Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Love Bet ❯ Elusive Desserts ( Chapter 2 )

Hey people sorry for not updating in like forever, but I have been under a huge pile of homework and just the pressure to do good on all of my tests and quizzes. Man you'd think it was Let's-give-the-students-test-and-quizzes-every-day month or something, I mean geez give it rest already…seriously.

 

 

 

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA…there I said are you happy now? *glares at big guys in suits and sunglasses* =they nod their heads= Damn you!

 

 

Chapter 3: Elusive Desserts

 

 

 

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“Edward Elric, you'd better be quiet!” shouted Winry, cutting him off, “But if we want Havoc to notice her, we're gonna need some help.”

 

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“Hmph! And who would that be?” asked the short angry blond.

 

 

 

“My pen pal from America. She's a model from here, but moved to the U.S. because it offered more opportunities than Japan,” she answered looking on in admiration.

 

 

 

“A model?! Wait…since when do you have a pen pal?” asked Ed.

 

 

 

“Yes she's a model…and she's been my pen pal for a while now, but that's not important,” she said rather testily, “Besides, she's the perfect person to give Scieszka a complete makeover!” she cried happily.

 

 

 

“Hmm…well since she is a model as you say, then it would seem that she is indeed the perfect candidate to give Scieszka a makeover,” said Hawkeye in a thoughtful tone.

 

 

 

“Well speaking of makeovers why don't you get one as well, Hawkeye,” suggested the dark haired commander. `And then that girl will hopefully put you in a miniskirt…yes a miniskirt' he thought deviously, but not betraying any of his feelings on the outside.

 

 

 

“Why that's a perfect idea Colonel! You could get a makeover along with Scieszka, Hawkeye,” said the overly happy mechanic.

 

 

 

 

“I don't think that is necessary,” said Hawkeye.

 

 

 

 

“No, but you could do with a new look. All I've ever seen you in is your uniform,” said the Colonel.

 

 

 

 

“I will not get a makeover and that is final,” she replied.

 

 

 

 

“Oh come on Hawkeye, I'll get makeover with you and Scieszka too, how's that,” Winry pleaded, “So, what do you say?”

 

 

 

 

“Fine,” she replied. `This is the only way to get them to stop bugging me then so be it. Besides this may be a good opportunity to show them all (especially Roy) that I too am a woman'

 

 

 

 

“Now that that's settled…how are you planning to get Scieszka to agree to this makeover?” asked Colonel Mustang. `Yes, finally she agreed, and I'll be damned if I don't see Riza in a skirt!'

 

 

 

 

“Um…well I hadn't really gotten that far yet…” said Winry rubbing the back of her head sheepishly. Everyone else fell anime-style at that comment.

 

 

 

 

“God Winry! Don't you ever think things through?” asked the FullMetal alchemist.

 

 

 

 

“What did you say?! How dare you tell me that! I don't see coming up with any brilliant ideas!” cried the angry mechanic.

 

 

 

 

 

“Winry, brother please stop fighting…I think I've got a good idea for getting Miss Scieszka to agree to the makeover…” said Alphonse.

 

 

 

 

“Oh yeah, well what is it?” asked the irritated blonde.

 

 

 

 

“Yes, what is your idea Alphonse?” asked the mechanic.

 

 

 

 

“Well, have you heard about the festival this Friday?” asked Al timidly.

 

 

 

 

 

“Yes I've heard of it, but what does that have to do with anything?” asked the temperamental mechanic.

 

 

 

 

“Well, first I have to know…when your pen pal is going to get here?” he asked.

 

 

 

 

“She's going to get here tomorrow, why?” replied Winry.

 

 

 

 

“Well then I was thinking…”

 

 

 

 

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“Um…H-havoc,” started Scieszka.

 

 

 

 

“Huh?” replied Havoc unintelligently.

 

 

 

 

“Um…would you like something to drink?”

 

 

 

 

“Uh…”

 

 

 

 

“Yes?”

 

 

 

 

“Something hot…”

 

 

 

 

“Hmmm….how about coffee?”

 

 

 

 

“Uh…”

 

 

 

 

“Tea?”

 

 

 

 

“Uh…”

 

 

 

 

“Oh I know! How about having some hot chocolate with some dessert?”

 

 

 

 

“Uh huh…”

 

 

 

 

“Alright then I'll go make some for us. What would you like to eat with it?”

 

 

 

 

“Um…”

 

 

 

 

“Well actually I was experimenting with a few different recipes this morning, so maybe you'd like one of those.”

 

 

 

 

“Uh huh…”

 

 

 

 

“Why don't you go sit down in the living room?” she suggested taking hold of his hand and leading him to the living room. “You can sit here while I got and prepare the hot cocoa,” she gesturing to the rather large black sofa, still not letting go of his hand.

 

 

 

 

“Uh…” he said looking down at their interlocked hands noticing that neither of them hadn't let go. Seeing that havoc wasn't looking at her but at something else she directed her attention to what he was looking at. When she saw what he was looking at she abruptly let go of his hand and turned away blushing madly.

 

 

 

 

“Sorry,” she mumbled looking away from him.

 

 

 

 

“It's…okay,” he replied taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger and turning her head so that she was looking at him. “It's okay,” he repeated more strongly this time, looking at her straight in the eyes.

 

 

 

 

“Uh-uh…um…I-I…I think I should really get started on that hot chocolate now…excuse me,” she said adverting her eyes from his and hurriedly going to the kitchen, but not without turning three different kinds of red.

 

 

 

 

`She's strange…' thought Havoc while sitting on the rather large couch. `Sooo tired…need to sleep,' he thought his eyelids getting heavy and his head becoming fuzzy. `Maybe I can lie down here…it seems long enough…' and so he lies down on the couch and finds that he just barley fit lying down on the large black couch. `It's pretty comfortable…' and with that last thought he drifted of into a light dreamless sleep. Back in the kitchen Scieszka busied herself with preparing the hot cocoa.

 

 

 

 

 

“What was that all about? I can't believe I got all flustered like that, but why didn't he let go of my hand? I wonder could it be that he…no, that couldn't be it…it was probably because he's so disoriented. But then, I wonder the look in his eyes just now…I've never seen anything like it…it gave me the goose bumps,” she said while getting the cocoa bar and a medium sized pan out of their respective cupboards. Then taking the pan and putting two and a half glasses full of milk and the cocoa bar in it, then putting the pan on the stove to heat.

 

 

 

 

“I should go check on the patient now I guess, he's been really quiet, I hope he's alright…” and with that she left to where she had left Havoc on the couch to rest. When she got there she was met with the sight of him on the couch sound asleep. “I guess he was really tired…I wonder what got him this way though.” `I should get back to the kitchen then…I don't want to disturb him. Quietly now…quietly' and so she made her way to the kitchen without further ceremony.

 

 

 

 

 

“I should get those pastries out now too…now the question is-where did I put them?” she asked herself. “Darn! Where in the seven hells did I put them?!” she cried angrily after she had practically taken her refrigerator apart. “Oh wait…I left them in the living room to cool in the morning so that they would be ready to eat by the time I got back home,” she said to herself, “and that means I made this mess for no reason!” she said bursting into tears. `Great now I have to clean this whole mess up, kami what a pain!' she thought angrily. Then a good half hour later she finished putting all of the food back into her fridge and the hot cocoa was ready as well; so she took the pan off of the fire and turned the stove of.

 

 

 

 

 

“Right now I have to get the desserts from the living room while trying to not wake Havoc up,” she said heading toward the living room once more. Upon getting there she scanned the room for the said pastries and found them to be at the very end of the farthest corner on the top of some book on a table. She sighed, “This isn't going to be easy seeing as it's a maze of books in here. Oh why, oh why did I have to put them all they over there,” she cried silently. She sighed again. `Well, here goes…' she thought as she made her way over to the elusive pastries. After she finally made it there in what seemed like forever to her, but it was really only five minutes, she said, “Finally, that took forever! Now that I've got them I have to go back without letting any of these fall to the ground, or worse…on one of my books!” and so she made her way through the maze of books to the other side. “Yes I made it! And without dropping any of these pastries! Woohoo for me!” she cried. Unfortunately for her, she wasn't looking where she was going and tripped on one of her books that ways lying about. `Oh no! I'm falling'

 

 

 

 

 

“Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!” she screamed as she felt herself falling. She closed her eyes tightly and prepared for the impact.

 

 

 

 

 

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A.N. `Kay that's it for now, hope you liked it! Again, I'm really, really, really, really, really, really, really, sorry for not updating in like forever.

 

 

 

Ja Ne!