Thank you for the kind words and support! ^^ I'm sorry there isn't RoyAi, there will be in the later chapters. I'm just having so much fun writing about Roy and the kids. It's just too cute. =3 Anyway, here's the next chapter, R&R!

I don't own FMA. I only own the OC's and plots.

"Ah, here's the bill," Mustang took the bill from the waiter and checked the receipt if everything was right. "Al right," he pulled out some bills from his wallet, but Hughes grabbed the bill and placed a bill on it.

Mustang glared at his best friend, "Hughes, please. This is Edward's celebratory dinner, I'm paying for it."

"Yeah, but I'm the kid's godfather!" Hughes said. "I should pay for his dinner once in a while…"

The kids and Gracia watched the two grown men fight over the bill… again. She let out a sigh and a small smile for Micha.

"Dad, come on, just let Uncle Hughes pay for the bill… for once…" Micha said airily.

"'Ya hear that, buddy? Your daughter's siding with me." Hughes grinned evilly.

Roy ignored it and pulled the bill as hard as he can and Hughes let go just in time. It made Roy topple over his chair, making him fall backwards. Maes, the kids and his wife froze. Roy's white gloved hand popped up, with the bill and his credit card. He then called for the waiter. The waiter picked up the two items and then his chair. He had a straight face on. "What?"

The whole table and the rest of the restaurant (that noticed him fall over) roared with laughter.

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After a while, they all made their way home. Maes was making another drama scene when Winry was already leaving with his buddy. Tears coming down from his eyes and his over reactive and dramatic words made Roy want to pick up him up and throw him into his car and send them driving away. I mean, Roy loved his kids and all… but this is just embarrassing.

"Papa!" Winry said, "I'll be back tomorrow at six, don't worry…"

"Yeah, Hughes, get a grip." Roy rolled his eyes, followed by a chuckle from Gracia.

"Come on, honey, Elicia's already asleep," his wife said softly.

"Ok…" Maes hugged his eldest daughter tightly and tickled her with his beard. "You be a good girl, ok?"

"Ok, papa." Winry smiled and then hopped into the back seat with Ed.

Alphonse wanted to sit on Micha's lap in the front seat and fell asleep a few minutes later. It was a silent yet comforting ride. With their bellies full and tired out, Edward and Winry fell asleep in the back seat after ten minutes through the ride.

"Awww, dad just look at them, they're so cute!" Micha giggled.

Roy stole a glance from the back mirror and smirked. Winry was leaning on Edward's shoulder and Ed leaned on her head. They both looked so peaceful and innocent.

"Looks like you and Uncle Maes are going to be in-laws, dad." Micha said smugly.

"They're too young to say that they'll actually get married to each other, love." Roy placed a hand on Micha's thigh and smiled. "Concentrate on your studies first. When you graduate and become successful in life, trust me, guys will be lining up from around the corner just to ask for your name."

"Yeah, and you and Uncle Maes will be on a shooting spree by then." She laughed.

"Of course. I'm not giving my princess to some bastard freely," Roy said calmly. "Don't forget the guys in the office. They don't approve of you having just anybody for your suitor…"

"I'm not going to allow just anybody to be my suitor, dad… He has to get your approval first."

Roy entered his mansion's gates and gave the car to the butler to drive it into the garage. Micha carried the sleeping Alphonse in her arms while Roy made sure that Edward and Winry were awake enough not to hit any of the furniture.

Father and daughter helped the kids into their pajamas and tucked them into the luxurious king sized bed. Mustang silently closed the door and walked his daughter to her room.

"Micha, I need you to come to the lounge after a while. We need to talk," Roy said calmly.

Micha felt her heart flutter for a while. Shit. What did I do now? She asked herself. "Ok, uhm… just let me take a bath and change, then I'll meet you there…" Her voice came out smaller and softer than she wanted it to.

"Ok." He replied. "And no, you're not in trouble." He smirked.

His eldest child sighed in great relief and laughed at herself.

"I know you too well, Micha—inside and out." Roy chuckled before heading to his own room.

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Roy sat down on the wing back chair that was placed in front of the fire place. He had a glass of scotch in his hand and his mobile in the other.

"You're drinking scotch and holding your phone… Now I know I'm in trouble." Micha said as she plopped down on the soft, fur, carpet, at her father's feet, her back facing the cracking fire.

"I already said it wasn't you…" Her father replied, seemingly occupied by whatever he's texting. Micha watched her father text away and occasionally take down a sip and sigh. The sound of his crispy keypads being hit quickly was beginning to make the girl fidget.

Tap tap tap tap tap… Roy's phone voiced while it went in rhythm with his daughter's breathing. Inhale exhale inhale exhale. The heat of the consuming flame, breaking apart the anatomy of the pine wood, cracking and burning it into ash: Crack… Crack… It was driving the teen insane.

"Dad, stop it!" Micha grabbed the phone from her father and looked at him, wild eyed.

"… Are you ok?" Roy asked cautiously.

"I'm… peachy…" She said before handing him his mobile back and sighed. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well…" Mustang ran his hand through his raven hair… a nervous habit he never got rid of. "The three of you know that as much as I would like to take care of you every single minute of my life, I can't because I have to go to work to give you everything you need and want and—"

"I know where this is going," Micha cut him off and rolled the eyes she perfectly inherited from the man sitting in front of her. "Dad, why do you need to get us a babysitter if you know that she'll come out through or doors screaming like the mad woman she really is?"

"Because I know the causes of it," Roy pressed his gaze down hard on his daughter. She simply gave him a wide grin. "Look, Micha, I know you and your brothers are intelligent and perfectly capable of yourselves, but this time, I'm not just getting any babysitter. I'm getting one that can fight and protect the three of you."

"So you're getting a babysitter-slash-nanny-slash-bodyguard?" She asked, skeptically.

"Yes."

"Dad, the three of us will still find ways to get rid of her, trust me. Ed, Al and I have a bag of never ending schemes." Micha replied casually.

"Why do you always have to get rid of them, anyway? Do you have any idea how hard it is to find one?" Mustang snapped. You kids even ruin my date's lives… not our date night… her LIFE. Mustang thought of saying it as well, but thought better of it. He'd just end up with three stubborn children that would hate him.

"Because!" Micha retorted. "Call us selfish, but we're doing it for you too! You spend so much money on one that they will just eventually get caught up in it, give dirt to the media, then probably sue for having such 'horrible' children."

Like that last part's my fault. Thought Roy. "Look, Micha…" He started to calm down. He's having his longest peace streak with her for now and didn't want to break it. "The military's demanding a partnership and supplies. God knows what they'll try to pull if I don't say yes."

"How did they know about that?" She asked, slowly.

"Archer told the press." He replied bitterly.

"HA!" Micha exclaimed. "I told you, you should have fired him! He wants you gone, dad. I don't like him."

"Well, neither do I and the rest of the board. We're going to have a meeting on that this Monday."

"Why not tomorrow? It's only Saturday."

"That's the day I'll be interviewing potential sitters. You be good and take the kids somewhere nice. Be careful. Maes will kill us if Winry comes home with a scratch."

Micha laughed. "Don't worry, dad. Ed and Al have been training with Auntie Izumi for two years now while I've been training with Master Fu for a long while now. I'm sure we can handle ourselves."

Roy offered her a soft smile.

"… So I guess that means you don't have to get a sitter now, right?" Micha smiled hopefully. Roy's grin disappeared and became a fine line.

"No." His daughter frowned. "I'm only doing this for the three of you! As much as I don't want to, I have to!" Roy gritted his teeth, he didn't realize that he was already shouting. His daughter looked like a poor child being scolded at. Mustang let out a sigh. "It's not like you have a mother to take care of you." He mumbled.

"You didn't have to divorce her, dad. I know you didn't want to…" Micha said softly. "I could have found ways to avoid her."

Mustang knew what she was talking about. His ex-wife was never a good mother to Micha. Once the guidance councilor called him to school, explaining what Micha's friends have been telling her and that Micha confirmed it as well.

"Sir, you do know that she can sue you and your wife for child abuse, right?" Said the councilor. "When she was absent for three days, I thought she had the flu that was going around, but I never knew that the real reason was your wife locked her in a room… Did you know about this?"

Roy reluctantly answered. "Yes…"

"And you didn't do anything about it?"

"…No."

"You could have just sent me to boarding school. You would have been happy, that bitch would have been happy, and Ed and Al would have a mother now… I'm the cause of all of your unhappiness."

"That's not true!" Roy felt a sense of panic come through him. He almost didn't notice her calling his ex-spouse a bitch… well… it was true.

"Yes it is!" Micha yelled, standing up. "If you just had me aborted, then you might have actually had a normal teen life! Dad, I'm half your age. I'm old enough to be your sister!"

"But you're not!" Mustang too, stood up from the chair. He was enraged. How dare his daughter think this way? He did everything for her and she still thinks that he's unhappy because of her. "It was my choice to keep you and I don't regret it. I may have had a hard time, but you kept me going. I needed to keep you alive and make sure that the social workers wouldn't take you away from me! Do you have any idea how much I must love you to sacrifice everything for you?"

Micha stayed quiet. She always did over think these things. "I'm sorry." She mumbled.

Roy pulled her into a hug. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you and I should have stopped her."

"It's ok, dad. But really, if you do want to remarry, you can. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Sure, but if I get a divorce, then that means you had everything to do about it." Mustang laughed.

"You got that right, dad." Micha laughed.

I hope you guys liked it! =3 more of Roy's past will be shown in the later chapters. RoyAi will start in a few chapters. Please do leave me a review, they make me do the happy dance! ;D

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