SE: I know, late night update, and sorry for that. I was up at five this morning to get to my ACT test(out at noon), marched in town Christmas parade at 1:30, and then went Chirstmas shopping with my sister.
I. AM. TIRED!!! four hour test, halfmile march, and shopping...that sums my day...
Oh well, here's chapter 13, Enjoy, sorry if it's weird, I've been up 17 and 1/2 hours...

December 13th - Snowed In -

It was a long night for Roy and his entire command. One by one they fell asleep in their chairs, Edward was the last to drop. Al was at the dorm and too into his book to notice his brother's absence. That night a freak snowstorm came in and buried Central in eight feet on snow and ice. Morning in the office was pandemonium to say the least.

Havoc of all people was the first to wake and notice the window. His first thought was 'shit.' carefully he nudged Mustang awake and they woke the others.

"Wow, that looks deep…"

"We're gonna die!!"

"Brenda, shut up!"

"I'm getting my gun."

"Would you all just shut up!!!" Edward was awake. Roy was nodding in agreement behind Ed's back. Edward continued, "Now, Mustang could melt us out, but he would fry a whole hell of a lot of the building," Roy looked indignant and glared at Ed, "I could blast a tunnel, but it would probably collapse," he was interrupted by Havoc,

"So what's your point?"

"I was getting to that…we wait." Everyone stared. Edward Elric: FullMetal Alchemist-a.k.a. walking dynamite stick, was suggesting to sit and wait…they were screwed…

Edward rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath. "Well? Go do something!" another blank stare…joy of joys… "Do something to that pathetic thing." he motioned to a neglected mini tree in the corner of a filing cabinet.

Fury piped up, "We could, its better than nothing…"

"I'll go to the mess and get some food, maybe some tea." Falman volunteered quickly to get away.

The rest were making decorations out of anything they could find. Paper-request forms- pens and some random string, Roy's gloves, and…wait…

"Cut those gloves and I cut your pay!"

Havoc quickly dropped said gloves from his hands and tossed the scissors behind his back. Hitting Edward in the back.

"Ouch! What the hell, Havoc!!!"

He grinned innocently, "Sorry Chief."

It was around two in the afternoon and everyone was getting cabin fever. But no one wanted to leave the office… it was the current people or nobody. Somehow, Riza started humming which led to many off key and painful death of butchered Christmas songs.

They noticed that Edward had yet to join in on the murder. "Come on Chief, it won't kill you." Ed grimaced, "No thanks…" he went back to a file he was reading. Soon twitching as Mustang spoke up.

"You suggested we do something, Ed, participate before I make it an order."

The poor blond sighed and dropped his head, "Why me?" he muttered to no one in particular.

Brenda suggested Noel. Everyone agreed and Ed was trapped, Riza was by the only exit-gun in hand.

"mmnnn…fine!" Edward was not happy, the only one ever to hear him sing, and it was rare in the first place, was Al.

So he started to sing. At first there were sniggers at actually getting him to sing, but they were silenced. He was good. No, he was fantastic!

Who knew Edward could sing, really, really well?

As he finished he blushed and ducked his head over the file. It was still dead silent in the room, a loud noise interrupted. It was them being dug out of Central Military Station. Edward was out the doors before anyone, even Hawkeye, could blink.

Well, there was their Christmastime surprise.

SE: and there you go! Please review!