Almost no one have reviewed these past ten chapters (some of them suck, but you could still tell me that.) So, I'm going to have to tell you that this story has just above a thousand hits. Two reviews. Some of you come back to read new chapters, some of you just skim by to read this, possibly only to find out what the prompts are. But can't you throw in a comment in one or two that deserves some especial attention?
Hope you enjoy, despite my rant.
11: Liar
"They're all liars," Colonel Roy Mustang grumbled irately, glaring sullenly at the glass in front of his nose. It seemed to contain wine, but it was nothing more harmful than berry juice. "Every single one of them!"
"If you say so, sir," replied Lieutenant Hawkeye, peeling an apple.
"I say so, Lieutenant! I say so!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet, which only served to earn him a bemused glance. "Why are you peeling your apple? All the vitamins are in the peel."
"So I've heard," Hawkeye replied, shrugging slightly. "I've also heard that, apparently, there are a lot of poisons on the peel, that never penetrates into the actual apple."
"That's ridiculous."
"So is the thought that the only good part of an apple is its peel."
"Now you're just being contrary for no good reason."
"Most certainly, sir. You were saying?"
"Well, that they're all liars. All those darn politicians and whatnot. All liars."
"Isn't that part of the job description?"
"Why, was that a joke I just heard?"
"Surely not, I have no sense of humour. Everyone knows that." Hawkeye smiled just a little. It was common 'knowledge' that she had no sense of humour among the general population, and was as such a common joke among those who knew her better than that.
"Can I have the peel if you won't eat it, then?"
"Sure, go ahead. I can't see the charm of it, though."
"What, you don't like crunch?"
"What kind of abstract concept is 'crunch'?"
"The texture of apple peel, obviously." Mustang managed to eat the apple peel with an exaggerated amount of movement, stopping halfway through to make his statement.
"Oh. Well, in that case, no. I do not care particularly for crunch."
"But it's good for you!"
"A lot of things are good for me, it would seem."
"Yes, yes! And you should take good care of yourself. It won't do for you to suddenly get sick and leave me with all the-"
"You were about to say something about the work, sir?"
"Well, yes."
"Oh, good you said so! It reminded me that you really should get back to work. Now." She levelled him with a stern glare, daring him to refuse. They had let themselves hide away for long enough. They might start to believe in the lie they had spun for themselves.
"All right, all right! I'll get to it."
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