Ahhh, and I said I would update. Now you all now that I'm a big fat liar.
Srsly.
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F is for FUN
By Toast :DDD
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It was a b-e-a-utiful day in Central. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, the monkey was climbing the tree…
Wait, what?
Nevermind.
Anyway, Roy was having a pretty good day. He had no paperwork (because, miraculously, he had already finished it. HOMG, APOCALYPSE?) and so he could just lounge around if he felt like it.
Except for ooooone teensy itty-bitty detail.
"WEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOO!"
It was still there. And guess who had to look after it?
No, not Roy, you freaking imbeciles.
Wait.
It is Roy.
….Anyway.
"WEEEEEOOOO!"
"WOULD YOU SHUT UP!?" Roy screeched- girlishly- smacking his hands on the desk and sending old papers flying.
Ed paused, then turned to look at Mustang. He sniffled. "Y-You don't love me anymore?"
Roy stared at Ed for a loooong time.
Ed sobbed. "I'M TELLING HAWKEYE!" He ran out the door.
Roy sighed and sat back down. Finally, some peace.
"F IS FOR FROLIC THROUGH ALL THE FLOWERS."
Somehow, Roy didn't think Ed would ever leave.
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LOL shortness.
Just kill me.
Plzkthnxbai.