Chapter forty-three: At work
A sweat drop fell down the back of colonel Roy Mustang's head. "So, um… This cat that stands on two legs is really your wife?"
"Yeah, buddy, if you have a problem with a cat in the military…" Coniniaue pouted, her furry arms crossed.
"Well, um, you are not doing anything unless you can still do alchemy…" Roy sighed. "But you're a CAT…"
Coniniaue clapped her hands and put them on the ground. A platform rose beneath her and brought her to eyelevel of Roy. "There, happy?"
Roy put his finger in between her furry ears. "How can you have hair if you're a cat…"
"Pay attention! Just because I'm a cat doesn't make me any different inside!"
"Does that mean you can get like worms and stuff…"
"ROY!" She banged on his head with a clawed hand. "Are you with me? Hello!"
"What? Coniniaue? How did you make that platform?"
BASH.
Coniniaue broke a Japanese fan over his head. "YOU IDIOT IF YOU WERE PAYING ATTENTION YOU WOULD HAVE SEEN THAT I USED ALCHEMY DAMMIT!"
"…Oh." He rubbed his head. "What the Hell is that thing made of?"
"Wood."
"Owww… But anyway, Coniniaue, you're a cat! And I called you here strictly on BUSINESS! Important business!" Roy fumed. "I have no choice but to give Edward another partner for this mission."
"WHAT?" Coniniaue pounced on him, clawing his face and hair. "I AM SOO GOING ON THAT MISSION YOU CAN'T STOP ME, COLONEL ROY BASTARD!"
Roy plucked her off of his head by her tail. "I can stop you, in fact." With his free hand he rubbed the cuts on his face. "It's called 'a cage.' Or even better, 'an animal shelter.'"
"Anything but that! Fine…" Coniniaue shook her braided head. "Fine. Can I at least go with him? I promise I won't do anything… PLEASE?"
"Fine. But don't talk AT ALL." Roy ordered.
"Whatever." Edward mumbled. "So who am I paired with?"
"She'll be here any minute. Her name is Yvette, you'll like her."
"Yvette? Odd name."
"You think my name is odd, do ya?" A cloaked figure strode in. The only thing visible under her hood were two large, piercing green eyes.
"Oh! Sorry, um… You might be Yvette." Edward held out a hand. "I'm Edward, the Fullmetal alchemist."
"I heard they were putting kids in the military." Yvette sniffed. "They let in you, then that fourteen year old brat…"
"Why you…" Coniniaue leapt at her, clawing her face.
"Gah! Get off me, you stupid feline!" Yvette tore Coniniaue from her face, knocking off her hood in the process.
Edward's married.
Roy is not. And beautiful women were his weakness. The best part is, Yvette was 25 years old, just around his age.