Fullmetal Alchemist (Reverse'verse) - Flashes of Euphoria [EdRian]

[scriveyner]

Title: Flashes of Euphoria
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Characters/Pairing: Ed/Rian
Rating: T
Length: 422
Summary: "Your two year old tried to kill me!"

“No,” Edward said emphatically. “Absolutely not. I - no, I don’t care, I won’t, he tried to take apart my favorite rolling chair the last time we watched him-” There was a long pause, and Edward took a deep breath. “How many more times do I have to SAY it?”

Rian Martin stood half in the doorway to Edward’s office, watching with some amusement as Edward grew more and more animated. He had come up from the filing room with a pile of old, rejected State Alchemist applications for a research project Bailey had started on and Edward’s tirade was audible from the hallway. It was only a matter of time, now. Rian looked over to Havoc and Cushler, who were both watching him intently, but not willing to risk life and limb (and a month of weekend rotations) to get up and check on the colonel themselves. “Two minutes,” Rian stage-whispered, and Havoc held up six fingers.

They were interrupted by Edward making a noise of sheer frustration. Rian looked up to see him wave his free hand about his head like his brother could see the action through the phone line. “YOUR TWO-YEAR-OLD TRIED TO KILL ME!” Edward shouted, before throwing the receiver back onto the hook.

“That’s some two-year-old,” Cushler muttered, as Havoc grudgingly tossed over the spoils to Rian.

Edward’s office phone began ringing again almost immediately. Rian ducked his head back in the room, in time to see Edward throw a handful of papers into the air in aggravation, and pointedly ignore the insistently-ringing telephone on his desk. “Uh oh, we’re in full tantrum mode,” Rian reported back. “He just killed the Maxwell file.”

“Oh, man,” Havoc groaned. “It took me all day yesterday to put that file together for him.” He looked at Rian imploringly. “Can’t you stop him somehow?”

“If you want to try, I’ll sit over here and watch,” Rian said.

The solid scrape of Captain Hawkeye’s chair made all three of them look to her desk. She gathered her files into her arm, and Rian wisely got out of her way as she strode purposefully in to Edward’s office. Rian, Havoc and Cushler all exchanged looks as abruptly, the telephone stopped ringing.