Chapter six: Dinner at the Fuhrer's

Kiwi had thrown on a ruffled lime green strapless dress, and was not waiting on the front steps to her house. "Roy, come on…" She looked in the window at the big clock in the main landing. 6:55. She clicked her green heels against the stairs, sighing and waiting. She had let her hair down out of the bandana just for that night. Both her mother and Aunt Winry had approved her outfit, because they had worn similar ones in the past.

A car pulled up. As the window rolled down, Kiwi smiled and exclaimed, "Lieutenant Havoc!"

"Hey, Kiwi." Havoc jerked a thumb over his shoulder. "Roy's in the back."

"Thanks." Kiwi opened the door and slid inside. Roy was wearing black dress pants and a silk red dress shirt. "You look nice, Roy."

"You look nicer, Kiwi."

Fuhrer Mustang's

"Dad! She's here!" Roy called.

"We almost started eating without you."

"Daaaad…"

"It's true. Just come in and sit down."

Kiwi and Roy walked in and sat down. Fuhrer Roy looked at Kiwi. "Do I know you?"

"No, I don't think so…"

"Whatever…"

The middle of dinner

"So Kiwi…" Riza began. "Do you know Edward Elric?"

"Huh?" She shot a sly glance to Roy the second. "Nope."

"You don't? He's the best alchemist in the military."

"He's short, too."

"Roy! Edward and his wife own a large house in Aquroya. But I think they own one in Central, too. Coniniaue, his wife, is a lovely young woman, who adopted a young girl when she was fourteen off the streets."

"Oh, you don't say?"

"Hah. Riza, don't skip the details." Fuhrer Roy began. "Coniniaue is a stuck up woman with more money than me, and an evil twin sister who's out to kill her. When she adopted that girl she actually quit the military in order to keep her. She met Fuhrer Bradley on the way out and he got her job back, as well as custody of the girl. And Ed Elric! He's a immature self-centered jerk…"

"Fuhrer Roy." Kiwi interrupted. Her voice was cold and dripped anger. "I kindly ask you to not speak about my parents that way."

"You're THAT Kiwi?"

Kiwi nodded, glaring at him. Roy just slowly put his head down on the table. "Oh, Hell…"

"Hmph."

"Dad… Edward Elric can't be THAT bad… He's only 29!" Roy the second complained.

"Well, he's not exactly the brightest… He got married when he was 16…"

"To my MOTHER!"

"Sorry."

"Ugh, this sucks… Come on Kiwi…"

"Anywhere but here is marvelous."