Yay! Here is another story! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist!
CALLING
Hawkeye was sleeping peacefully in her bed when the telephone began to ring. She grumbled and picked it up.
"HELLO?"
"Lieutenant! Th-the horror, it was worse than any war..." Mustang stuttered at the end of the other line. Hawkeye sighed frustrated.
"WHAT?"
"I dreamt I was Fuhrer, and I could finally have my own personal harem! But..." Mustang stayed silent for a second as Hawkeye waited.
"There were no women!" Mustang shouted terrified.
"Colonel, did you call me for any REAL reason?" Hawkeye yelled at Mustang.
"Yes..." Mustang's voice grew serious as he answered. It was silent for a few seconds.
"What is it, Colonel?" Hawkeye listened closely.
"What are you wearing?" Mustang asked sweetly before Hawkeye hung up, took out her gun, and shot the phone. She lied back down and relaxed.
"I have to remember to bring Black Hayate tomorrow to get him for waking me up at THREE IN THE MORNING!" Hawkeye thought as she went back to sleep.
The poor phone...
-tsukiflower