Late Night Snack

"Pizza's here!!" a voice rang out from the entryway. Riza dug into her billfold, quickly pulling out the necessary amount as she crossed the threshold. She paid the sleep-deprived delivery boy and gave him a generous tip.

Oh thank heavens for pizza…

It was Friday, two-thirty in the morning and Hawkeye was ready for the weekend. More than ready, actually. The week had been full of immature pranks, kidnappings, robberies, espionage, and smuggling—not to mention the things the criminals did. She was going to eat her late-night snack, shower, and then go to sleep. Blessed sleep.

She carried the hot cardboard box over to her kitchen table. Her stomach growled as she opened the package. This pizza would taste so good. She picked up a slice, cheese practically dripping with grease. She raised it to her mouth and…

A knock at the door. She audibly groaned. I do not need this right now. She marched over to her door, unlocked and threw it open.

She was shocked to see her colonel, hand raised ready to knock again. She was frustrated to find him holding a manila envelope. Honestly, if he was here to make some lame excuse as to why all his paperwork 'vanished' yesterday, she'd slam the door on his face.

"Hawkeye, I was wondering if you could look over this manuscript for me," he stated.

"Sir, if this is about-" she stopped. What did he say? "M-manuscript? What manuscript?"

"This one. The fuhrer ordered our unit to put on a play, remember?"

She shook her head. No, she did not remember that. She snatched the paper. Maybe she missed that moment or something. Her eyes scanned the title.

'The Little Engine that Could'

"WHAT?!!" she yelled. How could they possibly put this into production. Roy slumped in her doorway. She glared at him, now asleep on her doorjamb. Stupid, lazy…

He cut her off, snatching the papers away from her and grabbing her pizza before she could draw her guns (yes, she even wears them at home). He leapt down the stairs that led to her apartment and was long gone before she could even cry out. He took her pizza.

Suddenly, Riza woke up from her nightmare. Unhappily, she pounded her pillow and rolled into a more comfortable position. Her stomach growled.

"I want pizza," she murmured to herself as she tried to fall back asleep.

A/N: sorry that it took so long to update this story; I got side-tracked and my editor had...other stuff. but it's here now. I hope you liked it!