Spirit Elma: nothing to report. This chapter is a request by MarieBee.

December 18th - Christmas Drinks-

Okay, it was official, military parties for any occasion was dull. And it just so happened to be the military Christmas party, and Roy was bored! he dully looked around to try to find something to do beside talk to people he secretly despised. He could go find Ed and call him short, no, he didn't feel like that…

Besides, after Ed had gotten Al's body back, he just didn't respond to being called short like he used to. Where was Alphonse anyway? Roy had seen Edward, Riza, Breda, and every one but the sand-brown haired boy. Ah, he found something to do: look for Al. A valid excuse for turning down conversation.

Roy weaved in and out of groups talking or being stupid. He spotted Edward again and went over. Ed had gotten caught by a long-winded general. Soon as the general looked away Edward was grabbed and pulled away at a speed that made him yelp in surprise.

"Gah! Wah? Mustang? Thanks, but what the hell!"

Roy chuckled, "Have you seen your brother?"

"Umm…" he narrowed his eyes in thought, "no, I haven't, why?"

The taller male shrugged, "Don't know, something to do?" Edward laughed and glanced around for his brother. His eyes widened in triumph then narrowed as he shook his head. Roy searched the direction Ed had been looking, and moved his hand to cover a laugh, "Edward, I think we should take Alphonse home now…" he bit down another laugh.

Al was sitting in one of the chairs along the wall, well really Fury was holding him down. He spotted Roy and Ed and motioned to them to come over. They did, Edward shaking his head at his brother the whole way.

"Thank goodness! Havoc got Al to drink too many, than ran off after some lieutenant, and I had to stay with him, so I couldn't find you Ed" Fury was rambling again…

"Thanks for looking after him Fury," he turned to look at Roy, "little help? You have experience in dealing with drunks…Al's never gonna hear the end of this one…" Roy nodded and took one of Al's arms. Ed took the other.

"Hey Eddie!" Al smiled up at his brother, who sweat dropped at that name. Ed bit his tongue and decided to kill Havoc next time he was seen.

"Al, please don't call me that…"

"Okay Eddie-chan!" Edward tried to resist smacking his brother upside the head, he really did. It ended up being a light tap.

"I said 'no Eddie'" Al grinned a bit lopsidedly as he turned to Roy.

"Hey Pony!" Ed barked out a laugh while Roy grimaced. Just before they left the building Roy grabbed a few cookies to shut Al up, it worked. Ed asked how he knew what to do. Roy told him that he once had to deal with a Breda and cookies worked. They pointedly ignored Al as he piped in his own comments.

Like, "Breede!" or "Eddie and Pony!" instead Roy or Ed shoved a cookie into his hand.

Finally they made it to Ed's and Al's apartment! It'd started to snow on the way and Al was singing Christmas songs horribly off key. More killing than singing, actuality. Inside their apartment Ed instructed Roy to stay with Al as he got some tranquilizers and shoved them in Al's mouth.

He was asleep. Roy raised an eyebrow, "Was that necessary?"

Ed moved Al's sleeping body to the couch, "Yes, I don't want to be up all night with an annoying, drunk little brother."

Al woke with a splitting headache and sick to his stomach. Roy had left the previous night after making sure to warn Ed about the vomiting. Joy.

"Ed…are you here?" Edward appeared and pulled him to the bathroom. "Brother?"

Ed had a cup of coffee waiting and gave it to him. "You got drunk last night, I am taking no chances."

And so that was how Alphonse spent the day before Christmas hung over. It also appeared that Ed didn't have to kill Havoc, Al had gotten revenge in his own way: Spiking Havoc's breakfast with laxative, the day of the date he'd made when he got Al drunk and left him.

SE: sorry, but I have no clue how drunks act... or how to deal with them...hope it was good anyway.
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