State Alchemist Mustang
Chapter Two - Lesson
"Private Mustang!" A bald man with a strange mustache yelled out to a large group of people, boys and girls alike, all wearing blue pants and white shirts. Black boots were pulled over the pants and went up to just below their knees. Shinny silver tags hung around their necks on silver chains. Each tag personalized for each person.
"Yes sir!" Robin and Raven Mustang yelled out. They saluted like they were instructed to do. They stood next to each other, Robin's hair clipped up and Raven's short as ever. The man looked confusingly at the two girls.
"Come forth!" The man ordered and the girls walked up, robin casually and Raven stiffly.
"State your name Private!" The man yelled pointing at Robin.
"Robin Mustang." Robin said.
"You?" He pointed to Raven.
"Raven Mustang. Major Armstrong, sir." Raven said proudly and saluted once more. The major smiled at Raven. He could tell she was going to do just fine. Robin however, didn't like this and the major noticed.
"Private Robin! I'm assigning you to kitchen duty for your lake of respect towards the military." He pointed at the fancy earrings she was wearing. "I'll take those." Robin removed her gold earrings and the Major placed them in his pocket.
"Private Raven!" The Major looked to Raven.
"Yes sir!" Raven said back.
"I like your style Private. Keep it up and you might move up a rank or two before this week ends." The major dismissed everyone and Robin walked away gloomily and Raven walked away proudly.
"Loser." Robin whispered as she put food onto her sister's plate.
"Private, did you just insult a fellow comrade?" The major came up behind Raven and Robin sunk behind the counter.
"Well?" The major got louder and everyone turned to look and Robin turned bright red.
"Yes sir." Robin answered.
"Report to my office after dinner!" The major walked away as Raven smiled and moved on.
Five hours later, a worn out Robin entered the dorm room she shared with her sister.
"What happened?" Raven asked as she lowered the book she was reading.
"Clean-up duty. For a week. Scrubbing stairs with a toothbrush and washing dishes alone." Robin said as she plopped onto the bed next to her sister.
"Wow. Sorry to hear it." Raven said, really meaning it.
"Why did mom and dad send up here. It's hell on earth." Robin began to cry. Raven put her book down and laid next to her sister.
"They want us to get along. What ever happened to us girl? I mean, we used to be the best of friends." Raven asked staring up at a strange red marking that was faded on the bottom of the top bunk.
"I don't know. But to tell you the truth. I miss those days." Robin said, noticing the markings also.
"Try again? Best friends?" Raven sat up as did Robin.
"Only if you stop calling me preppy." Robin smiled.
"Only if you stop calling me a boy." Raven smiled back.
"Only if you let your hair grow out and look like a girl." Robin poked her sister friendly.
"Only if you stop acting all 'princess-like'." Raven poked her sister back.
"Deal!" They said together and shook hands. Then hugged. Then, they started to laugh.