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AN: Happy Royai Day! I wasn't expecting to write this, but my mind kept bugging me... I only marked it under my Royai ideas because it is implied. So here's my Royai fluffy stuff. Enjoy!

Colonel Mustang's team was a family all on its own, however, it was always wondered when at least one of the members had a few children. Sure, they had their dates, but would they ever grow?

While Lieutenant Hawkeye took a day off, Falman took the opportunity to bring up the topic(since they weren't going to be threatened with bullets flying up their asses).

"Who do you think will be the first to start a family?" Falman said, implying that he wanted everyone to take part.

Breda swallowed whatever he was eating and said, "Not the colonel, that's for sure."

Havoc began chuckling, his cigarette shaking between his lips. Their commanding officer put down his journal where he kept his information about his dates.

The colonel raised an eyebrow, "What's so funny?"

"You as a father figure. Something tells me that you won't be able to withstand the smell of dirty diapers."

Fuery sensed that they were picking on Mustang and broke in, "I think the Colonel would make an excellent father."

Before Roy could thank him for the comment, Breda joined in with Havoc's snickering.

"That's if he decides to stay, which I doubt. He'd leave to Xing before a woman tells him the news," Breda said.

Havoc snorted. "Please! The day the chief becomes a dad is the day I quit smoking!"

Not a moment after his statement, the door to the office flew open. Hawkeye stood there, looking rather dazed and haunted instead of projecting her usual alertness. She didn't greet the men, but walked straight to their superior.

Roy leaned forward on his desk, sensing the tension within her, "Lieutenant, what's wrong? Shouldn't you be home resting? It wouldn't do any good by recovering at the office."

She spoke quietly, but the men behind her were still able to hear, "Yes sir, I know. Although, I went to see the doctor when it got worse…and well he…"

Colonel Mustang gripped the arms of his chair, becoming worried the more she stammered for words. "What?" he asked.

Hawkeye breathed out, "He said I'm pregnant."

All of the men stared at the two with hanging jaws. Roy paled and suddenly smirked to the men behind Riza. He walked past her and over to Havoc who's cigarette was threatening to fall from his mouth.

Still keeping his smirk, Mustang held out an ashtray. "Well, Second Lieutenant Havoc it looks like today's the day you quit smoking."

AN: Hope you liked it. When I wrote this ending, all I could think was 'BURN!' If you haven't read my other story feel free to go on my profile page and check it out "Royai: Last Order". Reviews/Favorites/Follows are appreciated:)