "Ummm…and I really, really hate the darkness." He looked down.

A shocked silence filling the room was the only warning Roy had before Ed burst out laughing. More chuckles emanated from the small audience watching when they realized what Mustang had said. The Great Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, was afraid of darkness? Come on!

"Well, you can't blame me!" Mustang protested loudly against the laughter filling the room. "The only people who have been with me underground beneath Central City were Alphonse, Riza, and little Pipsqueak over here! You guys didn't see the chimeras – "

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT A CHIMERA WILL IGNORE HIM?" Edward roared, forgetting all about what he was laughing at just a minute before.

Mustang sighed and buried his face in his hands. After a brief minute, he looked up and said, "Fullmetal, the chimeras did not ignore you, you whiny freak."

Ed seethed and glared at Mustang, who looked away and continued addressing everyone else, who were still waiting for Roy to continue his explanation. Despite his anger, Ed still listened as Roy kept talking.

"Anyways, you guys didn't see the chimeras that were down there. Those freaks of nature would scare the lights out of anyone.

"They just kept coming at you. They were like…like deformed demons. And when I was caught in a side tunnel, separated from the group, and with my gloves torn and useless, I couldn't light the fire that would save me. I was caught in the darkness, alone with those things."

Everyone except for Riza and Ed waited with bated breath. They hadn't heard this story before. Maybe Roy actually did have a reason to be scared of the dark. Roy continued.

"I would be dead meat if it wasn't for Alphonse. He blasted those things away from me and got me out of there. Later he found a lighter for me to use in absence of my gloves, since they were ruined. And…"

Roy paused. For a minute, he sat and stared at the floor, until he quietly added, "…ever since then, I hate being in the dark. It just reminds me of that one experience."

The somber mood in the room deepened, until Edward broke it with a derisive laugh. "Ha! Hey, Roy, do you have a stuffed animal? Does it comfort you through your scary nights?" He broke off with another snort of laughter.

Fuery and Winry looked at each other in confusion. Where did that come from?

"Is that a question?" Roy asked…nervously?

Ed stopped laughing and looked up. He considered. "Well, yes, it is." He grinned.

Roy's face now looked like a ripe tomato. He stammered out, "I-I have one, but I don't sleep with it…"

Ed howled. He was tearing up with laughter and shaking in his chair. Soon, even the chair wouldn't support him and he collapsed onto the floor, bawling out his laughter. His fist was pounding against the carpet.

And he wasn't the only one. Winry was giggling over in her corner, eyes tightly shut with mirth. Havoc was laughing quietly.

Fuery's face was turning red because he was trying to hold it in. Breda was sniggering. Falman was his usual stoic self.

Mustang yelled, "S-Stop laughing at me!" He was both embarrassed and angry. Why, oh why did he even enter this contest in the first place?

The room quieted down slowly. Edward was still chuckling when the Flame Alchemist asked, "Next?" He was fuming.

"Okay, okay…" Ed giggled. He was trying to take deep breaths and not start laughing again. In and out…in and out…

"Whew," Ed muttered. He rubbed his hands together and rolled his shoulders. "Okay. Next question…hmmm."

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