Kim: Oh how it's been so long. I'm so sorry I've been gone stops quoting Panic at the Disco For real though, I've been gone a while and I'm sorry. Are you guys even still reading? If you are I love you loads. and I really do hope you enjoy this chapter. Based on true facts...kinda...well yeah...

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing except for the shoes I'm wearing.

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Roy was in hell

Not the firing flamed up kind of hell but it was hell nonetheless. Screaming kids were rampant, running in every direction, screaming at each other. Roy kind of wanted to kill himself. He would have never agreed to work at El Dorado Park's summer camp if Al didn't convince him, luring him in with fancy sweets and a giant teddy bear that absolutely made Roy gush. Damn Alphonse and his magic ways.

Roy Mustang wasn't too fond of kids, nor did he like the fact that he had to spend a 7-hour day from 9:00am till 4:00pm with these little monsters. At first, he didn't think it would be too bad but as soon as he stepped foot on the camp playground this little boy came flying off the jungle gym, a cup full of something in his hands and spilled it all over his new shoes.

This is when Roy knew he was in hell.

And he still had 6 hours left in the day.

Damn.

"ROY!"

Roy cringed when he heard his name being called; he looked for the source of noise and found himself looking down at one of the little boys, Winston.

Roy bit his lip, "What Winston?"

Roy had only known Winston for about an hour and already despises this little child. This kid would seriously not shut up.

"There's sand in my shoe and I don't like it and sometimes when there's sand in my shoe I get it between my toes and that reminds me of the time I went to the beach, oohh, that was not a good time. I got sand all up in my swim shorts. I was sad. I cried and then my mom took me to get ice cream…"

Roy tuned him out. This kid was just as bad as Al, if not worse.

3 hours left into the day and Roy keeps glancing at his watch. 3 hours until freedom.

In the last few hours Roy has had everything he could imagine happen to him. He's had juice spilled on him, tripped on one of the kids and fell face first into the sand, got chased by a huge ass bumble bee that some kid caught in a water bottle, and worst of all, one of the kids pushed him into the park pond. He was pissed as hell after that and wanted to go home.

At the moment Roy was standing under one of the many trees in the park, observing the kids playing. Nothing bad could happen to him here. Unless a tree branch falls on him or something. He winces at the thought.

"Hey R."

Roy recognizes the voice, "He Ed." He frowns, "Where were you all day?"

"Dude, five of the kids ganged up on me and tied me up behind that tree over there." Edward points to a tree, "and then Al freed me."

"Oh. Sucks." Roy shrugs. That's still not as bad as what he's been through.

It's now the end of the day and Roy slumps onto his apartment couch and heaves a heavy sigh. There's a knock on the door and he just yells, "COME IN" and they do.

It's Al and he's smiling, "How was you're first day?"

"Hell." Roy replied and moved from the couch to the kitchen. He needed some serious coffee.

"The kid's just don't like you because you have a bad aura. It's negative."

Roy rolls his eyes, "Pshh. The kids just don't like me. Period."

"Nahh." Al says knowingly because Al is always right.

The rest of the summer passes by and the kids still don't like Roy. He still hasn't changed his aura. If only he had listened to Al.

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Kim: If a handful of you are still reading I could do weekly updates? Who votes yes on that? haha. Thanks for reading darlings.