Hi everyone! Back at it again with another FMA fic- you guys were all so nice to me last time, so I decided to give it another go!

Enjoy!

The first time Roy Mustang got a late night call from Edward Elric, it was 12:07AM on a Tuesday and he was less than thrilled.

Roy hadn't actually fallen asleep yet, but regardless, the obnoxiously loud ringing of the telephone was enough to piss him off.

It's after midnight, Roy realized as he looked at the clock, who in the world is calling me at this hour?

It was only after the third ring that Roy finally built up the resolve to reach out from under his warm blanket, grab the telephone, and press it to his ear.

"Who is this?" Roy asked, his voice low and rough from the late hours of night.

"Mustang!" Exclaimed the voice on the other end, "I was wondering if we could push our meeting back a few days because-"

"Fullmetal is that you?" Roy questioned.

"Of course it's me you bastard," Edward rambled on, "now let me finish. I was-"

"Fullmetal are you aware that it's past midnight?"

There were a few moments of silence where Roy presumed Ed was checking his watch. Finally there came Ed's reply, "Damn, you're right, it is late," there was a pause, a loud sigh could be heard through the phone, "anyways will you postpone our meeting till Thursday or not?"

"Fine," Roy complied, "Why are you up this late anyways, Fullmetal?"

"I was just doing some research. Must've gotten carried away. Lost track of time."

Roy frowned when he heard the fatigue in the boy's voice, "Alright. I'll see you on Thursday. Now get some sleep or you'll never grow taller."

Roy hung up before he could hear his subordinate's yells of frustration.

The second time Roy got a late night call from Edward, it was 1:32AM on a Monday, and Roy was sleeping.

His arm fell out from under his bedsheets and thumped onto his bedside table, knocking a few papers to the floor as he fumbled around blindly for his phone. Roy pulled the phone under the covers with him and then nearly growled, "What is it?"

"Hey Mustang, it's Fullmetal," answered the voice on the other line.

"This better be important," Roy threatened.

"It is," Ed confirmed, "Maybe. It depends."

"Depends on what?" Roy groaned.

"Depends on what you consider important," Ed snapped back.

Roy sighed, rubbing his hands over his eyes, "Life-threatening situations are important. Emergencies are important."

Ed paused a moment before continuing, "Okay that's good, because I consider this to be an emergency."

Roy instantly turned on his bedside lamp, his mind flying into panic mode as he recalled all the emergencies Edward had been previously stuck in, "Why? What's wrong? Where are you?"

There was more silence on Edward's end of the line before he finally answered, "I'm at Hughes's house and he hasn't stopped showing me baby pictures for three hours and I swear-"

Roy hung up the phone and went back to sleep.

The third time Roy Mustang got a late night call from Edward Elric it was only 11:24PM on the following Thursday, and Roy was still awake looking over some files. When the phone started ringing he grudgingly placed the papers down, stood up from his couch, and slowly made his way over to his phone.

He picked up the phone on the fifth ring, "This is Colonel Mustang, who is this?"

"It's Edward," came the reply.

Roy groaned, "Fullmetal, I swear to god if this is another fake emergency-"

"Relax Colonel, it's not a fake emergency!" Edward whined through the phone, "it's more like a very real predicament."

Roy pulled a chair closer to where the phone was so he could sit down, sighing dramatically as he did so, "What kind of real predicament, Fullmetal?"

"Alphonse came home with another cat and he won't let me sleep until I find a home for it."

Roy took a sharp inhale before yelling, "Fullmetal stop calling me with these nonsense late-night conversations!" And then before he hung up, he added, "Call Fuery, he has a soft-spot for cats."

He then slammed his phone down onto the hook, and continued with his work.

The fourth time Edward called Roy late at night was the very next day at 12:30AM. This time, Roy waited until the sixth ring to pick up the, dreading whatever late night conversation could possibly be on the other end of the line.

"Roy Mustang, who is this?" He grumbled into the phone.

"Wait, Colonel? Shit, I was trying to call the Hotel to let Al know I was still out investigating," Ed's voice murmured through the phone, "My fingers must've dialed you on auto-pilot."

"You woke me up by accident?!" Roy shouted into the phone.

"Yeah," Ed confirmed, "Anyways I've got to tell Al I'll be out late," and he promptly hung up.

Leaving Roy lying in bed holding the telephone, once again wishing he had never given Edward his number in the first place.

Roy Mustang hung up the phone, rolled over, and tried to fall back into unconsciousness.

The fifth time Roy Mustang received a late night call from Edward Elric, it was only two hours after the fourth time. 2:37 AM. By the time Roy won the battle against sleep and picked up the phone, it had already rang seven times.

"This is Roy Mustang, who-" he didn't even get a chance to finish before the voice on the other end cut him off.

"Mustang! Thank god you picked up-" Edward sounded frantic, there was a certain edge to his voice that is usually absent.

Roy, however, didn't pick up on the frantic edge. The only thing Roy Mustang cared about was the fact that for a second time that night, he was pulled out of the blissful arms of sleep because Edward was calling him.

"Edward I swear to god as soon as I hang up this phone I'm changing my number so you will never be able to call me again," Roy stated plainly, articulating the words angrily to get his point across.

"No! Mustang I'm being serious this time-" Edward nearly yelled into the phone.

"Goodnight Fullmetal," Roy said.

Roy was about to pull the phone away from his ear when Edward's alarmed yell came through the line, "Colonel! No! Mustang, please don't hang up!"

Please? Thought Roy as he reconsidered listening to his subordinate, Fullmetal isn't usually one to plead.

"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't hang up right now," Roy demanded. His patience was wearing thin and he wanted nothing more than to hang up the phone and go back to sleep.

Until, of course, he heard the words the Edward shouted through the phone.

The words were sharp, to the point, and all came out in a breathless voice that Roy had never heard Edward use.

"Because if you hang up the phone they're going to slit my throat open."

Roy Mustang's heart skipped a few beats.

Oooh sorry folks but I'm gonna leave you hanging and end the chapter there :)

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