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Title: C is for Cake
Characters: Roy Mustang, Maes Hughes (and a little Hawkeye as well!)
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Silly silliness.

Author's note: I got this idea from clinicly8insane, who got the idea from h_mania. So I want to thank both of them.


Being in the Investigations department, Maes Hughes knew when Roy Mustang's birthday was. But Mustang had threatened him with the pain of being set on fire if he told anyone else.

Every year, Hughes was true to his word, and no one knew that particular day in the office was different than any other, unless they were observant enough to realize that on the same day every year there was a box that was left on Mustang's desk. It had no identification on it. All it had was a piece of paper on it that said 'Roy'. Nobody ever saw who dropped it off, it was there when everyone arrived in the morning.

Every year, Hawkeye would ask Mustang what was in the box, and every year Mustang would tell her that it was none of her concern. She would shrug and remind him to sign the paperwork that was on his desk, then go back to her work.

Every year, Mustang would close the door to his office before unwrapping the box. It was always the same, a white box with a dark blue ribbon, reminiscent of the color of their uniforms. He would carefully unwrap the ribbon and put it to the side, then open the box.

Every year, he would smell what was inside before he even saw it. It was one of Gracia's famously sinful cakes- with a moist, buttery inside and a thick creamy frosting that stuck to your ribs in the best of ways. He always kept a fork and a few napkins hidden in his office drawer, a fork he only used once a year.

Every year, he would wolf the cake down, not only because it was the best cake he had ever tasted, but he didn't want anyone to walk in on him and find out what was in the box. His secret would be out, and there was no way he was going to share his birthday or his cake with anyone else.

Every year Hawkeye seemed to have the perfect timing to knock on his door right as he was finishing the last few bites of his only birthday present. He would wipe his mouth and hide the fork, throwing away the evidence of the box and the napkin before telling her to enter and taking a sip of his coffee to get the smell of cake off his breath.

Every year she would come in, stiff and serious as ever and tell him what meetings he had planned and what papers had to be signed when. He knew she was more of a secretary than a bodyguard, but he wasn't sure what he would do without her either way, because he was he would never remember every little thing that was on his constantly full plate.

Every year, right before Hawkeye left the room, she would whisper to Mustang that he had a little cake frosting on his face, and he would blush just the slightest bit before thanking her and cleaning the tip of his nose.

Every year, Colonel Roy Mustang wondered how lucky he was to have such a great group of subordinates and friends, men and women who could give him the perfect birthday.


Title: D is for Danger
Characters: Roy Mustang, Maes Hughes
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Pre-series academy silliness! (possible alternate Mustang history)


Roy Mustang had never been afraid of danger.

Even when he was growing up, he would always be climbing trees, picking up animals, and fighting with bullies that were twice his size. Of course, he was a rather small child, so most everyone was larger than him anyways. But perhaps that had just fueled his love of danger on even more.

Ever since he had started to learn flame alchemy from Mr. Hawkeye, his teacher had told him of the dangers that he faced. In fact, the first time he ever tried to use the alchemy he had landed in the hospital for weeks with burns so bad on his hands that for a short time, the doctors wern't sure that he would be able to keep all ten fingers. And the first day he got out of the hospital, he tried alchemy again.

When it was time for him to further his education at the military academy, Roy was mad that he wouldn't get to learn any more from a teacher that he had both feared and respected. Hawkeye was the only person in his life that he had ever feared- he *WAS* danger, personified.

Then he met Maes Hughes.

He was a tall boy, a little older than Roy and much smarter, even though he wasn't an alchemist. He had these knives that he never went anywhere without, glasses that perched precariously on the top of his long, thin nose, and this wierd little spike of black hair that constantly fell over his eyes and annoyed him to no end, which cause Roy quite a few laughs.

There was nothing dangerous about Maes- at first. He was a good roommate, pretty clean, quiet. He brought over girls once in a while, but usually it was just to study. As they got to know each other more, they became fast friends. They didn't share alot in common, but there was enough to form a strong bond right away.

Unfortunatly for Roy, as soon as they became friends, the danger started. At first it was just playful pranks, like hot sauce in the toothpaste and unscrewing the salt shaker. But soon he was dragging the alchemist out to do pranks on other people. They unscrewed the pipes from the sinks in the men's restrooms and slicked all the doorknobs of the rooms in the science building with lard that they stole from the mess hall the night before.

One night, when Roy and Maes were running for their lives and military careers after tossing toilet paper all over the front lawn of the Brigadeer General's house, Roy knew was danger was.

Danger was being Maes Hughes' best friend.


( 3 comments — Leave a comment )
Apr. 14th, 2007 02:42 am (UTC)
"Danger was being Maes Hughes' best friend."

Apr. 14th, 2007 12:22 pm (UTC)
Nice icon!! :)

It seems to me that it would be a dangerous job, but Roy has never been scared. It seems like he would welcome the challenge and the danger.

Thanks! I am glad you liked it!
Apr. 18th, 2007 02:49 pm (UTC)
I liked both! :3 Both were cute and nice reads to give me my morning fix. XP

The one about cake tho....I've just been reminded of these comics about Roy I did in the style of the Churuya 4Koma, where Roy's 'smoked cheese' was cake. o.o

"Lieutenant, lieutenant! Is there any cake left?"
"You ate it all already, didn't you?"

Dunno what it is about him that makes him seem like a cake person. XP
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