Dawgs of the Military

Old Work

     Maice slipped on her plaid shirt after she woke up, and started to head out. She was almost out the door before someone stopped her. "Hey! Are you Maice Andrews?" The man asked. "No, I'm the cheese lady. What do you want? And hurry up I'm busy." Maice replied, trying to leave. "I'm Denny Brosh, Colonel Mustang ordered me to watch you. " Maice stared at him, a little angered by Roy's decision. "Will you help me with something, Denny?" Maice smirked. "Of course, what is it?" Denny asked. "Okay, go tell Edward I'm going to work. I'll wait right here for you to come back. He can come if he wants, oh, ask Roy as well." She said, grinning. "Um... Okay, I'll be right back!" Denny shouted, running down the hall. "Idiot." Maice mumbled, running out the door.
     "Who knew my old work place would be right next to the military!" Maice thought, remembering the train rides back and forth. She stepped in the building, taking a deep breath in. All the sudden the room got really quiet. "Why is no one partying? This is Andrews Fifth Generation, Bar and Grille, is it not?" Maice said eyeballing everyone. A tall teenager with slim legs pushed through the crowd, trying to get a better look. "Well I'll be damned. Maice?" He wondered. "That's my name, Maice Enelley Andrews. How are you, Yen?" Maice said with a smile. "Your back!" He shouted joyfully. The others joined in, and turn the music up, as Yen placed her on his shoulder, cheering. Maice laughed as she remembered the epic parties her dad threw. This was just like it. A bulky, well built man walked over to them, smiling. "Bull! I haven't seen you in ages! How you doing?" She said, her smile getting wider. Yen set her down to talk, but kept partying. "Everything just got a whole lot better with you here, Maice." Maice giggled then said, "Oh, knock it off, I'm sure everything was fine with you in charge." She said still dancing. "I guess, business was a little down, not to severe though." He said, they took a seat at a table to talk. Yen sat with them as well. "That's good. Anyone new?" Maice asked, grabbing herself a beer. "Well, actually, three new people." Bull said. "My wife, and two boys." He said, proudly. "Aww, that's great Bull, what are their names?" She asked, happy. "Leroy and Willard." He said. "Those are great names! How bought' you, Yen? Anything new?" Maice asked. "Well, Fran owes me five dollars!" He exclaimed. "What, why?" She wondered. "She bet you were never coming back." He said. "Great, that's nice." Maice said with a sigh. "Enough of that, back to the party!" Maice exclaimed. This time, Bull put her on his shoulder, and they were back to dancing.
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     "She invited you as well, huh Mustang?" Edward said, following Denny. Al walked beside him, keeping silent. Roy ignored him, then asked Denny, "Brosh, where are we going?" Edward wondered that as well. "She's waiting up front!" Denny replied, jogging a little. "You left her alone?" Riza asked, behind Roy. "Well, yah, she said she'd wait." He replied. That reached the front, but there was no sign of her. "Damn it, Brosh! Did she tell you where she works?" Denny looked at them, a little hurt. "No, but she couldn't have gotten far."  He said, walking out the door. After a couple minutes of walking, Alphonse bent over and picked something up. "Brother look!" He yelled, holding it out. "Alphonse, that's yellow paper." He said. "No, Edward, it's a brochure!" Edward yanked it out of his hands, and read it while walking. "Uh, you may wanna see this." He said. They rushed back to him, gathering to read the paper.
                                                                               Andrews Bar and Grille
                                                                Owner:Fifth Generation, name: unknown.