Ed flinched as the white creamy substance squirted out. "Gyah!"

Roy looked down. "Fullmetal," he said evenly, with some effort. "One would think you had better control of your metal hand."

Edward glared up at him, wiping some of the stuff off his nose. "How was I supposed to know the creampuff was going to be that squishy?" He licked the cream off his finger. "Mm. Vanilla."

Ed looked up at the Colonel again, fingers still on his tongue. "What?" he asked, a little irritably.

Mustang shook his head slightly. "Nothing. Nothing at all." He looked back down at his paperwork.

But it was hard to not watch as Edward consumed the oblong creamfilled pastry with gusto.