PannyPan

“ROY!!!!!,” you screamed bursting into Mustang's office. He sighed and looked up at your angry face as you continued to yell. “Where is he, where the hell that short metal bastard.” “Hey!” you heard a familiar voice say behind you, “who are you calling short.” You turn around to see a pair of honey golden eyes squinting at you angrily. Ed stares at you as he crosses his arms. You stare right back. “You, because you scratched my (f/g) and now it won't work!” you exclaim while pushing your (h/l)(h/c) hair out of your face. “So, its just a game,” he says looking away. &ldqu