The Calendar
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor ever will, Fullmetal Alchemist or the characters within.
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I: Fuery
It hung on the wall next to the filing cabinet. One day to a page. One number to a sheet.
It was the routine. The first person in would flick on the coffee and rip off the date. Every day. Always. It marked the official start to each day.
One day Colonel Roy Mustang looked at the calendar. It hadn't been changed and it was already midmorning.
"Who forgot to do the date?" He asked the office in general. Hawkeye looked at Breda who looked at Falman who said "I believe the duty log has Master Sergeant Fuery as being first in this morning."
Everyone looked at Fuery who actually blushed and tugged at the collar of his jacket in embarrassment.
"That would be my fault," Havoc drawled from the doorway. Everyone now looked at Havoc who grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling. "I distracted him."
"How did you manage that?" Breda asked with interest.
"I kissed him."
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Author's note: It's a start. I have no idea where it's going. It's a dribble I think.
silken :)
