Just a cute little one shot. I got this idea when I went out to lunch one day with my mom. She took me to a liquor store deli. Mm, mmm, good? Well…

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"NO DAMMIT!" Ed was getting louder and louder. "I don't want pickles! They're just marinated cucumbers! That is soooo gross. Sitting in a jar, in juice, in heat? What the Hell is up with that?" Roy sighed. This is what he got for trying to get the teen to eat a nice sandwich.

"Come on, Ed" Roy mused. "Just say it nicely and let's go. Hawkeye will kill us both if we're late. Again." Ed turned around. His hair was in his cute little braid, and he had his signature smile on. "Aww, come on, Roy," whined the little alchemist. "All I did was say no pickles." Ed's smile got even bigger (if possible) as the colonel started walking towards him.

"Okay, Ed," Roy said sternly. "If you're going to be like that," Roy smiled and leaned down.

"AHHH!" Ed practically giggled as Roy picked him off the ground.

"If you're going to be like that, you shouldn't mind everyone in Central watching as I carry you and your sub into the office"

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Once about a block from the Togo's, deli, Subway, (eat fresh!), whatever, Ed decided he wanted to have some fun.

"ROY!" Ed shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Dammit, full metal! I'm right here you know. Yeah, the thing holding you. And don't talk with your mouth full. It's not polite." Ed stuck his tongue out at the older man and swallowed.

"I wanna go the park!" Roy raised an eyebrow. "Pleeeeaaaassseeee, Roy? PLEASE?" Roy sighed. He would never get to his office today. He also hated when the boy asked like that. With those big, golden eyes, and that adorable little smile…

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A/N

Ok. I have decided to make this a big honkin' series of nonsence! That, and I'm too lazy to say what happens at the park. Review and get hugs!