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One Big Military Family ch25
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Chapter 25- Babysitting Little Flame
Havoc stared silently at the child sitting on his couch wearily. Mustang owed him big for this little "mission" he has just been issued. Outside it was raining and it was only a few moments ago that his commanding officer had come banging on his subordinate's apartment door. Upon answering, the blonde smoker had a grinning three year old and an over night bag full of junk shoved at him all at once as Mustang declared he and Riza needed some alone time and thanks for watching the kid. "Havoc-oji…" Havoc looked at the child who was staring back up at him with innocent amber eyes.
"What Lee?" he asked with a sigh. Lee smiled brightly at the older man.
"Do you have ice cream?" he asked. Havoc stared at the boy silently. He was a solider, not a babysitter. What the hell was Mustang thinking, dropping the brat off on him! He sighed and shook his head.
"No I don't have any ice cream." he answered and looked over at the bag that he had tossed to the side at the same time he and dropped Lee on the couch in irritation and disbelief. "Why don't you look in that bag and see what your old man left you." he suggested with a careless wave over his shoulder as he made his way to the kitchen. Lee could be heard shuffling through something and shook his head. The twerp should be able to keep himself distracted long enough.
Sighing yet again, Havoc took out the cigarette that was behind his hear and put it in the usual place between his lips. "Kid, I'm gonna take a quick smoke. Don't move." he called. He waited for a response and frowned from where he stood in the kitchen, looking for his lighter. "Kid, what're you… where's my damn lighter!" he growled and walked into the living room where Lee sat on the floor, his toys and clothing, as well as some wrapped up snacks scattered around the room and holding onto Havoc's lighter with great interest. The interest that only a pyro-three year old in the making could have.
"Look at what I found, Havoc-oji!" he chimed brightly, having a tight grasp on the new item of his affection while the man looked at him desperately. "its pretty." he said, a wide smile on his face. Havoc coughed.
"Lee… you should really not be holding on to that." he said cautiously as the child tried to figure out how the device worked.
"Why come?" The boy asked, looking at Havoc while continuing what he was doing, allowing the lighter to repeatedly click and cause a spark.
"Lee…"
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Breda blinked in confusion when he opened the door and saw Havoc standing there with Lee under one arm and holding a bag with items falling from it in one hand. He shoved the bag into the confused man's arms. "Havoc what the hell?" Havoc stomped past him and allowed Lee to fall directly from his arms onto Breda's couch, causing the boy to roll backwards. "Hey!"
"I'm not watching this kid! He's a baby pyro!" he declared. Lee looked at Havoc innocently as he sat cross legged on the soft couch, bouncing slightly. Breda looked over at the child and then his best friend.
"I can't watch the brat." he informed. Havoc frowned.
"What do you mean? What the fu-" The man stopped when he remembered Lee was watching and listening intently. "Why can't you take him for one night?"
"I have plans tonight… I'm going out." There was a long silence and looking at his friend with a dull expression, Havoc raised an eyebrow.
"No really, why can't you take the kid for a night?" Breda glared at his friend and pulled a picture out of his front of his shirt, showing it to his friend.
"I've got a date tonight. A girl from back home is coming down here to visit and she called me." he informed, a since a pride being heard in his voice. Havoc looked between his long time friend and the picture in shock. So this really wasn't a joke. Breda nodded his head knowingly as he put the photo away. "Exactly. So you're going to have to take little ruin anything in his path somewhere else."
"Who the hell do you know that will take care this little…" he stopped and looked around in confusion when he realized Lee was no longer sitting on the couch.
"You lost the kid!" The men both screamed at each other. Shooting quick glares, they began scrambling around the room in search for the child.
"I can't believe this kid…" Breda trailed off when he reached the kitchen and saw Lee, standing on the counter, making an attempt to get some food out of the cabinets.
"Cookies…" Havoc was quick to move when the child began swaying as he stood tip toed trying to get the prize, and grabbed hold of him. Lee blinked and looked up at Havoc, a wide smile crossing his chubby face. "Havoc-oji, I want some cookies." he said. Havoc sighed and when he turned around and saw Breda glaring at him.
"Energetic little bugger isn't he…"
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Fuery yelped when he opened the front door and Lee was shoved into his arms and a bag full of junk was tossed past him. "Havoc?" He watched as his companion rambled on at him about how he had some business to tend to and someone needed to watch after Lee for Roy and Riza and, before the younger solider knew it, Havoc was gone and he was left alone with a curious, hyper active three year old. "Oh no…" Lee looked up at him and smiled cheerfully.
"Do you have cookies Uncle Kain?" he asked. The soilder sighed and shook his head.
"Actually I do... but you can only get some if you behave." he offered as he closed his apartment door and placed the child securly on the ground. Lee looked up at Fuery and nodded his head in understanding.
"I be good." he chimed brightly and Fuery smiled cheerfully down at him.
"Good... Then I suppose you can put on you night clothes and I could... feed you or something." he suggested, scratching his head cluelessly. Lee's eyes lit up and he nodded, digging through the bag that his parents had clearly packed for him and pulling out some clothes before bouncing off to change. As soon as he was out of sight, Fuery took the moment to rush to the kitchen to find something that a little kid would want to eat. He allowed his shoulders to sag in defeat. "I don't have anything in here a little kid could possibly want to eat." he muttered.
"Uncle kain, i'm done!" Fuery glanced over his shoulder and let out a laugh as he looked over at the three year old who was wearing shorts and a clearly over sized t-shirt. In his hands he held up what looked like a can of food. "Mommy packeded me my favorite soups for you to feed me." he added brightly. The man let out a sigh of relief as Lee came over and handed the cans over.
"Well this makes things so much simplier... Why don't you go play or something until I finish this, Lee?" he suggested as the little boy stood by the stove, watching curiously. Lee nodded and walked obediently out of the kitchen, more than likely to play with his packed away toys. While Fuery worked on Lee's pasta, he couldn't help but wonder why the boy was so silent. Maybe he had worn himself out enough when he was with Havoc... Deciding that this was a far better assumption than the idea that the boy had somehow gotten out of the apartment and was now terrorizing the neighbors, Fuery walked into his small living room holding a bowl of food for the boy. "Lee, your food is ready... Lee?" Almost instantly he began panicking and placed the bowl down quickly, rushing around. He had managed to lose the boy within only less than ten minutes! And how many different places could the kid possibly... "NO!" Lee looked up from where he was, sitting outside the bathroom, by a puddle of water no less, while wet tissue was everywhere, as well as soap as the boy sat on the floor holding a bottle of shampoo in one hand and a bar of soap in the other.
"I'm cleaning Uncle Kain."
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Ed let out a sigh as he walked up the stairs to Fuery's apartment, hands shoved in his coat pocket as he yawned tiredly. The fact that the man had called him so suddenly, and during dinner at that, did not exactly put him in the best of moods, but who was he to complain? He only lived in the neighboring building, so it wasn't that much or a travel. Stopping outside ther boor, he had only given two knocks before the door flew open and the soilder looked at the alchemist with a sense of relief and happiness. "Thank goodness you're here!" He said and just as Ed opened his mouth, Lee was shoved into his arms.
"What the..."
"He's already eaten and I don't know if he has any spare clothes because I've already had to change his clothes twice." Fuery called as he rushed inside and came back with a bag, which he held out to a very shocked and confused Edward. "Thanks so much for taking the kid off my hands, Edward. I'll make sure that Mustang knows how much of a great help you are." He informed gratefully and the door closed. Ed blinked and looked down at Lee, who stared back at him as if he was just as clueless. The blonde sighed and shook his head.
"I don't think I want to know what you did tonight, kid."
Havoc stared silently at the child sitting on his couch wearily. Mustang owed him big for this little "mission" he has just been issued. Outside it was raining and it was only a few moments ago that his commanding officer had come banging on his subordinate's apartment door. Upon answering, the blonde smoker had a grinning three year old and an over night bag full of junk shoved at him all at once as Mustang declared he and Riza needed some alone time and thanks for watching the kid. "Havoc-oji…" Havoc looked at the child who was staring back up at him with innocent amber eyes.
"What Lee?" he asked with a sigh. Lee smiled brightly at the older man.
"Do you have ice cream?" he asked. Havoc stared at the boy silently. He was a solider, not a babysitter. What the hell was Mustang thinking, dropping the brat off on him! He sighed and shook his head.
"No I don't have any ice cream." he answered and looked over at the bag that he had tossed to the side at the same time he and dropped Lee on the couch in irritation and disbelief. "Why don't you look in that bag and see what your old man left you." he suggested with a careless wave over his shoulder as he made his way to the kitchen. Lee could be heard shuffling through something and shook his head. The twerp should be able to keep himself distracted long enough.
Sighing yet again, Havoc took out the cigarette that was behind his hear and put it in the usual place between his lips. "Kid, I'm gonna take a quick smoke. Don't move." he called. He waited for a response and frowned from where he stood in the kitchen, looking for his lighter. "Kid, what're you… where's my damn lighter!" he growled and walked into the living room where Lee sat on the floor, his toys and clothing, as well as some wrapped up snacks scattered around the room and holding onto Havoc's lighter with great interest. The interest that only a pyro-three year old in the making could have.
"Look at what I found, Havoc-oji!" he chimed brightly, having a tight grasp on the new item of his affection while the man looked at him desperately. "its pretty." he said, a wide smile on his face. Havoc coughed.
"Lee… you should really not be holding on to that." he said cautiously as the child tried to figure out how the device worked.
"Why come?" The boy asked, looking at Havoc while continuing what he was doing, allowing the lighter to repeatedly click and cause a spark.
"Lee…"
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Breda blinked in confusion when he opened the door and saw Havoc standing there with Lee under one arm and holding a bag with items falling from it in one hand. He shoved the bag into the confused man's arms. "Havoc what the hell?" Havoc stomped past him and allowed Lee to fall directly from his arms onto Breda's couch, causing the boy to roll backwards. "Hey!"
"I'm not watching this kid! He's a baby pyro!" he declared. Lee looked at Havoc innocently as he sat cross legged on the soft couch, bouncing slightly. Breda looked over at the child and then his best friend.
"I can't watch the brat." he informed. Havoc frowned.
"What do you mean? What the fu-" The man stopped when he remembered Lee was watching and listening intently. "Why can't you take him for one night?"
"I have plans tonight… I'm going out." There was a long silence and looking at his friend with a dull expression, Havoc raised an eyebrow.
"No really, why can't you take the kid for a night?" Breda glared at his friend and pulled a picture out of his front of his shirt, showing it to his friend.
"I've got a date tonight. A girl from back home is coming down here to visit and she called me." he informed, a since a pride being heard in his voice. Havoc looked between his long time friend and the picture in shock. So this really wasn't a joke. Breda nodded his head knowingly as he put the photo away. "Exactly. So you're going to have to take little ruin anything in his path somewhere else."
"Who the hell do you know that will take care this little…" he stopped and looked around in confusion when he realized Lee was no longer sitting on the couch.
"You lost the kid!" The men both screamed at each other. Shooting quick glares, they began scrambling around the room in search for the child.
"I can't believe this kid…" Breda trailed off when he reached the kitchen and saw Lee, standing on the counter, making an attempt to get some food out of the cabinets.
"Cookies…" Havoc was quick to move when the child began swaying as he stood tip toed trying to get the prize, and grabbed hold of him. Lee blinked and looked up at Havoc, a wide smile crossing his chubby face. "Havoc-oji, I want some cookies." he said. Havoc sighed and when he turned around and saw Breda glaring at him.
"Energetic little bugger isn't he…"
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Fuery yelped when he opened the front door and Lee was shoved into his arms and a bag full of junk was tossed past him. "Havoc?" He watched as his companion rambled on at him about how he had some business to tend to and someone needed to watch after Lee for Roy and Riza and, before the younger solider knew it, Havoc was gone and he was left alone with a curious, hyper active three year old. "Oh no…" Lee looked up at him and smiled cheerfully.
"Do you have cookies Uncle Kain?" he asked. The soilder sighed and shook his head.
"Actually I do... but you can only get some if you behave." he offered as he closed his apartment door and placed the child securly on the ground. Lee looked up at Fuery and nodded his head in understanding.
"I be good." he chimed brightly and Fuery smiled cheerfully down at him.
"Good... Then I suppose you can put on you night clothes and I could... feed you or something." he suggested, scratching his head cluelessly. Lee's eyes lit up and he nodded, digging through the bag that his parents had clearly packed for him and pulling out some clothes before bouncing off to change. As soon as he was out of sight, Fuery took the moment to rush to the kitchen to find something that a little kid would want to eat. He allowed his shoulders to sag in defeat. "I don't have anything in here a little kid could possibly want to eat." he muttered.
"Uncle kain, i'm done!" Fuery glanced over his shoulder and let out a laugh as he looked over at the three year old who was wearing shorts and a clearly over sized t-shirt. In his hands he held up what looked like a can of food. "Mommy packeded me my favorite soups for you to feed me." he added brightly. The man let out a sigh of relief as Lee came over and handed the cans over.
"Well this makes things so much simplier... Why don't you go play or something until I finish this, Lee?" he suggested as the little boy stood by the stove, watching curiously. Lee nodded and walked obediently out of the kitchen, more than likely to play with his packed away toys. While Fuery worked on Lee's pasta, he couldn't help but wonder why the boy was so silent. Maybe he had worn himself out enough when he was with Havoc... Deciding that this was a far better assumption than the idea that the boy had somehow gotten out of the apartment and was now terrorizing the neighbors, Fuery walked into his small living room holding a bowl of food for the boy. "Lee, your food is ready... Lee?" Almost instantly he began panicking and placed the bowl down quickly, rushing around. He had managed to lose the boy within only less than ten minutes! And how many different places could the kid possibly... "NO!" Lee looked up from where he was, sitting outside the bathroom, by a puddle of water no less, while wet tissue was everywhere, as well as soap as the boy sat on the floor holding a bottle of shampoo in one hand and a bar of soap in the other.
"I'm cleaning Uncle Kain."
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Ed let out a sigh as he walked up the stairs to Fuery's apartment, hands shoved in his coat pocket as he yawned tiredly. The fact that the man had called him so suddenly, and during dinner at that, did not exactly put him in the best of moods, but who was he to complain? He only lived in the neighboring building, so it wasn't that much or a travel. Stopping outside ther boor, he had only given two knocks before the door flew open and the soilder looked at the alchemist with a sense of relief and happiness. "Thank goodness you're here!" He said and just as Ed opened his mouth, Lee was shoved into his arms.
"What the..."
"He's already eaten and I don't know if he has any spare clothes because I've already had to change his clothes twice." Fuery called as he rushed inside and came back with a bag, which he held out to a very shocked and confused Edward. "Thanks so much for taking the kid off my hands, Edward. I'll make sure that Mustang knows how much of a great help you are." He informed gratefully and the door closed. Ed blinked and looked down at Lee, who stared back at him as if he was just as clueless. The blonde sighed and shook his head.
"I don't think I want to know what you did tonight, kid."
