Liberty City, Creta, 1935
The crew was in Liberty City, the city of democracy, unity, and freedom. Trisha was dolled up in a black suit, red sweater, red scarf, black pants, black high heel boots, and sunglasses and a long ponytail. Maes had a bright blue suit/pants/vest combo over a white shirt, and Zhang had a yellow vest and tie over a white shirt and black pants with black shoes.
"Whoa, I look so cool and badass!" Trisha said, as she was walking on a concrete walkway with grass on both sides, with a pool of water next to it, and the Liberty Tower, which looked like the Washigton Monument, except it was purple and grey, stood tall above everything.
"Trisha, this isn't a fashion shoot, we are trying to look good to meet with the President!" Maes told Trisha. They were on their way to the White Palace, where the President of Creta was stationed.
When they arrived at the White Palace, the President of Creta, Emily Martin, who has a purple skirt suit, white shirt, purple high heels, blonde hair, blue eyes, and glasses along with red lipstick, Mustang was there, as he still had his blue uniform as Fuhrer, and had a beard as well as a mustache, along with Pamela and her boyfriend, Eric Smith, who both had the Creta military uniforms with brown coats.
"So, we agreed on a charter to make a confederation of Amestris, Creta, and Aerugo to oppose Drachma." Emily said.
"What are you saying?" Trisha asked.
"We are saying that we form a confederation of three countries to fight off the Red Fear, called the WATO, or Western Alliance Treaty Organization." Emily replied.
"All in favor raise your hands!" Everyone raised their hands, as the treaty was confirmed.
Trisha began to chat with Emily outside, as she was curious about the alliance.
"Emily, if the merger is complete, will Amestris still be independent?" Trisha asked.
"Yes, it will, because losing its independence will have a colonizing effect." Emily answered.
"Thanks." Trisha replied.
TO BE CONTINUED...
