AN:Wow something not tragic or angsty! Don't know what made me do this, but here is a collection of Roy Mustang's happier moments.

Two mops of black hair were visible from the crack in the door. One belonged to a 7 year old boy and the other to a small mut he had found on his way home from school. Roy Mustang couldn’t help but smile, it really sounded like they were going to let him keep the puppy this time. The puppy barked, making Mr and Mrs Mustang look back at the door, that had quickly shut. Roy shushed the dog, worried that if he made too much noise they would say no...again. An hour later, he found himself jumping up and down in joy, the puppy was his. This had to be the best day of his life.