Roymantic soulShe was sleeping so calmly…Roymantic soul
It was a rare view, she asleep at work. So very rarer than her superior, Roy Mustang, sleeping at his desk. Now he was crouching at her desk, watching her calm, sleeping face. He knew this face by heart. Several hair tufts fell down on her face. She looked so sweet, defenseless and delicate that Roy knew it couldn’t be true. However, he couldn’t help watching this face, face of woman he loved. He studied lines of her face, every shadow, the soft light caressing her cheek… she looked so innocent, so cute, so much younger than she actually was, so much calmer than he’d ever seen
Trick or treat?-Riza! Could you help me with this pump… ouch! – Roy screamed with pain and sucked his cut finger. Riza sighed and shot holes in the pumpkin Roy tried to make a lantern of. -Is this good? – she asked their five-year-old daughter, Cathy. -Yup! You’re best, Mommy! Not useless like Daddy! – Cathy shrieked with joy. -CATHY! – both adults shouted. Cathy didn’t seem to care about this; she grabbed the pumpkin with both hands, singing with joy. -Cathy, don’t call Daddy useless! Never ever, right? Or else I’ll use this another way… - Riza warned, pointing at her gun. Cathy shruTrick or treat?
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Never go to bed angry, stay up and plot your revenge
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living to fight
trained to kill
born to die
but never will
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Babies suck!
Love whispers, hate yells...
Royai club
Have you ever noticed that fate rhymes with hate and destiny with mutiny?
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My mommy calls me her 'Sunshine'. <3
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