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“I could bring his friends in here? nice cozy…warm…homely place for spiders.” He placed the gift on one chair.

Well now he had two options, get killed by Riza for lighting a chair on fire... Or suffer. ................................................. He preferred to suffer. Eyeing the spider, he sighed. “bring anymore spiders inside and I’ll tell Hawkeye that you gave hayate more treats than he was allowed.” 

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“Here its nothing big or fancy….. but… thought that counts right?” He opened his hands and a SPIDER was there small innocent. Spider..

His eye twitched and his body tensed. “What a... Lovely gift.” he ground out. “Maybe you should let him outside with all of his friends- I think he’d like that better.”

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“….I’m going to be nice this year and give mustang…an actual gift on this fine holiday.”

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“An actual gift eh? Pray tell what this........ Actual gift is.” 

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Roy looks up from the desk then at the calendar. “.... is it that time of year already...?” Time flew fast when you were half asleep at a desk trying to burn finish paperwork.

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..... Hi yes i’m alive and Ive forgotten 100% of what ive done on this blog. Dont mind me- I’m just- Here. 

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“…. good luck explaining that mess,“

Roy sighs and draws a circle on the ground to start putting it back together. “................ I know where you sleep.” 

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“Go ahead live your dreams.don’t let me stop you,and the door wont slam on your way out!”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand snap. There goes a door. baTOOM.  

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“So you think it’s great?  that’s good.. because i already changed the other doors too.”

Roy stood up and snapped his gloves on. “I think its time for me to be on a demolition team.” 

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“I can make it new again? how it was…” he sighed looking over too the  doors. 

“I think its great, you can run in and make your statement without slamming the doors open!” 

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“….fine, whatever i won’t tell anyone.”

“Good. I also repurposed your Gothic doors.” Well now instead of Gothic and gaudy- it now looked like the fire nation attacked.

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“You….can’t watch me for hours..right? but i won’t tell anyway.” 

..

maybe Al

Roy frowned, “It will get back to me somehow. Because someone might try your little trick. Then I’ll know you blabbed.” 

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“,….but that’s…like …. a bad thing.”

“I’m watching you Edward. You tell anyone- ANYONE- what you know. And I will call her and tell her that you did.” 

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“What you gonna do? —”

“ HEY EVERYONE GUESS WHAT ROY IS AFRAID OF!”

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“I’m going to actually call Winry and tell her you broke your automail again!” 

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“Edward I know where you sleep. If you prank me I can get you back ten times worse”

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Timaeus shrugged. Sanitized? Honestly somehow hadn’t crossed his mind but maybe not a bad idea.

Why was this guy even helping him, surely he must have had work to do

“Why..why are you doing all this?” After being on his own for so long and avoiding people, help wasn’t somwthing he was used to.

Getting on his knees he looked around, occaisionally reaching a fingerless gloved hand in spots that couldn’t be look under as well.

Finally it was found hidden in the shadow of a bush that had to be a good few from where he’d started looking.

“How’d it get all the way over here?”

Carefully he examined the metal eye for any damages. A few new scratches but nothing serious. It wasn’t of any exceptionally high quality make but it did offer some limited vision to his otherwise blinded side.

“Doing what?” Roy asked, raising an eyebrow. He was genuinely confused. “Helping you? Being friendly....?” He reached under a table and felt around for the missing feature. 

He shrugged. “Just because I’m military doesn’t make me heartless you know.” The ravenette had heard the rumors but didn’t really care much to read into them much. The Womanizer, The Hero, The Cold and Ruthless Flame Alchemist, there might have been many more but he’d stopped paying attention past those years ago. 

In fact, it had quite the opposite effect. Who knew rumors could be so helpful? Though in situations as of these- it tended to backfire. 

Looking behind a potted plant also made him pout slightly. Not there either. Roy crawled on the ground, hands and knees looking for the eye, only turning when the boy in question called out in surprise. 

“You’d be surprised as to how far something can get with gravity.” he smiled softly before standing up, brushing himself off. “Is it alright?” Roy tilted his head slightly before walking over.

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“We are fine..”  he paused turning away to make his leave. “Nothings wrong.can’t i be thoughtful and visit to give you your money back?“   he huffed not waiting for a reply Ed starting to heading to the door.

“I suppose it isnt a crime for you to be thoughtful once in awhile. Thank you Edward.” Roy smiled a bit before he turned in his chair. “Now get outta here runt.” 

all Roy heard was, CLAP AND THEN EDWARD MADE A UGLY STATUE and door decoration ( think goth) before leaving. “BYE  IDIOT!” he called already out the nicely Gothic doors

Roy turned and sighed. Well..... Now he’d have to explain why the doors were gothic and..... were those skull handles- He now had a headache. Where has the rum gone....... He needed a drink after that conversation and to make those gaudy decorations actually make sense to his pounding brain.

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