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SO HAWKEYE AND I WERE TALKING AND WE CO-WROTE A MINI-DRABBLE
Goldilocks Gorgeous was a lovely girl, both inside and out. One day she met Fuhrer Mustang who was off to drop flowers by his subordinate and former beloved's grave, Riza Hawkeye.
"Good morning Fuhrer" Goldy said cheerfully. Roy turned towards the voice. It was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard, like a chorus of singing angels. He fell in love at first... sound.
She reached for his hand and squeezed it comfortingly. Roy could feel his heart stop for a second, her skin, too, was the softest he had ever touched.
"That's the wrong grave, Fuhrer."
END FIRST CHAPTER PLS R&R
Goldilocks Gorgeous was a lovely girl, both inside and out. One day she met Fuhrer Mustang who was off to drop flowers by his subordinate and former beloved's grave, Riza Hawkeye.
"Good morning Fuhrer" Goldy said cheerfully. Roy turned towards the voice. It was the most beautiful voice he had ever heard, like a chorus of singing angels. He fell in love at first... sound.
She reached for his hand and squeezed it comfortingly. Roy could feel his heart stop for a second, her skin, too, was the softest he had ever touched.
"That's the wrong grave, Fuhrer."
END FIRST CHAPTER PLS R&R