Hello, and welcome back! You know when you're just sitting on the couch, munching on Doritos, and BAM, you get a good idea? Well, this is one of those times.

Disclaimer: Psssh, only in my dreams.

A/N: Hughes IS alive in this story.

Every Tuesday and Thursday at 5:30 P.M., two military officers would disappear for two hours. This was Lieutenant Colonel Maes Hughes, and General Frank Grumman. Why would both of them magically go away at the same time, you may ask? Well, they had formed a club. The R.A.R.W.G.M.S.A.H.L.O.C.L.M.M.R.A., also known as the 'Roy and Riza will get married someday and have lots of cute little mini Mustangs running around!' club. It was a secret organization only certain people could know about- mostly so the two purposes for the group wouldn't be found out. Right now, there were only two members, but they were trying to gather information. And with Grumman being the grandfather of one and Hughes the best friend of the other, it was perfect.

As you know (or should know), one of their important meetings were being taken care of now. This, my friends, was the first meeting of the R.A.R.W.G.M.S.A.H.L.O.C.L.M.M.R.A. Incorporation. Sounds fancy, right? That's why the 'incorporation' is in there.

Maes Hughes, one of the founding fathers, folded his hands and looked at the General. "So, you've joined the R.A.R.W.G.M.S.A.H.L.O.C.L.M.M.R.A. Why exactly?"

Grumman fingered his mustache. "I could ask you the same question."

"Easy," Maes answered, "Roy need a wife, and who's better than Hawkeye? Now, answer my question."

Grumman took a sip of his black coffee. "I want some great-grandchildren."

Maes' mouth gaped open. "You're the grandfather! Roy's always saying how you're telling him to marry your granddaughter! If only he knew…" There was a knock on the door. Both heads spun to the direction of the noise.

"Enter," General Grumman answered reluctantly. The door creaked open and Lieutenant Jean Havoc walked in the door, closing it behind him.

"Oh, hey Jean! How ya' doing?" Maes questioned cheerfully.

"Well, Hughes, Mustang was wondering where you were," he said. The cigarette in his mouth slid to the other side of his lip. Hughes sighed through this nose and got out of his chair, pushed it in, and walked out with the Lieutenant.

"Bye, sir!" He waved.

(Yay, new break page! Seeing as the others don't work…)*0*0*0*0~RoyAi~*0*0*0*0*

/A couple of months and meetings later…/

Roy Mustang was rummaging around his friend's desk, trying to find a pen. He lost all of his while throwing them like darts as Ed (who was not happy to be a dartboard) and Hawkeye would surely put his severed head on a plate and show it at a haunted house if he didn't get one.

Eww. Silver plates totally didn't match his eyes. Wait, did he just say that? His adoptive sisters were starting to rub off on him…

He tried getting the scarred images of his sisters dressing him up out of his mind- something we would never tell ANYONE- and was about to grab a fountain pen when a small pocketbook fell out of the drawer. He grabbed it without thought. He opened the first cover to see 'Maes Hughes' in his familiar scrawl. A picture of his family flutter out of the cover, and Roy picked it up and slipped it back in. He almost closed it, too… Aww, why couldn't he sneak a peek at what he was doing today? I mean, he wasn't holding any secrets!

Roy flipped to that day's date and saw 'R.A.R.W.G.M.S.A.H.L.O.C.L.M.M.R.A. meeting today! 3' Never mind that creepy little doodle of a heart at the end, but what in the world was R.A.R.W.G.M.S.A.H.L.O.C.L.M.M.R.? He would have to invest in this…

Roy carried the pocketbook close to his side. It had said the place for the grouping would be in General Grumman's room. How surprising, Grumman starts a club. Last time, it had been a club about picking up military women and letting them have a 'good time'. Someone even set up a video camera in the ladies locker room. Sadly, though, he had to have surgery on his private parts because Riza shot him in them.

The lesson is, how the hell did Grumman become a general again? Roy decided for it to remain a mystery as he got to his destination. He was about to walk in when he realized something- eavesdropping would be more fun! He leaned against the door softly and cupped his ear to it.

"… really think my granddaughter should be with Roy, don't you think?" he head Grumman say.

"Of course, Franky-poo, who wouldn't?" Roy knew it was Maes the instant it had went to his eardrums.

"Hughes, don't call me that…"

"Yeah, Hughes, that was freaky." Havoc? As in, Jean Havoc, the man that worked under him? Speaking of him, they were trying to pair him up again! And what did the acronyms stand for in the club name? This was getting confusing.

"Okay, can I please go now?" he heard a feminine voice say. He recognized it so well, but it was on the tip of his tongue! It was muffled because of the door, maybe that was why.

"But you can't, Elizabeth, we have to find you a husband!"

"I'm still kind of surprised you paired your granddaughter of with Roy, you know," Havoc piped up.

"Pssh, Roy and this young lady right here are the bestest couple ever!" Hughes giggled. Damn, was that man obsessed with Roy's personal life or what?

But that wasn't the point! The girl that Grumman had been saying he should marry for years was standing, or sitting, right there! All that was blocking him was wood. But should he blow his cover?

Oh, to hell with it! He burst open the door, with a huge smirk on his face, and- Wait… what was Hawkeye doing there? And, so, wait, maybe…

Instead of a speech about how awesome and clever he was, an "Uhhh…" was all they heard him mutter.

"Oh, hey, Roy, wanna join our club?" Hughes asked. He smiled.

"Wait, what club?" Hawkeye glared at Hughes.

"NO CLUB!"

"Oh, Lord…" Grumman wiped his forehead with a hankerchief.

"So, uh…" Roy shuffled his feet. "You're Grumman's… granddaughter?"

Hawkeye raised an eyebrow. "You never knew?"

Roy glanced over to General Grumman, who was grinning like a kids on Christmas. "So, General…"

"Let's talk about this later, shall we…?"

"I'm going to KILL you!" Grumman laughed and ran out the door, Roy chasing him.

"So… what happened?"

"Oh, your grandfather kept telling Roy to marry his fantastical granddaughter, aka you, and he never knew about it! Isn't that funny?"

"No."

I feel like this is kind of a quick ending, but whatevs. Sorry it's been a while since I've updated, I do have a life. And school. And math homework.

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