Ey ppl. Just a fan fic update. I am working on the Switch, or w/e i called it, and i will try to have the new chapter up some time this week. Until then, you can enjoy this insane drabble that i just wrote. Purpose? none, just something weird that popped into my brain. Okay, so read and enjoy, or read and hate. Either way, you can still post comments you know.
Unnamed Drabble
A Fan fiction
By Emma
“Sleep with me.”
Ed looked up at Roy. Surely he hadn’t heard him right.
“What?’
“I order you to sleep with me.”
“WHAT??”
All of the sudden the Bradley came in.
“What’s going on here?” He asked.
“I ordered Fullmetal to sleep with me, and he wont!” Mustang complained.
“Fullmetal, you have to do what he says.” The Fuhrer commanded.
“WHAT? No I don’t!”
“Yes, you do. The colonel out ranks you, so you have to do what ever he says.” With that he skipped out of the room and down the hall.
“What the fuck?” questioned Ed. Things were certainly going strange today.
Then Ed noticed that Roy was walking nearer to him, and he started to make a run for the door.
Unfortunately for him, Roy was a lot taller then him, and had a lot longer legs, and therefore ran a lot faster.
He jumped and knocked Ed down on the ground so he was lying on his stomach.
Then Hawkeye entered the room, carrying a ten-foot high stack of paper work. She looked at Roy sitting on top of Ed startled.
“What the hell is going on here?”
“I want Fullmetal to have sex with me, and he wont do it!!”
Hawkeye looked angry.
“You don’t have time for sex right now, you have to fill out these papers!”
Roy looked disappointed.
“Can’t I do the paper work after words?” he asked.
“No, because then you will complain that you are too tired to do your paper work.”
Hawkeye kicked Roy in the face, causing him to fall off of Ed. She handed Roy the paper work, and picked up Ed, carrying him over her shoulder.
“You can have this back when you’re done signing all those papers.” She said and exited the room.
She tied Ed up and threw him in a closet.
“Ouch get off of me!”
Ed rolled over, off what he had been thrown upon. He peered over to the ‘object’ he had been thrown upon, his eyes adjusting to the darkness of the closet.
“Fury?” he asked, “What are you doing in here?”
“Havoc wouldn’t do his paper work, so Hawkeye tied me up and locked me in here. You?”
“Mustang wouldn’t do his paper work.”
-fin-
An: Okay, so was that kinda weird? Oo R&R
< version 2, aka better version
Yeah, i wish. And hes always trying to be all nice to Ed, its like, "we dont care if your nice, go fuck his brains out!!"
Ello ppl, i wrote a new FF. Enjoy 
