Hi! Thank you for all the support you've all been giving this story. It is much appreciated and I love you all. I'm glad to see that you all liked the previous chapter, especially the personality test. XD It was given to us by our home economics teacher.

Here's chapter eight. I hope you like it. R&R!

I keep on forgetting to put this disclaimer: I don't own FMA.

-Roy's PoV-

I smirk inwardly as I play the whole scene through my head once more. So the school really thinks that Riza is Micha's mother, huh? Either they have really poor eye sight, all the records were burned along with the building, or they're all just plain stupid. Though I must say, I find this situation rather amusing.

From a small, four section, exclusive private school to a big, twelve section, coed public school. Micha will have to cope up with the crowd, and culture. She and her classmates will no longer be shielded by the strict, morals that her school has etched into every single breathing minute. Sterling Academy is very liberated, though they have an astounding curriculum, some of the students just don't exactly prioritize their studies. The school's students' main priority in that school is sports, not academics.

And of course, let's not leave out the fact that there will be boys. I can already see it. Guys standing and waiting for Micha outside the house, and Riza pulling the trigger, the bullet running through the side of their head and the boys, running out the front yard and all the way home. I laugh lightly and shake my head from side to side. That's my Riza. She doesn't like wasting words, so she lets the gun do all the talking and wastes bullets instead.

And this whole, "attendance of both parents is mandatory" thing is definitely another hurdle for the two of them. Though Riza will more likely just brush it off, and tell them the whole story… again. Or maybe I could—

"Why the hell do you all have to do that? When will I see the day that you all start acting like soldiers instead of damn children?! No, it will be an insult to children if I compare such behavior to yours!" I hear the lieutenant yelling in the outer office.

I open the door, and I see Micha, Havoc, Feury, Breda, Falman, and Fritzer all in a straight line facing the blond woman. They all looked like children that were being scolded by their high-blooded mother.

I let my gaze drift over to the ground. A filing cabinet had toppled over. The papers and folders that used to be in a neat, alphabetic, and date arranged, were now in a messy, unrecognizable pile.

"What happened?" I ask calmly.

"Breda climbed up the filing cabinet." Micha says quickly and points a finger at him.

"I wouldn't have climbed it if you didn't stick that… that… demon up my face!" He says accusingly and pointed his index finger over to Hayate. Who was innocently taking a nap by Micha's desk.

"I so did not stick it up your face!" Micha retorted. "I was just carrying him."

"Then you stuck it up my face!"

"Did not! I was just handing you the copy of the—"

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Hawkeye snapped at the both of them. The two of them instantly shuffled back into their old, strict line and shivered slightly. The other men looked like they didn't deserve to be there since they didn't do anything.

"Why do we have to get dragged into this?" Havoc whimpered. The poor man looked like he just pissed in his pants.

"What was that, Lieutenant?" Riza narrowed her eyes at him.

Havoc yelped and straightened up even more. "Nothing, sir… ma'am… err…" he stammered.

"That's enough, Hawkeye." I place my hands on her shoulders and look at all of them. "I'm sure they are all more than willing to clean this up, right?"

They all shook their heads traumatized. Feury looked like he was shedding tears of either joy or horror. Falman didn't seem to react to the situation as bad, and Fritzer looked like he was either used to it, or really good at hiding his fear.

I smirk and look over at Micha. "I'll talk to you later, cadet." I say before I open the door to my office. "Come here, Hawkeye, I need a word with you." I enter my office and open the door for her. She relaxed a bit and let out a long and tired sigh.

"Yes, sir." She walked in and I locked the door behind her.

I wrap my arms around her waist and rest my chin on her shoulder. "You shouldn't let your anger get to you."

"I should be the one telling you that." She pulls out of my grip and walks over to her desk and sits down. She began to massage her temples with her eyes shut.

"I'll get you something to drink." I open the door and close it gently behind me.

"Better get started on this." Falman said to himself and started picking up the files.

"She's so scary." Daniel says to Micha. "How do you live with her?" He asks her nonchalantly.

The cadet shrugged. "She's not always like this. She actually has a kind and soft heart." She smiles.

"I agree." I nod my head and make my way to the door.

"About the kind part?" Havoc says smugly.

I pause at the middle of my step. "About you all cleaning this up." I say sternly and open the door. I take a step out and pause, I look over my shoulder. "The kind part also." I say gently before I closed the door quietly. My lips pulled up a bit and I shoved my hands into my pockets. "If only you all knew…" I mumble under my breath and walk towards the drinking station.

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When I stepped in to the outer office, with one cup of coffee in my hands, everyone seems to have perked up and looked into my direction, and started laughing. My eye twitched and I shot a glare at Micha. "Damn that personality test of yours! Thanks to you, I'll never be able to look at coffee the same way again." I grumble as I stride over to my main office.

"I hope you made Auntie Riza's coffee just right!" I heard Micha shout before I closed the door. A roaring laughter came after her line.

Hawkeye smirked.

"What're you smirking at?" I ask her and hand her the cup of hot liquid-which I will never see the same way in again.

"I hope yours is strong, hot, and steamy enough to your liking." She says smugly and stifled a laugh.

"Ha-ha. Very funny." I say sarcastically and plop down on my big, leather, chair. "How about you, Ms. Creamy with a strong aftertaste?"

She jerked her head back and laughed lightly. "Touché."

I smirk and watch her as she arranges the papers on her desk. I place both elbows on the oak desk, place my left palm over my right hand and rest my chin on it.

"What're you looking at, sir?"

"What're you going to do about that parent seminar?" I ask her casually.

She narrows her eyes at me. "You went through my mail while I was out there?"

"I didn't. But that letter was just screaming for me to read it."

She let out a tired sigh. "I'm going to tell them straight up that one: I'm not married. Two: I'm not her mother. And three: her parents are not longer with us and I'm her legal guardian."

I nod my head, but I'm not satisfied by her answer. "Ok... but I have a better idea." I say smugly.

At first, she gave me a quizzical look. But then, she finally understood what I was talking about. She looked horrified. "No. No.. No… Hell no."

I my smug smile grew to a huge grin.

-Normal PoV-

*Monday morning*

Micha sat in the back seat, wearing her normal school uniform. Her arms were folded across her chest and staring out the window. Riza sat in the front passenger's seat wearing semi-formal clothes. Her regular skirt, heels and dress shirt attire. Though she was wearing her fake glasses and she let her hair down. Behind the wheel was Mustang. He was wearing a white dress shirt, black pants and matching shoes. He had his hair slicked back with some gray tints.

They are both to pretend to be Micha's loving parents. Since they looked too young to have a fourteen year old daughter, they had to disguise themselves a bit. Roy seems to be amused and enjoying the scence. While Riza seemed devastatingly annoyed and Micha in utter disbelief and was most displeased.

"I can't believe we're doing this. This is stupid!" Riza exclaimed.

"I couldn't agree more." Micha muttered. "You do know that they all know some background about my parents, right?" she pointed it out well enough for Roy to know that her statement was meant for him.

"Well then, what do they know?" He looked at her through the back mirror.

"That I'm a total daddy's girl, he's a state alchemist and is supposed to look like me." She said harshly.

"Well then, act the part, and I'll do mine. I'm a state alchemist too, don't forget that." He said informingly.

Micha rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. "What if people recognize you two? You'll be questioned; court marshaled and stripped of your positions." She said warily.

"So you don't want us to go through with this because you don't want to put us in danger?" Mustang smirked. "Relax, I already have a valid excuse."

"What is it?" Riza asked.

He just smiled smugly at her and kept his eyes on the road. "Just do your part and I'll do the rest. So tell me, Micha, what does your dad like calling you or could you tell me some of his mannerisms?"

"You guys look too young to be them too." Micha mumbled before answering his questions. "He calls me 'love' or 'darling' that part, they know about. But other than that, you can make it up. Jadine's the only one who knows I don't have parents anymore…"

"Who's that?" He asked.

"You'll know her when you see her." Micha looked over at her aunt and then back out the window. "I'm a total daddy's girl, so I'll be clinging on to you a lot, daddy." She laughed at herself them settled down quietly. "Oh, and mom, you should get daddy's other arm. You like feeling him close to you, right?" Micha batted her eyes smugly at her 'mother' and laughed evilly.

"I swear, so help me, I will shoot you both." Hawkeye said Irritated.

Mustang pulled into the parking lot of Sterling Academy and parked quickly. He killed the engine and looked at everyone in the car. "Are you ready for this, darlings?" He said so lovingly.

"I sure am, daddy." Micha pulled on an excited and enthusiastic smile.

"Ready as I'll ever be, love." Riza smiled. Roy returned it. "But I'm still going to shoot you." She got out of the car and shut the door.

Micha laughed lightly and shut the door as well. She grabbed Mustang's arm and hugged it tightly as they walked. She was doing an excellent job at acting like he was her real father. It made Roy feel light when he felt that he was already accepted by her. He cared enough for her to know when she was being sincere. And she was.

They reached the open grounds. And was greeted by one of Micha's teachers and guided them to the assembly hall. As soon as they opened the doors, murmurs and chattering filled the room. And a certain blue-eyed girl with wavy, dirty blond hair, that was tied up in a side ponytail jumped on Micha.

"Micha! You're finally here!" She hugged her tightly. She turned her gaze to Riza. "Hey there, Ms. Ri—"

Micha covered Jadine's mouth with her hand. "Jadine…" She whispered. "This is Colonel Roy Mustang. He's… filing in for my dad, but you are going to call him Mr. Roy instead, ok? And you're going to call my mother Mrs. Hawkeye. Got it?"

"Oh…" Jadine turned around and smiled at Micha's 'parents' and introduced herself. "Hello there, Mr. and Mrs. Hawkeye. I'm Jadine Manson. It's a pleasure to meet you." She extended her hand to them.

Roy already liked the girl. He could tell she was something special and very trust worthy. She was obviously Micha's best friend at school. He took her hand and shook it. "Hello there, Jadine. It's a pleasure to meet you as well. But you can call me Mr. Roy." He cringed when he heard it come straight out of his mouth. That name… did not sound good."

Micha giggled and clung on to Roy's arm then again. "Where's registration, Jadine?" She smiled sweetly at the girl.

"Over there." She giggled at pointed at the bottom of the stage. "Be careful, though. I know there are some girls here with their parents in the military." She said the last line like a secret.

"Sure thing." Micha smiled and pulled on Roy's arm a little harder than necessary. She didn't keep any secrets from Jadine. She was one of her closest friends. Right after Leila, she followed not a millimeter more behind. She was trust worthy, very reliable and extremely intelligent. And the best part was, Jadine understood Micha and was very down to earth and has a realistic and optimistic outlook on life.

Riza slipped her arm into the crook of Roy's free arm and laced her fingers with his. He was very pleased with her actions.

"We should do this more often." He whispered to Riza and kissed her temple.

"If we can live through this day." She whispered back.

"We survived through Ishbal, didn't we? I'm sure we can live through a day in—"

Micha pushed the two of them out of the way and forced them to about face.

"What the hell?" Roy said irritated.

"That's Captain Mike Mendez over there with Lieutenant Kaye Sanders and their spouses and children. I forgot their daughters went to my school." Micha whispered.

"Oh shit." Roy stole a glance and turned his back at them again.

"It's ok. Just hide your face when they come by." Micha giggled.

"Right." Riza signed her last name into the parent registration form and Roy faked his. Right when they finished, they turned around and Principal Willards was right in front of them. Riza instinctively punched the man, who was invading her personal space by a few inches. He stumbled down on to the floor and groaned.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she helped him up. Principal Willard's secretary got tissue for his now bleeding nose.

"No, no. I must apologize. I snuck up on you Mrs…" He looked at Hawkeye and waited for her answer.

"Hawkeye." She answered.

"Ah, so you're Micha's mother, I presume." His voice sounded weird because of the blow his nose received.

"Yes." Micha interrupted. "I'm sorry, Principal Willards. But my mom hates it when people sneak up on her." She grinned. Micha didn't twitch or show any signs of her lying to one of the most powerful and influential people in her school.

"Oh, is that so?" He chuckled. "Well, then, you must excuse me, and I do apologize for doing so, Mrs. Hawkeye." He made his way to the clinic with his secretary.

"That was an awesome hit, Mrs. Hawkeye!" Jadine laughed.

"Of course." Roy wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "This is my wife you're talking about." He smiled proudly. Riza sweat dropped.

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All of the parents and students took a seat in the assembly hall and settled down. Since Principal Willards had his nose crushed by the lieutenant, his voice sounded funny for the duration of the talk. And he would inhale deeply once in a while as if he had a hard time breathing.

"Good morning students, teachers and parents alike. I called up for this assembly so that we may all get to know what your daughters will experience here in Sterling Academy. Sterling Academy has been Rosehill school for girl's sister school for fifty years. Rooted in the Amestrian culture and taking to heart moral values, we aim to raise your daughters into fine, well rounded, mannered and intelligent women."

"We all know that the high school building has been burned to a crisp and is now being reconstructed. So for the mean time, we will seek shelter and aid from this fine school. I know you all may be thinking, 'but I'm paying for my daughter to be in an exclusive private school, and nowhere else will do for her' Parents, please, do bear with us and we hope for your kindest considerations. We understand, to some, it is much farther and to some, more convenient. Parents, we are willing to make a compromise that will be most fitting to your schedules."

He went on and on that almost put Mustang to sleep. Riza had to constantly nudge him to wake up and pay attention.

"You wanted to be a dad, and here you have it." Riza said in a low voice, just enough for him to hear. "So straighten up and pay attention." She said sharply.

"This is almost just as boring as doing paperwork." Roy grumbled.

"Amen." Micha butted in before sighing.

"Now, to wake all of you up, we have some activities for the whole family!" He announced cheerfully. You could already hear false enthusiastic praises from the students and some grumbles and sighs from the inactive parents.

Micha and Roy grumbled and complained. "But I don't want to!"

"Just get up, you two. Whatever it is, I'm sure it's nothing that bad." Riza stood and stretched her arms up. She watched Roy and Micha complain some more and sloppily stood up. She chuckled. "You two really are father and child." She stifled a laugh.

"Me?" They both said in perfect unison and pointed at themselves at the exact same time again.

Riza let it out while they were walking to the field. "Yes."

Hawkeye laced her fingers with Roy's and leaned on his shoulder. Roy placed an arm around Micha and she placed an arm around his waist. In back view, the three of them looked like a perfect and close little family. Too bad there wasn't a possibility of that happening. The Colonel and Lieutenant would be accused of fraternization, separated from one another and be demoted to the lowest of all ranks. Micha was already lucky enough to be with Riza, but having them both was definitely not going to happen.

Once all the parents assembled over to the field, they saw some apples hanging from strings at a fair height.

"What do we have to do, shoot them down?" Roy asked, bemused.

"Mama would gladly do that." Micha laughed loudly.

Her 'mother', simply rolled her eyes and chuckled. "Too bad I didn't bring my rifle." She joked.

"Yeah, isn't that a shame, darling?" Roy asked Micha.

"Sure is, daddy. But I'm sure Uncle Jean would love to bring it here." She grinned.

A coordinator called for everyone's attention. "Al right, now, this is a parent activity. And just in case you are all wondering, yes, this is a contest. All the parents please pick an apple to the height of your liking and get ready. That's right! This is an apple eating contest!" The coordinator said cheerfully. "The rules as simple, the couple that finishes their apple first, wins! But wait, there's a twist. You cannot- I repeat- cannot use your hands. So mommies and daddies, please place your hands behind your back, and get ready!"

"Go!" Micha shoved the two of them to the nearest apple that was hanging. The apple fell right between their lips. "You can do it, mom! Finish that apple, dad!" Micha cheered and yelled from a far.

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Jadine stood next to her. "I'm so going to enjoy this." She snickered.

"Hell yeah." Micha laughed.

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"Ready in… 3…" the coordinator announced. "2… 1… GO!" An air horn went off and all the parents started. Micha and Jadine couldn't help but laugh at their parents.

Roy and Riza kept missing the apple, and it refused to hang still. Their lips ended up meeting once in a while.

Roy laughed. "I like this game"

"Shut up and hold the apple down." Riza chuckled.

"Al right." He bit the apple down while Riza pushed it to him with her lips. "There." His voice was muffled and Riza started chomping the red fruit down.

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"Go get it mom!" Micha cheered.

"Wow, Micha, you seem to be some comfortable in calling them 'mom' and 'dad'." Jadine grinned.

She laughed. "Either that, or I'm just really good at acting."

"Nah, I think the first one was right." Jadine smiled.

"Maybe." Micha shrugged and smiled smugly.

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The fruit juice was streaming down Riza's chin and falling on the grass. She was struggling to take a bite off the apple.

"You look damn sexy from here, love." Roy mumbled seductively but his voice was muffled by the apple.

"Shut up, darling." Riza narrowed her eyes at him.

He laughed. "Let me eat my side now."

"Ok." Riza bit the apple and Roy let go. Now he was madly chomping down on it.

"ONE MINUTE!" the coordinator shouted through the microphone.

"Dammit!" Roy took huge chunks off and chewed it quickly then swallowed.

"Careful there, dad! Don't choke!" Micha shouted.

Roy tried to finish what was left of the apple but the air horn already went off. "TIMES UP!"

Riza spit the apple out and wiped her face with her handkerchief. "Well that was… fun…" She said. Riza looked up at Mustang and laughed. "You have apple all over your face."

"I do?" He laughed. "Well, I feel it." Riza wiped it off his pale face and fixed his collar.

Micha ran up to them. "That was absolutely hilarious." She giggled.

"Oh yeah?" Roy grinned.

"Yup. You guys looked like you really enjoyed it." She snickered.

"Alright, the next game is a relay game for the whole family!" The coordinator said through the mike. The daddy's will have to catch five gold fish with their bare hands in the basin, answer two questions and hit the buzzer, signaling that their wife can do her task. Now, Mommies will have to hit that bull's eye with these bean filled bags and also answer two questions. It's important that you hit it hard enough, because that will lower your daughter's gate so she can do the last and final task. Now, girls, you will have to do the hardest task. First, you'll start with a twenty-five meter sprint, then, you have to duck crawl under the fence, run through the tires, climb up the rock wall, and propel down the other side. This military course was provided by our very own, colonel Mustang, so make sure if there's anyone to hate, blame him." The coordinator laughed.

Micha gave Mustang a death glare. "You did what?"

"I don't even remember that!" He protested.

"That's because you never read the documents you sign." Riza rolled her eyes. Anyways, might as well get this all over with." She strode over to where a teacher was gathering the moms.

"Do your best, mom! AND LET'S WIN THIS!" Micha hollered before running off with her other batch mates.

Roy let out a tired sigh and hung his head."I'm too old for this…" He mumbled. "Did I just say that?" He whispered to himself in horror. "Shit, if being a dad means getting old… forget it!" he talked to himself as he fell in line with the other fathers.

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Roy had his sleeved folded up to his elbows as he sunk his hands in the basin of gold fish. He was already loathing the task. Just having contact with water was already a felony, and now, they want him to catch five of them, answer two questions and ring the buzzer for Riza to go. But he was really competitive when it came to these things, so he, naturally, was burning to win.

"Ready… set… GO!" the air horn went off and he scrambled to grab a fish. He cornered three and tossed them into the pail next to the basin and did it again. But the others weren't so cooperative. They splashed around and gave him a hard time.

"Damn fish! Stay still or I'll incinerate you!" he yelled, but of course, this did no good. It took him and the other fathers to catch anymore. But alas, he caught two more.

He ran to the drawing table and opened up the marker then read the question aloud:

"What does your wife like doing in her free time?" He read. "That's easy!" he jotted the answer down: "Shooting or reading romance novels." Next question:

"What do you always have on your mind?" He paused for a moment before scribbling down an answer.

"Women." He paused and read it."Crap, I can't put that, I'm supposed to be married!" he stroke it out and wrote a new answer. "Alchemy." He paused and read it again. "But that means I work too much!" He erased the answer and finally wrote one down that he was sure of was true. He wrote it in big, bold, capital letters: MY WIFE. He pushed the button, and Riza's light lit up, signaling she can start.

There were only three bags in the basket. She took one and aimed at the bull's eye. She missed by a lot, but the wood looked horribly damaged because she threw it too hard. She tried again and missed. That was a fluke. Surely her 99.99% accuracy didn't just apply to her with shooting. She took pretty long with the last shot, but missed the bull's eye instead. This time, Riza got really pissed.

"Come on, Honey!" Roy cheered.

Riza had no other option. She had no more bags, and the other mom's were already getting the lead. She took out her .45 caliber gun, pointed it at the bull's eye and shot it once.

BANG!

Everyone's jaw dropped and Micha's gate flew open.

"Win it, sweetie!" Riza shouted. And Micha ran as fast as her legs could take her.

All the dads with Roy were astounded. "What a woman." One dad commented.

"Sca-ry." Another remarked.

"Amazing!" Another dad said.

"Of course." Roy said proudly. "That is my wife." He said to them smugly.

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The Military course was a piece of cake for Micha. She would do these once every week with Daniel or with the other trainees. They won first place, even if Micha didn't answer the questions correctly. Predictable. They were all in the military after all. They enjoyed the day very much and Roy drove them home but he stayed for dinner.

"Today was so much fun." Micha smiled. "Thank you for filling in as my parents."

Roy could tell, she really meant it. "No problem, anytime, love." He reached to his side and messed up her hair a bit. "Though I can't believe you answered that of all things in 'what I think about the most" He said.

Riza laughed. "Well, we all know you like it strong, hot and steamy."

"Well, thank god they didn't know Micha here was referring to the personality test."

"Everyone but Jadine." She laughed. "She called and told me she now officially has abs."

"Damn you, people." He mumbled.

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While Micha got ready for bed, Roy and Riza just stayed in the living room in front of a cozy fire, courtesy of the Flame Alchemist. They were both snuggled up under a blanket.

"It wouldn't be so bad having a family like this." Roy whispered softly to Hawkeye.

"No, it wouldn't." She agreed.

"When do you think we'll be able to have one?"

"Roy Mustang, did you just indirectly propose to me?" She teased.

"Why, do you want me to?"

"…"

"I'll get you a ring and I'll do it tomorrow." He said quickly.

"No!" She hit his chest.

"Ouch! Why do you always hit me?" He said incredulously.

"Because I love you." She giggled.

And there's the end! :3 did you guys like it? I hope you did. I know it's kind of messy and… weird, and… rushed… But I hope you understand what I'm trying to say. I typed this all down in one night, and I have to wake up really early tomorrow! D:

I hope I didn't offend anyone with the whole Public school thing. I don't have anything against public schools at all. ^^;; I just had to use something in contrast to make the statement better. OTL if it counts, I went to a public school in America for three months. :D

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