No Secrets Between Friends

Rating: T
Word Count: 1,771
Summary: Heymans’ gift turns out to be a curse when he’s unable to figure out the exact nature of Jean and Riza’s relationship.
A/N: Guys, I finally wrote something!!! It’s been way too long. I hope you enjoy ^_^

It had been a long week for Heymans Breda. The colonel had them running around Central like crazy people, and none of the jobs he gave seemed to make any sense on their own, let alone together. After Heymans had been sent to a department store to buy a specific shirt, he wondered if the colonel was using them to run his errands. That theory was thrown out the window when he was instructed to tail a man he’d never seen or heard of in his life. It was when the colonel ordered, straight-faced, that he was to pick up the lieutenant’s monstrosity – dog, he meant dog – from the vet that he decided it was best not to wrack his brain trying to figure it out.

With a large bottle of bourbon in one hand, he used the other to push open the glass door to a familiar apartment building. Tonight, he wanted to get drunk, and he knew just the person to drink with.

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magewardensurana  asked:

“Quit flirting.” - “I didn’t mean to-” for Olivier/Maria (if you feel like writing them. If not, Royai is fine!) Thank you!

Thanks so much for the prompt. I tried to have a go at this, but I’m not sure how I feel it turned out. I’ve never written Maria before, let alone this pairing, but it was fun.

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Maria swallowed as Olivier loomed over her. The general’s eyes were flashing.

“Stop flirting.”

Maria blinked, “Excuse me?”

“You heard me Lieutenant Ross.” Olivier glared at her. “It’s improper, and not to mind against the rules to flirt with a superior officer.”

“I am not flirting with you,” Maria snapped, her mouth quicker than her brain.

Olivier raised an eyebrow.

“Sir,” Maria added. “I didn’t mean to-”

“Good! Then we both know where we stand, Lieutenant.”

Maria watched, mouth open, as the General walked away. She wasn’t flirting with her. Why would the crazy woman think such a thing?

Of course, I’m not blind, Maria thought.

Armstrong was an attractive woman,  but she was also bat shit crazy.

I’m not that stupid to dare flirt with the Ice Queen of Briggs.

Still, Maria’s eyes drifted downwards despite herself. The General had a good ass. Toned but rounded.

Oh crap.

She could feel the heat in her cheeks.

 Olivier stopped walking and Maria held her breath..

Please don’t turn around.

Olivier started to walk again. “And Lieutenant Ross, you can quit ogling my ass.”

Fin

anonymous asked:

Do you two watch anime?

ED: Anime? What’s anime? Who is an anime???

ROY: Yes. We watch anime. I like… Bleach, Noragami… Serial Experiments Lain, Parasyte, um… and Inuyasha. It think that Ed is the Inuyasha to my strong, confident, independent waifu, Kagome.

ED: I like Free. Because I like abs.

ROY: …

ED: I also like Black Butler because I think that Sebastian sort of kind of maybe sounds like Roy. If he had an accent. Same with Kyoya in Ouran Host Club. I also know that Roy over here… well, his guilty pleasures are Fruits Basket, Chobits, and Yuri on Ice.

ROY: *speaks loudly* “It’s enough to make even me, a man, pregnant!“

BOTH: “SUCH EROS!!!”

ED: But anyway… he likes Chobits because he’s a pervert.

ROY: I’m not a pervert!

ED: *shakes head* That’s what all the perverts say, pervert. But it’s okay- I love you despite. Pervert on, pervert… pervert on…