Chapter twenty: Dating
Central
"Wanted me, Colonel?" Edward and Coniniaue poked their heads around the door.
"Yeah. Come in."
Both of them stood before his desk, Edward smartly at attention, Coniniaue leaning her weight on one leg and crossing her arms.
"Alright. You're report is good from Youswell, but there's not much inspection… Eh. You pass. Anyway, there's a big day next week. Know what it is?"
"Nope."
"The day you turn in your research."
"WHAT?" Coniniaue almost fell over. "You mean I have one week to gather up my research and send it in?"
"And I have to do the same thing! I actually have to write a report!" Edward sighed. "And that will take me all week, I can't go out with Coniniaue tonight, and…"
Coniniaue's metal arm bashed a little harder than gently into the back of his head. "You… Are an idiot…"
Roy chuckled. "A little young to date, aren't we?"
"Hey, I'm sixteen!" Edward complained.
Roy lifted his gaze to Coniniaue. "You let your hair down, didn't you?"
"Who are you, the expert on teenage girls?" She asked, sniffing.
"You could say that. Listen, just go out tonight and work on it tomorrow, simple." Roy laughed. "I've done that more than once."
The date
"Coniniaue, open up…" Edward knocked on her door. He wasn't dressed in anything special, he just didn't wear his red overcoat.
"I'm not ready! Just wait a second!" Coniniaue called. She put in big hoop earrings and got out her red eyeliner. She was dressed in a short, strapless red dress that went to her knees. Lacy red boots went halfway up her shins. Of course, she left her hair down. She put on her red eyeliner then delicately dabbed red lipstick on her lips. Just in case. (Ooh!)
"Come on, you said that ten minutes ago. Open up…!"
Coniniaue opened the door and stepped out. "Fine, fine! Happy?"
Edward's wide eyes stared. "Yup. Yeah. Okay. Let's go. Come on. Hurry up."
"Where are we going, Edward?" Coniniaue asked. Edward had led her to one of the richer parts of town. "Can you afford this stuff…?"
"Hell yeah. Hello, sixteen year old state alchemist!" Edward smiled. "Come on!" He dragged her into some random fancy restaurant.
He sat her at a table and sat across from her. "What do you want, Coniniaue?"
"Filet Mignon."
His eye twitched. "That's the most expensive thing on the menu…"
Coniniaue dropped her elbows onto the table and cupped her chin in her hands. She smirked. "You can't afford it?"
"I can SO afford it! It's only $49.99!"