Okay. Soooo… it's been a while, hasn't it? Based upon a nice review, I've decided to end this drabble series. Yes, I know; tragic. But I figured if I want to do drabbles, I can do another series. How many is this one anyway, like 85? And one shots will become their own stories. Super fun. So here's the last installment of this series… SUNSETS.

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"Bastard. You know I hate gushy stuff. Why do we have to talk about this?"

"What color is the sky, Edward?"

"You first."

"Orange."

"Really? I'd say more of a… I don't know… tangerine color."

"Tangerines are orange."

"But it's more specific."

"Bastard." Ed put his head on the other man's shoulder. Mustang smiled and lifted his arm and put it around the little alchemist. He sighed.

"You know, we should really go back to the party."

"Screw the party." Ed said with a small yawn. "I don't wanna sit in there with all those pricks and have to be all fancy. 'Why yes sir, I did enjoy the horse race today. Jolly good show, old sport.' No thank you."

Roy laughed. "What kind of accent was that? Besides," he pulled the blonde closer. "If we spend all night outside, you'll be too tired to spend the night inside."

Ed blushed. "British, Pervert. Anyway, I'd much rather be out here." He shivered a bit and scooted his body closer to Roy's.

"Out here in the cold?" the older asked. "Honestly Edward, if we sit out here for very much longer you're going to catch a cold. Do you remember the last time you had a cold?"

The blonde lifted his head and looked Roy in the eyes. "Yes I do. You took three days off work and spent them in bed with me, getting me soup, rubbing my back… it was quite enjoyable, actually." He smiled and looked forward. "Besides, isn't this worth it? It's so beautiful."

"Yeah," Roy agreed, looking at the excited alchemist. "It is."

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End. Ahh it was sooo short! im sorry!!

yeah it got cheesy, but sometimes things happen to get that way in drabbles. Peace, yo!