The Cold Part (AU RP)

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[flamel_hawk]

Heymans Breda and Jean Havoc trudged through the snow to where their former boss was stationed.

"Why are we here again?," Havoc whined.

"To settle a bet," Breda muttered as they climbed up the front step of the cabin, "But mostly for the boss-lady."

Havoc shivered and knocked at the door. "I'm gonna be pissed if we find a popsicle in there instead of the General."

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy groaned and didn't get up. "Go away!" He yelled, and rolled onto his side. "I don't want any, and it's too cold to get up."

[flamel_hawk]

The two men outside looked at each other and then back at the door. "Let us in!," they both yelled.

"I'm freezing my ass off, boss!," Havoc shouted.

"Our deaths are gonna be on your hands if you don't let us in already!," Breda added.

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy groaned again and sat up, throwing the covers back irritably. He stalked to the door and nearly ripped it off it's hinges and glowered at them. "I'm not your boss. What do you want?"

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy tore a hand through his hair and grumbled quietly to himself. "Alright, fine. Tell me the news, then."

[flamel_hawk]

The two men sat down in the chairs by the fire, eager to get warm again. "Well, Parliament elections are coming up again," Breda remarked absently.

"Fuery finally got a girlfriend," Havoc added, "You know that nerdy chick from the tribunal. Plain face, huge knockers."

Breda sighed a long suffering sigh. "Do you just know all the women at headquarters by their cup size or what?"

Havoc only shrugged and grinned sheepishly.

[no_girlsallowed]

"How nice for him." Roy said, and shook his head. A moment of silence passed, and finally, he had to ask, "What about Armstrong and Hawkeye?"

[flamel_hawk]

"Armstrong- well, Armstrong is Armstrong," Havoc said shrugging and turning to raise an eyebrow at Breda.

Breda took a deep breath before he spoke. "Well, the boss-lady is doing alright, except for the morning sickness."

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy turned his gaze back to them, glaring coldly at each man in turn. "So you came up here to find out if I'm the father, is that right?"

[flamel_hawk]

"Well, we figured that if you were, you'd want to know and all," Havoc replied.

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy turned away again, his hands balled into fists. "Well now that you've told me all the news, will you be staying long?"

[flamel_hawk]

"To be honest," Breda remarked, pointedly ignoring Roy, "Career woman that she is, I'm surprised she decided to keep it."

Havoc nodded his agreement. "The father must be someone special, then."

[no_girlsallowed]

"I thought it was an easy deduction to make."

[flamel_hawk]

Breda reached out and clapped Roy on the back. "Congrats on the impending fatherhood then," he said, reaching into his jacket to pull out a package of cigars.

[no_girlsallowed]

Roy suddenly found himself wishing he could court martial both men. He ran his hand over his face and sighed a long-suffering sigh.

[flamel_hawk]

Havoc greedily reached for a cigar as he pulled his lighter out of his coat pocket. "So, you gonna go back and make an honest woman out of Miss Hawkeye?," Havoc asked as he lit up the cigar.