Yes! Chapter 2! This chapter goes out to Featherstone180 for being the very first reviewer! I am trying really hard to get these chapters out as fast as possible before I lose interest in this story and/or access to a working computer (See, I don't actually own a computer...)
It was raining again when they arrived back at Head Quarters. Lightning flashed across the sky, thunder following closely after in. When they stumbled through the doors, they were soaking wet. The brothers stumbled up to the Colonel's office.
"Did you succeed in arresting Dr. Marks?" Havoc asked. Ed was in a subdued silence since seeing the lab.
"No, she appeared to have left a long time ago," Al said. Ed walked off to the Colonel's office to give his report, not bothering to say hello to anyone.
"What's his deal?" Breda asked. Al glanced after his brother.
"Dr. Marks was studying chimeras," he said. The entire of Mustang's subordinates nodded. That explained everything. A silence settled over the office; no one was quite sure what to say.
"Alphonse, why don't you Dr. Marks' notes down to Colonel Marcus' office. He can look them over and properly dispose of Dr. Marks' research," Hawkeye said. "His office is in the annex across the street," Al nodded, thanked Hawkeye, and left.
The rain had turned to a drizzle, but lightning still flashed across the sky. Al stood under an awning, waiting for the traffic to let up so he could cross the street. He stood next to the entrance to the dining hall kitchens, where the cooks were diligently unloading a truck full of fresh produce and spices.
The light turned red, and as Al stepped forward to cross the street, a burly cook carrying a crate of spices crashed into him and knocked over the box. The bottles of spices and bottles of chemicals rolled together.
"Sorry, sir!" the cook exclaimed, and hurried to collect up the spice bottles, while Al tried to discern the chemical bottles from the spice bottles. Unfortunately, the bottles looked pretty much the same. In the end, Al managed to collect up the chemical filled bottles, but by then, the light had turned green again and traffic had started back up. Al sighed. This was going to be a long day.
So, I don't have an actual computer, so if I don't post for a while, that doesn't mean I've abandon the story! If I ever do give up on this, Ruins of the Moon or whatever the hell her name is now will kindly adopt this story! So no matter what, you will eventually see the end of this story, I promise!