Crack woke up and decided he wanted to go play in Plot’s sandbox. Plot said she didn’t care because she was a mess anyway and had to go get her hair and nails done. She put on her Versace T-shirt and Manolo Timbs, stuck that little annoying dog Grammatik in her purse, and trotted out the door.
So, Crack was playing in the sandbox for a while and decided that he was lonely. He pulled out his celly, shook the sand from it and called Smut. Asked Smut if she wanted to come and play with him. Smut asked her mommy, who was busy chasing the Roy! and Riza!muses, who got into mommy’s liquor cabinet last night, and were busy in Smut’s room playing her Lucacris CD and making the Havoc and Ed bobbleheads on Smut’s dresser do things that bobbleheads shouldn't do. Mommy waved distractedly, so Smut took that for a yes, grabbed her backpack of doom and ran out to the playground, where she found Crack busy leaving his Doc Marten footprints all over Plot’s neatly swept and organized sandbox.
With a cry of victory, Smut leapt to the top of a particular neat pile of sand, held up one hand and, shouted, “Cry, Havoc, and release the dogs of war!”
Then she blinked and looked around all guilty, because she was sure that wasn’t the way the quote was supposed to go and she didn’t want anyone to actually know that she wanted to lick all over Havoc and stuff....yet.
Series Title: Games Without Frontiers
Rating: Hi, this chapter is almost utterly NC17 (see above)
Main Characters: Riza Hawkeye, Roy Mustang
Synopsis: What people do on their own time is their own business, right? Especially when it involves a big bowl of steaming crack, a little black dress and a sling shot, a key and a cigarette, a cup and a saucer, a bandage and a towel, mind melting sex and a switch of points of view, your own personal secret agent and a puppy with a thong, a couple of errands and a sturdy wall, a lighter and loyal ally, a kitchen table and big cup of black coffee , sugar and spice, a secret talent and a lighter in the rain, a place to call home and a good book, a rousing debate and an even better reconciliation, a ninny from the secretarial pool and a sturdy bookshelf, a piece of parchment and a declaration from the heart...and I’m not explaining this one.
Author's Notes: Almost utterly AU. Non - con and all of that. My own little private timeline; my own private little world. Nothing else related to any episode of any kind, except the usage of the character(s) in question, though some events in some episodes will be used out of context as artistic license. Commentary is certainly welcome and tends to make me go “whee!”