Disclaimer: I do not own ANYTHING from Fullmetal Alchemist. It all belongs to Hiromu Arakawa. The only thing I do own is that minor character I made up, but she doesn't really matter at the end of the day.
Introduction: This is my first piece of FMA fanfiction, and I'm already superimposing my own character into the mix. I was inspired by Fullmetal Alchemist episode 37 ('The Flame Alchemist, The Bachelor Lieutenant and The Mystery of Warehouse 13') and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood episode 13 ('Beasts of Dublith') – actually, this takes dialogue directly from Brotherhood episode 13. This mostly centers around the fact that we all poke fun at Havoc's inability to keep a girlfriend, but we are left in the dark when it comes to the rest of Mustang's team. Oh, and I love Falman. Oops. Read and review if you want to~
Description: As the Colonel said, "Break up with her." [FalmanxOC]
It was Colonel Roy Mustang's last day at the Eastern Headquarters, and he had asked Lieutenant General Grumman for a parting gift.
"Sergeant Major Kain Fuery." The young, spectacled man adjusted the collar of his jacket.
"Warrant Officer Vato Falman." He remained wordless, but his silence said it all.
"Second Lieutenant Heymans Breda." The stocky built man nodded in confident affirmation.
"Second Lieutenant Jean Havoc." The cigarette perched lightly between his lips twitched slightly as those light eyes stared intently at his commanding officer.
"Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye." The blonde closed her eyes and bowed respectfully. This would be just another step closer to fulfilling the Colonel's dream, and she was content to leave the Eastern Headquarters behind for him.
Settling his right hand on his hip, Roy Mustang declared, "The five of you will be transferring to Central with me." His mouth was pulled into a thin-lipped frown as he rested his left hand on his desk with a 'thud'. Slowly and confidently, he said, "I won't take any complaints. Come with me!"
In near perfect synchronization, Hawkeye saluted and was followed by Havoc, Breda, Falman, and Fuery, respectively.
Suddenly, Havoc let out a low groan that almost let his cigarette fall out from between his lips. He immediately went to the Colonel's side and whispered grimly, "Colonel, I can't." He raised a clenched fist in self-assurance as he continued on, serious and certain, "I just recently found a girlfriend."
Without pausing to breathe or think about it, Colonel Mustang turned to his subordinate and said flatly to what seemed to entire party present, not just Havoc, "Break up with her." His face bore no sympathy or even any trace of human emotion.
Second Lieutenant Havoc openly gaped and went back to the safety of the others. He mumbled a meager, "That's horrible, Colonel," as Lieutenant Hawkeye patted his left shoulder. To an outsider, it would look like an affectionate act of friendship. But the men knew better. It was as close to sympathy as she would get, guarding herself heavily as always, but she was really reminding Havoc of his crucial place in the military. Casual dating would only get in the way, and she hoped he understood.
Apart from Havoc, someone else understood the command.