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Dripping

Ed watched with barely suppressed and close to maniacal glee as Colonel Mustang sauntered through the room and headed towards his private office with a lazy smirk. It was a smirk that would soon meet a wonderfully grizzly death.

Ed had left the bastard a special little surprise.

It didn't take long for Mustang to find it, or rather for it to find him based on the shriek that emanated from his office. (It was a noise Mustang would NEVER admit to having made).

"FULLMETAL!" A very angry and a very, very wet Mustang squelched out of his office glaring. He looked something like Ed imagined the indignant cats his brother tried to bathe did after finding themselves dumped unceremoniously into a tub and scrubbed thoroughly.

"Yes?" Ed asked, the picture of innocence, well, if you didn't count the obvious look of glee in his eyes.

"Why was there a bucket of water balanced on my door?" through gritted teeth Mustang asked. The vein in his forehead was popping out and his eye was ticking furiously.

Ed could hear the muffled snickers coming from Breda and Havoc's card playing corner. Fuery wore a face red from trying to hold in laughter and even Hawkeye had a particular twinkle in her eyes. Only Al gave off a feeling of vague horror at his brother and helpless apology.

"Because someone put it there. That's usually how things get places after all, except for keys and socks. I swear those things have legs." Ed nodded, trying desperately not to let out the laughter that was building in his chest.

Mustang glared daggers at him, hands clenched tight. He was staying beautifully calm considering his dripping and eye twitching state. "And just who put that bucket there?"

Ed studied the colonel, paying particular attention to the soaked through gloves on the man's hands. Playing with fire was what he was doing and this time Ed wasn't going to get burnt. He took his time amusing himself by watching the bulging vein and the ticking eye and the locked tight jaw and the growing puddle of water. Oh, he should have thought of this earlier because the look on Mustang's face was priceless!

"Well, that would have been me," he answered truthfully, in a disgustingly gleeful voice. The sound of teeth grating dominated the room.

Havoc spoke up, unable to resist a quick jab. "Colonel if you stand there too much longer you might flood the office."

A single glare from hell was enough to shut him up but not enough to stop the covert laughter bubbling around the room.

Advancing on Ed, Mustang forced another question out between clenched teeth.

"And why did you put the bucket there Fullmetal?"

"I was just helping you return to your natural state."

"Oh, do tell?"

"Useless."

Not even a glare from hell could stop the laughter this time.

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