A/N: a very short fic... mehehe... oh and I have not watched the latest fma episode (because I've only read the manga) so forgive me if the entire point of the story is different than what the original was...

Disclaimer: hiromu arakawa and sqwareENIX own fullmetal alchemist, not me

The Past

Remember Roy's dream about making all women of the military wear mini- skirts when he becomes president?

Well if you don't, perhaps your memory has been refreshed...

The Present

Roy: -relaxing in a leather armchair- aahhh... feels good to be at the top... and soon all women of the military will be issued mini-skirts...

Door: knock knock

Roy: who's there? suddenly sits up looking important

Voice: Me. Havoc.

Roy: Oh come in.

Havoc: -comes in-

Roy: so...

Havoc: errr... about the mini-skirt issue...

Roy: yes?

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Suddenly there is a crash and the sound of a sandwhich being thrown out the window... and then a shout...

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE ARE NO WOMEN IN THE MILITARY EXCEPT HAWKEYE???" ---------------------------

A/N: mmm... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA... haha... tears up from laughter ... drop a review... a flame... I don't care... runs off to laugh some more

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Havoc: -at a bar muttering to himself- its not my fault all the women quit...