Phone Messages
/Random Note: What? I'm back?! Yep.
Roy: "Ah, nothing like a long break to relax the mind. I'm telling you, Hawkeye, a little time away from the big guy never hurt anyone."
Hawkeye: "That's what she said…"
Roy: "…Excuse me?!"
Answering Machine: "First message" (beep): Waaa! Waaa! Baby Pharaoh wants milk! Somebody fetch me a nipple! (beep)
Roy: "I don't remember having kids…"
Hawkeye: "Of course you don't, sir."
Roy: "What's that suppose to mean?"
Answering Machine: "Next message" (beep): Hello, this is Doctor Jacobs calling from the Shambala Rehabilitation Center. I'm calling to inform you that we may have an escapee from our alcohol abuse wing that belongs to your organization, a Mr. Kain Feury? It is important that you call me back as soon as possible. Thanks, have a terrific day! (beep)
Roy: "…terrific day MY ASS!"
Answering Machine: "Next message" (beep): Believe it! (beep)
Roy: "I need to stop making friends from other TV shows…"
Hawkeye: "But you don't have any friends, sir."
Roy: "True."
Answering Machine: "Next message" (beep): Hi, I'm calling from the Laundromat down the street. You left a pair of socks in the dryer and uh, it looks like they shrunk a little bit-(beep)
Roy: "I don't remember missing a pair of socks. Wait, didn't…? Oh fu-"
Answering Machine: "Next message" (beep): Hello there, Roy Mustang. This is She. I heard about your little joke earlier. You know, the one where I supposedly said something? You know, Mr. Mustang, I don't appreciate people accusing me of saying such things. I hate it when things like that are put in my mouth…
Roy: "…that's what she said…"
End pt. 11
So it's been a while and I decided to make another one. It may not be up to par with the rest since I've been gone for so long. Thank you for your unending support for this fanfic. Unfortunately, I never did get around to making that Christmas special but hey, July 4th is up for grabs and by golly I'm going to make the best of it!