Yay, more pics from paca!!
OK, get ready for... Belated Halloween Goodness!!!
sorry it's really bad...
Disclaimer: I don’t own it. But, when you finish reading this, I will own your soul. Meheh…
“Tell me why I’m doing this again?”
“Because!” The square-jawed bespectacled man exclaimed waving his arms around for emphasis. “It’s Halloween, and everyone knows that’s the best time of year, because that’s when all the little kids dress up, and my Elycia outshines them all with her radiance.” He sighed dreamily. “She was bunny when she was one, then, last year, she was an angel (the halo Gracia made her looked so adorable!!), and this year, she’s the epitome of cuteness…a ballerina!” Tears welled up in his eyes as Roy Mustang was bombarded with pictures of Elycia bundled up in various costumes. His eyebrow twitched and he pushed the enthusiastic father away from him.
“Exactly. How the hell did you manage to convince me to go trick-or-treating with you and your daughter?”
Maes rubbed his chin. “I thought that was why.”
“No, Maes, I would not come trick-or-treating with you or Elycia unless you had Hawkeye trailing me with a gun.”
“Exactly!” Maes intoned happily. Roy’s eyebrow rose. “What?”
“Well, I figured you’d act this way, so I asked Hawkeye to keep Gracia company while she’s handing out candy, so she said she would. She’s waiting at my house, and if I show up without you, well…”
“She wouldn’t care.”
“Not if I happen to let slip that dream you had-“
“What dream? When have I ever told you about any dream I’ve ever had?”
“You haven’t. That’s why it will be so easy to make one up and get her angry at you.”
Roy grumbled. “I don’t know why I agreed to this…”
“Aw, come on, it will be fun! And afterwards, there’s a party at my place, I invited everyone! Elycia will be in bed, and it will be all of us.”
“That might be why I agreed to come.”
Maes nudged him in the ribs knowingly. “Roy Mustang, are you actually willing to be social?”
“I am often social, Maes, just not during working hours when I have no intention of listening to an over obsessed father ramble on about his kid.” Maes placed a hand over his heart in mock pain. “You’ve cut me deep, Roy.”
Roy had been to many Halloween parties, and he found these were often the better ones. It was very lively, men and women dressed up in amusing costumes, plenty of good food, and plenty of interaction. This one was no exception. It was a relief to move about the party seeing coworkers with their hair down, (literally in some cases) and in costumes and overall enjoying themselves. He moved about from group to group, each in turn ridiculing him for his lack of costume before he exclaimed Maes had attacked him with pictures before he could change, and they all nodded sympathetically before he moved on. He stopped by the group of his own subordinates and had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing at their costumes. Breda was dressed up with a sombrero and poncho, with chips in the brim and a margarita in one hand. Fury had on a brown fury suit, two puppy-dog ears on his head with a brown patch around his right eye. Falman looked very much the same, except his ears were pointed and it looked like he was wearing a uniform from Star Trek. It was Havoc who made him laugh, though. The second lieutenant was wearing his uniform, but it had a few more stars than his original one. He had a black wig pulled over his blonde hair, and who alchemical gloves were on his hands. He smiled as Roy approached. “Whoa, déjà vu.” He said amicably. “Nice,” Roy conceded as he looked his copy over. “Maybe if you dress like that more often, you’ll have more luck with your dates.” Even Havoc laughed at this. “I actually thought about it.” He said, grinning from ear to ear. Roy looked around. “Where’s Hawkeye? Maes told me she’d be here tonight.” He said, jerking his thumb towards the over-ambitious father dressed up like a photograph of Elycia.
“She’s over in the corner, there.” Fury pointed out, standing on tiptoe. “She was talking with us for a while, and then Gracia called her over.” Roy nodded and pushed past them to where she was standing. “If you’ll excuse me,” He said. As he left, the group of subordinates gathered around one another looking as if they were placing together a bet.
“Chuui.” He said as he walked up to her. She turned at his voice and looked him over. “Do you have something against Halloween, sir?” She asked, noting his lack of costume. He waved his hand in dismissal. “Nah, I was attacked by Hughes before I put anything on. And what are you supposed to be? You look pretty much the same, although the black dress is nice.” She smiled at him, exposing two pointed teeth. “Ah.” Roy said.
“It’s not elaborate, but I felt it fit the occasion.” She said, looking past him at the multitudes of candy and orange and black ribbons scattered around the Hughes’ home. Roy nodded, stepping slightly closer to her. “Fits you nicely.” He stepped behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She stiffened. “T-taisa-”
“Shh.” He hushed her, pulling her back against him. “We’re at a party, is there a problem?”
Riza sighed, but smiled. She leaned back against his chest. “I guess not.” She said softly. She reached down and took his hands in her own.
Across the room, three sad subordinates handed a grinning Havoc 1000 cens each.
I hope your ears aren't bleeding,