Hello. This is moi...Gilbert Idol's Awesome Hostess. Ah...It's been so long since I've typed anything worth typing. :) This is the very long-awaited secound chapter of "What If Your Commander Was Your Dad". After quite a few conversations with awesomenaruto, I got the last four pages done last night. Also, this will be expanded into Four or Five parts due to that I couldn't fit everything I needed into a mere two.

Please enjoy this story.

P.S. For readers of "An Alchemist's Pride And Joy", I've been typing off and on with the third chapter for about a month and a half now, and I have begun Chapter four, so hopefully everything shall be set up to chapter seven or eight by X-Mas time.

NOW! To the story! :)

Started Writing: July 17th, 2011/Continued Writing Again: October 18th, 2011

Started Typing: October 20th, 2011

What If Your Commander Was Your Dad?

Part Two Of Two (requested) of Five?

For awesomenaruto

By Gilbert Idol's Awesome Hostess

Ugh...Morning already? It has to be, there's light on my eyelids. Time to get up, I suppose...

Edward Elric, a.k.a The Fullmetal Alchemist, woke up on unfamilier territory. He knew he was in a bed, but in what room? It didn't look like his room. He tried to get his eyes to focus, but there was so much sunlight pouring in onto a mirror in front of him from a window behind him.

"Damn, what a hell of a bedroom arrangement..." he moaned, and then...He remembered the situation he was in.

And he remembered...How much much trouble he was still in with Roy. He still had to serve his punishment for running off during his awfully childish tantrum, and he'd still have to go to bed an entire hour early!

He slid back under the soft blue blankets and hoped that Roy haden't somehow noticed that he was awake. He sqeezed his eyes shut, and rolled onto his stomach so noone could see his face.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Roy was still preparing breakfest for both Ed and himself, and was trying to decide on a proper punishment to give Edward before they left. He wished he could just call his trusty first lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, but then surely that would mean he wasen't fit to take care of a snotty, self-centered fourteen year old boy. And said boy wasen't just your average boy, he was the youngest state alchemist.

He groaned as he put the completed bacon on two plates, and grabbed two bananas to go with out. How was this going to work? Surely it would eventually handle itself...? And surely Edward wouldn't get into so much trouble as I've heard rumor on?

"Oh! Why am I thinking these things? I am his legal father now, so I should have a little more athority on him, right?" Roy said to himself, in an exasperated tone as he put the plates on the dining room table.

Once he filled two small glasses of OJ, he went up to his room to Edward up, if he could, anyways. When he got there, Edward was in a most akward position. Face in the pillows, halfway curled up, and his rear end was stuck up in the air.

Roy tried not to laugh, but failed as he started to snicker into his hand. He evantually stopped when Ed got into a more resonable position of sleep. Then, he snuck over to his almost lifeless form, and poked him on the back of his neck, with a lot of pressure behind it, and it got him to come alive.

"Ack! Colonel! What? What is it!" Edward was flailing his arms around, looking back and forth across the room spaztically.

It took him a minute of Roy not doing or saying anything to calm him down. He then really saw who was standing in front of hium, and what pj's he himself was wearing...Ubercraptastic. Roy just had to see me in these...Well, he did buy them himself, so what to expect?

"Good morning Edward. I suppose you slept well?" he paused for a moment, as if expecting an answer, but when none came, he continued, " I'm guessing you're awaiting the verdict on your crime commited last night?" Roy said plainly.

Ed blushed and turned slowly away from Roy, hoping that he haden't just heard those words coming out of the Colonel's mouth.

"That's a 'yes', then? Okay...Your punishment is to stay in your room, without your precious alchemy books, and think about what you've done until it's time to leave for work. But you'll still have breakfast with me. Now get out of my bed and get dressed."

"WHAT?" Ed turned around quickly, mouth agape." That's just plain old time out, without the chairs in corners thing!"

"I know. I figure it's better than a spanking, don't you think? Or do you have a different opinion on the matter?"

Roy had given Ed an almost threatening look when he'd said that, and Ed gulped. Geez...Living with Colonel Bastard was something I'd hoped to never see myself do, but now, I'm living the nightmare! And to top things off...He's my damn father! This is SO gonna be hell for me...

Edward hissed through his teeth, and clumsily crawled out of the bed, greatful that he had survived the past night, still intact...

He hesitated at the doorway, and turned to Roy, who was now fixing up the huge mass of blankets and pillows Ed had flung around in his panic.

"Hey, Colonel...Don't tell me I have the same type of dumb clothes like these pyjamas..." he said, bracing himself for one of Roy's signature smirks.

Instead, Roy laughed. "Please! I'm not one to dictate you every move and diecision. I tried to match your personality in the elements of your clothes. I can only hope you appreciate it." the raven-haired man chuckled, turning away at the last part.

The blond teen cringed, wondering what he thought his 'personality' was. He continued to his medium-sized room, and caught eye with the cause of all the stuff that had been happening, the ex-bookself.

"Stupid chest." he grumbled as he reached for the doorknob to his closet, which was painted a light yellow.

When the closet was opened, he was greeted by an arry of different shirts and pants. And he grinned as he saw that the Colonel had been thinking when they had been at WALMART the day before. He grabbed a tight light blue t-shirt with a dead smilely face on the front, and a pair of neon orange jeans.

Edward took a good look at himself after he put them on, and suddenly sighed, thinking of all the ways he needed to thank Roy, but would never do so. He put on a black pair of Converse shoes, and slipped on a black zip-up jacket for show.

He spun on his heels to face the door, and Roy, in that same apron from the night before. "I thought you finished breakfast? I smelled it from here." he pondered, advancing to the door.

"Had to reheat the bacon. Took you so long to wake up, the bacon got cold as stone." Roy said, putting his hands into the apron pockets.

"What's with the apron, anyways? You never told me anything about you cooking."

Roy rolled his eyes, following Edward, who had already made it into the hallway.

"Yes, I cook. Without alchemy, thank you very much. I wear these aprons because Hughes gave them to me as a joke one year for Christmas."

"There's more than one?"

"Yes, Edward, there are a set of four, all in pastel colors!" he threw his arms up in the air.

Before they could go on about aprons, they had entered the dining room/ Kicthen, where there was the food, set and ready to eat. Edward observed his food with a childish curiousity, and after a few seconds, looked up at Roy, who had just sat in his chair. "You cooked me foods that start with a 'B'. Why?"

"No reason at all, Ed. Now just hush and eat, unless you have something work-related to talk about." Roy said as he calmly stabbed his first piece of bacon with his fork.

The blond alchemist grumbled to himself as he pretende to shoot Roy with his new 'Banana Gun', until Roy gave a hard glare, which stopped him immeadiately. He just instead put it down on top of the orange juice glass and grabbed all four bacon strips and stuffed them in his mouth, wiggling them like he had four wavy, brown tongues. Evantually, he bit down on them, leaning his head back to let the remains go into his mouth and not the floor. It was the least he could do for his new father. Then he unpeeled the banana, and removed the tiny strands, piling them in a neat little stack on the actual peel. He shoved the banana gently into the glass of OJ, coating it in a light orange cover. Soon after, he let it drip it's juice into his mouth, and then he bit off about half of it.

"What the hell are you doing to that poor banana?" Roy asked. "It never did anything wrong, you know."

"I'm torturing it, Roy. Because bananas hate oranges. So I'm making it meet up with it. Then I'm biting it at it's weakest point, the middle!" Edward explained, waving the half of banana in victory.

"And what are you gonna do with it now that you've bitten off the weak spot?" Roy inquired, starting to wonder just how the hell the teen's brain worked.

"Aw, I just eat it normal! I also mix in some OJ in my mouth sometimes." Edward said, his signature grin spreading across his face.

"Okay...I'll keep that in mind next time. Now please finish eating."

Edward pouted, but continued nibbling the fruit with slowness, obviously telling that he cirtainly didn't want to be punished.

But evantually, he swallowed the last, delicous bit of the yellow fruit, and it was now time to begin the gruesome punishment.

"I suppose it's time?" Ed asked, standing up and taking his dirty dishes to the sink.

"Yeah, I just need to move the books out of your room." Roy sighed, placing his dishes next to Ed's.

"I still think this is way overrated."

PART II

Once they got to Edward's room, the books were immeadiately put in Roy's bathroom, nowhere near where Ed could sneak around and get them easily.

When the last alchemy text was gone, Ed flopped onto his bed, emmiting a long groan, and then he rolled around in the bed. Roy made sure he couldn't leave the room, and then he closed the door, leaving the poor teenage alchemist in his room, moping on his four-post bed.

"What good is this supposed to do again?" Ed muttered to the cieling, closing his eyes as sunlight poured in through the window and on his face...

TO BE CONTINUED...

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