A/N: Well, this is the last one in the series. Drabble 100. Till the third installment, which'll have to wait until I'm back into FMA once again. I've been more into Naruto and Bleach lately than ever. (Sweatdrops) Hope you liked, thanks for all the reviews and patience and uh...yeah, toodles!
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA.
Nightmare
"Oh my god."
Riza gaped at the sight before her.
The office—it was—well, trashed.
And men were laying around like rag dolls hiccupping like there was no tomorrow.
She pulled at her hair and began to freak out mentally. 'The colonel's going to be pissed! Oh! He's going to be so mad when he sees this! It wasn't my fault though, I didn't do it! I had no part in this—this—whatever the hell it was!'
"Lieutenant?"
Her eyes widened when she heard the familiar voice call out her name, but even more shock appeared on her face when she realized where the voice was coming from.
In the middle of the room, among the drunk and over partied men, was Roy Mustang in all his glory.
He waved a bottle of liquor. "Hey! You missed the party! Edward grew an inch! We had to celebrate!"
Riza clenched her fists and seethed.
No, the trashed office wasn't the nightmare.
Roy Mustang with an excuse to party was.
A/N: The end. Finished. Okay, you can go away now. o.O
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