Hey guys! This is my second chapter fic here in and it's still RoyAi! ;D R&R!

I don't own FMA or any of its characters. I do own the plot and OC's only.

First Lieutenant, Elizabeth "Riza" Hawkeye. Twenty-eight years old, graduated the Military academy in the sniper's unit at eighteen. She served in the civil war, with an aim of 99.9% accuracy. Good with almost any gun known to man, but prefers sniper rifles, hand guns and shot guns. Very organized, intelligent, efficient, stern, punctual-if not early, in short, the perfect soldier and is applying to be your baby sitter.

Roy Mustang ran through her application form again. He looked at her picture then at herself description one more time. He sighed then put the application down. A man with black hair and green eyes came in from the double doors of his office.

"Yo, Roy!" His voice boomed over the whole office.

"What is it, Hughes?" Roy asked plainly.

"Did you—wow! You have a Lieutenant applying for your baby sitter now?" Maes picked up the application form and scanned through it. He whistled at her picture. "She's beautiful. Are you sure she's in the military?"

Roy shrugged. "I need a baby sitter… or a nanny. Not a soldier."

Maes laughed then put the paper back down. "Maybe she wants to be their body guard?"

"I don't want to expose my children to guns… that much…"

"That's ironic. You're the biggest ammunition and weapons distributor in the world!" Hughes laughed. Roy glared at him, telling him to drop it. Maes felt uneasy and changed the subject."So… did you get a baby sitter for them now?" He grinned then looked at the stack of application forms next to his buddy. "Because by the looks of these applicants… (The girls looked like sluts, not baby sitters, actually.) "They'll be doing more than taking care of your kids." He laughed. "Though, really Roy, they don't need a baby sitter. What they need… is a mother." He whispered the last sentence.

Roy ran a white gloved hand through his raven hair. "When will you stop bothering me with this whole wife business?" He sighed. "I already got married, had kids, and now you want me to get a new one?" Roy sounded exasperated.

"I'm not telling you to replace Rachelle," Maes sighed.

"They don't need one." Roy said. "Besides, they are very attached to me." He looked at his best friend straight in the eye. "If I hire a baby sitter, they might end up loving her more than me!" Roy was appalled by the idea and obviously didn't want to lose his kids to a stranger.

"You aren't going to lose your kids!" Maes laughed at his friend's fear. "They love you, man! They could never love a baby sitter more than you." He guffawed.

Just then, a little boy at the age of seven with sandy blond hair and gold eyes ran up to Roy. "Daddy!" He cheered then jumped up Roy's lap. Behind him followed a more serious looking boy. He was eight years old and unlike the younger boy, he had golden locks, but the same gold eyes.

"Hey there, sport!" Roy carried his youngest son and hugged him tightly. He looked down at his older son and ruffled his hair. "How're you doing, Ed?" He grinned.

"Hi, dad." Edward stubbornly looked over to the side, but he was then picked up by his uncle.

"Why so serious, Ed?" Maes carried him in one arm by the waist, making his legs and arms dangle. The proud uncle ruffled his hair and tickled him, making Ed lose his serious face.

In came a teenage girl. Unlike Roy's two other sons, she really resembled her father. She had straight raven hair that fell right above her shoulders, full bangs and dark colored eyes. She also had a pale complexion and his lips. She wore a canary yellow trench dress with matching flats.

"There's my princess," Roy grinned. In return, his daughter smiled and gave her uncle a kiss in the cheek before going over to him.

"Hey, Uncle Maes." She smiled.

"Hello, Micha. You're so grown up now!" Maes' voice boomed. "I remember when you were swimming in the pool in your under wear!" He said dreamily with tears coming down his eyes.

"… Thanks?" Micha said half unsure, and half scared. She was almost never embarrassed by what her uncle said. She knew he meant well and what else could she do? She was a little kid and stupid. Micha was pretty sure her uncle did that too, anyway.

"Don't I get a kiss?" Roy asked, playfully. Alphonse laughed in his arms while Edward rolled his eyes and hid a smile.

Micha ruffled her brother's hair in Maes' arms before coming over to give her dad a kiss on the cheek and took Alphonse from his arms and into hers. "Hey, dad, did you know Edward…"

Edward's golden eyes grew in fear of what his sister was going to say. Maes leaned in curiously while

"…Got another perfect score in math and science today?" Micha finished her sentence.

"Really now?" Roy grinned. "Then that calls for a reward!" He said happily. Edward sighed a sigh of relief then looked at Micha thankfully. In return, his sister smiled and winked at the little boy.

"Really Daddy? What're we going to do?" Alphonse's face lit up so much. He was such a sweetie.

Maes let Ed down and walked towards the rest of the family. Roy crouched down so that he was in Ed's height.

"How about we have dinner at some place special today?" Roy looked at Edward's sharp eyes. "Would you like that, Ed?" He asked.

"I guess its ok…" Ed looked over to the side once more, still keeping his stubborn expression. "But only if the rest of you want to. A perfect score is really no big deal…" He mumbled.

Roy grinned at his son's considerateness, responsibility and selflessness. He placed a gloved hand over the young boy's golden locks. "Where do you want to eat then?" He asked. Ed looked like he was deep in thought. "Hey, Ed, can I ask you something?" Roy whispered.

"What?" Edward would never admit it, but he was truly curious and loved being in on secrets.

"Can your uncle Maes and his family come along?" Roy whispered playfully. The thought of having his uncle and his two lovely daughters join them for dinner. Especially Maes' eldest daughter, Winry.

Edward blushed then slowly nodded his head. Micha, Roy and Maes laughed at how cute Edward looked.

"Hey, Uncle Maes…" Micha started smugly.

"Yes, my dear, what is it?" Maes already knew what his goddaughter was thinking of.

"Can Winry sleepover tonight?" Micha smiled ever so smugly at her younger brother. "Since today's the start of summer, and I don't have anything planned for tomorrow, I'd love her to come over and have a play date with Ed and Al. Elicia can come too, if you'll actually allow her." Micha laughed.

"No!" Maes cried with tears streaming down. "My little angel's going to miss her papa too much if she stays!"

"It's just one night, Maes. Get over it." Roy rolled his eyes. Sometimes I think he belongs in the mental ward rather than in my strategist's office. He thought.

Maes started to cry more. It would be embarrassing for any other grown man to act like this… except for Hughes of course… these things happen on a daily basis. "But… one cold, long, harsh, lonely—"

"Ok, I get it!" Roy snapped.

The three kids laughed. "Come on, guys." Micha grabbed Ed's hand, placed Al down and held on to his, and then the three of them started to walk out of the room. "We'll be going home now, dad." Micha looked back and smiled.

Alphonse looked like he was about to cry. He sniffed then waved, "Bye daddy." The tears started to well up in his eyes. Edward nodded once at his father and his uncle. Alphonse let go of his sister's hand and ran back to his father and started to cry. A seven year old with separation anxiety can only take so much.

Roy bent down and caught his youngest child in his arms into a tight embrace. "I'll be home by four, don't cry, sport." He rubbed his son's back to ease him from crying. "When I get home," Roy pulled away slightly and smiled the boy's face was filled with tears and some mucus started to show. Roy pulled out his silk handkerchief and whipped his face. "I'll read you a story while you sip milk in the lounge, ok?"

Alphonse sniffed the falling mucus back into its cave and held back the tears. "I get to pick the book?" His voice was muffled by the tears.

"Any book," Roy kissed his forehead then hugged him again. After a while, he pulled out of the hug, turned him around and slapped his butt to get going. Micha chuckled and took a hold of her brother's hand.

"Bye, dad!" Micha called.

"Bye!" Roy called. He heard his sons shout their good byes at the hall.

There was a moment of comfortable silence in the office.

"You know… I never knew you'd be this kind of a father when we were still studying." Maes said, breaking the ice.

"Yeah, I never did either." Roy laughed then sat back down on his desk.

"I mean," Hughes sat down on the chair near Mustang's table and relaxed himself. "When we were at high school and college, it was all about the girls." Hughes grinned.

"Yeah, all about the girls." Mustang repeated then smirked.

One of Roy's personal assistants knocked at the door then came in. She had black boy cut hair and a mole under her left eye. "Excuse me, sirs," she started.

"Yes, what is it, Maria?" Roy asked.

"Yo." Maes greeted.

"Mister Mustang, you have a meeting with the board in five minutes." Maria said.

"Ah, well, I'll be going then, Roy." Maes was half way out the door when Roy said,

"Hughes, you're part of the board, genius." Roy said plainly.

He had his air dangling in air before he laughed at himself. "Oh, right."