WOW! two chapters one day. i dont own any FMA stuff. enjoy!
Chapter two.
She was annoyed. Not only annoyed but pissed off, he was so idiotic, so sexist, so frustrating, so useless, he had no idea how this was going to back fire on him.
'He is not going to listen to me' she thought as she stormed through corridor after corridor until she found the correct door.
She knocked and waited until she heard a faint 'come in'.
She opened the door and stepped in. She looked around the room the same vast wooden table as always was in the middle with twelve seats around it, only one was occupied. She stood to attention and waited for the Major General.
'At ease Hawkeye, how can I help you, I'm busy and Mustang has just sent some papers over for me.. I mean us to look over'.
Hawkeye saw the document that had made her so angry and started to speak with venom about the document to the superior officer.
'So let me get this straight Hawkeye. The Fuhrer, wants every female officer to wear… she looked at the document 'Tiny Mini Skirts?'
'Yes Major General Armstrong'.
'Right then…'
she took out a microphone that was connected to the rest of the base and spoke into it, a loud blaring voice echoed around the building
'PARLIAMENTARY BOARD COME TO MEETING ROOM, EMERGENCY MEETING IN SESSION' she switched it off and turned back to Hawkeye.
'Lieutenant your signature is on this, do you agree with it?'
Hawkeye smirked 'No, but he has to think someone is on his side in this particular situation'.
'I agree clever thinking Hawkeye, you will be our spy I take it?'
'I had already assumed I would be taking that position in the plan Major General.'
'But Lieutenant you are Mustangs loyal dog?' said the Major General in a mock concerned way.
'I am, I protect him, and by forcing to stop this law I am protecting him from a lot of angry women.'
'hmm… so you are doing this for him?'
'not only for him. By working against him I am saving him'.
At that moment six female and four male officers of different rank walked in, saluted who needed to be saluted and sat down around the table.
'well, what was so urgent that you needed to contact us so quickly?' said the eldest man in the room.
'General we need to decide on what to do about a law that the Fuhrer has just sent my way for us to look over. As I only have one couple share amongst yourselves.' She tossed it to the centre of the table where they all began to read over each others shoulders.
There were mixed responses. The women were shocked and stared at each other in horror where as the men smirked and got out their pens ready to sign. The Major General took the document back and began to speak.
'Now I am sure you all have your individual opinions on what should done about this'
The tension could be cut with a knife the men had congregated on one side of the table with the women on the other. They glared at each other, the men put away there pens.
'however this is what I propose we do, we sign it and agree to it.' the women looked at her in shock, the men looked confused but happy. Once the Major General had said what her 'opinion' that was what they were going to do, there was no getting away from it. One women, looked at Hawkeye who nodded, she knew that the Major General had some idea, but she just didn't know what it was yet, all she could do was nod at the women. That women signed her name silently and leaned back in her chair, everyone else followed suit. For an hour they were passed document after document to be signed all new laws and legislation that needed their eleven signatures to be put into action.
The last piece was passed to the men to look over and sign, they looked they signed and it was picked up and looked at again by the Major General again, before she dismissed the men she explained.
'I do believe the ladies will be wanting some sort of explanation to the first piece of legislation you all so willingly signed, you understand I am sure'.
'or course madam' they said in unison. They stood up and turned and left with out another word. As the door closed all six women looked at the Major General, with a furious look in there eyes.
Hawkeye quietly thought to herself about what was going to happen next? Was she going to burn it? Rip it up? Or just not submit it?
'Ladies, do not fear. Yes we will submit the 'Tiny Mini Skirt' legislation, however What I hold in my hand is something far important to the men of this military and I do believe the women also, however we must make sacrifices if we want to win this battle.'
'You mean we are letting that document go through? We are letting them exploit the female sex?' said the Major Charlotte Bricks hysterically.
'Yes for now we are, next Monday we are going to come in to work wearing 'tiny mini skirts' and act like we should.'
'act like we should?' questioned 2nd Lieutenant Mary Thompson.
'Yes, act like the helpless, little damsels in distress we are, but also to add to this we are going to do it in the sexist manor possible'.
'Sexist manor possible? But surely that won't help us it will make things worse, they will just ogle at us?' cried General Jenifer Bayal.
'Yes they will, but with this' she held up the document she had taken from the men before they left 'not signed and… I don't know... a new document giving women the right to treat the men however they feel if they feel they are being unfairly treated by them signed, I don't think we will have a problem.'
As each women realised the plan smiles came over they faces.
'We will win this battle ladies'.