Hey! This is my first story...or rather, interview.

P.S. Sorry Roy

Beta'd by Jedi Knight Cheeze

The dark figure stepped out of the shadows, letting her features be illuminated by the miniature lamp on the bare table. She had pale skin, and brown hair that fell to her shoulder in ringlets. Her lips were a light shade of pink. Her eyes had too much eye liner, but she didn't seem to care. Roy's eyes darted around the room desperately.

"Who are you? Where am I?" He asked the girl, then, after looking at his hands, added, "Where are my gloves?"

Her Jade eyes never left his, and she didn't say a word. He spoke again. "Why did you bring me here?"

This time her lips curled into a smile and she slowly leaned forward. "To interview you, silly." Her tone was bright and cheery, not what he was expecting at all. Now that she was closer he could see that freckles splashed across her rosy cheeks.

"Did have to drag me here?"

"Well, yeah. I asked you to do a interview with me like….a million times, but every time you said no. So, I had to resort to hiring these guys. They said they could get you here dead or alive."

"So you hired hit men to bring me here for an interview!"

"Yep, pretty much."

"Then what happened to my gloves?"

"Oh, those? The guys said they would take those off you for an extra five bucks. They said you might attack me when you woke up."

"Damn right I would attack you!"

"And I would have deserved it, blah blah blah. Let's just get started."


"Good!" the girl said, settling into a chair. "So what is your name?"

"Roy Mustang?"

"How old are you?"


"Wow. You're old," She said, grinning. "Hair color?"

"Stop asking me questions you know the answer to!"

"Ok, ok! Mister Bossy…Do you find chocolate milk awesome?"

"Sure, whatever."

"Interesting…Do you like dogs?"

"I love dogs!"

"…Uh huh…..Now tell me…do you support Royai…or RoyEd?"

"…Goodbye, Ms. Crazy."

"Wait ,Roy! I have one more REALLY important question! Just one more! Please?"


She cleared her throat. "Now Roy, answer this question honestly. Do you, Roy Mustang….look dead sexy in a miniskirt?"

"I'm leaving,"

"But Roy! You don't even know where you are!"

"Anywhere is better than here!"

"…Good Point."