Showdown
"That little brat's got it coming," the Flame Alchemist barked as he strode down the corridors of Eastern Command. He had just had a very bad meeting with General Grumman and the young Fullmetal Alchemist and now he was moaning to his second in command, Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. She sighed and let her shoulders sag. "And why do I have to fight him? Again?"
"Because, sir," she replied, "The General has a sick sense of humour."
"Why not Armstrong or some other lowlife Alchemist? I've got things to do," Flame moaned. Hawkeye's face dropped.
"By 'things to do' you mean sleep, feed Hayate and flirt with the receptionist at Internal Affairs, right?" she asked. Flame stopped on the spot and allowed her to walk past him. She felt a death glare on her but it amateur compared to the ones she gave people. She took the long glare as a 'yes'. He began to walk behind her.
"Fine," he snapped, "I'll beat Fullmetal and then you'll see."
"I have no doubt in your abilities, sir," she said calmly as he followed her, "I just hope the weather holds up for you. You're useless in the rain."
"Thanks, Lieutenant," he moaned, "You do doubt me after all. How painful. My most loyal friend doesn't think I can beat Fullmetal."
He was level with her now. She cast him a look, a smile spreading onto her face.
"It's not that I don't think you can't, but rather I know you'll get cocky and mess things up for yourself," she replied calmly. He fumed at this and stormed off.
"I'll show you!" he yelled back at her.
She sighed again as he disappeared round a corner. As she turned the same corner a few minutes later she almost walked into a young girl.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Rockbell," Hawkeye apologised as the two almost collided. Winry looked as fed up as Hawkeye felt. Hawkeye managed a smile. "Edward?"
"Edward," Winry repeated, "He's getting all high and mighty about beating the Colonel this time. And when I said that the Colonel had more experience he mouthed off at me saying 'I'll show you'."
Hawkeye and Winry exchanged looks, knowing instantly that they both understood each other. They both let out a long exasperated sigh at the same time.
"Tea?" Hawkeye asked.
"Sure," Winry replied. They walked down the corridor towards the canteen. Winry turned to Hawkeye and smiled. "I'm glad I have someone who understands me, Lieutenant."
"It does stop you from going insane," Hawkeye agreed.
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Winry and Hawkeye stood in the doorway of a hospital room looking at the two mummified bodies on two different beds. They looked at each other and then at the mummies. So this was the result of their little showdown was it? Somehow it seemed like the perfect justice, but there was one question left to answer.
"Now, how do we know which idiots are who's?" Hawkeye asked, raising an eyebrow. Winry couldn't help but laugh.
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