I sighed as Colonel Useless continued on with the rant about our mission. It had been 13 weeks since I got hired for the job as 'Dog of the Military'. After the news got out around the compound that I got hired, it was like people swarmed around me... It was kind of freaky actually. I mean, I've never been famous nor sought after to get acquainted to in my entire life! Eventually the Elric brothers came up and introduced themselves after some of the crowd had looked at me or something. I practically started to babble in front of them, and when they started giving me funny looks I 'fessed up about looking up to them and it was one of my longtime achievements to actually meet them in person. They just gave me a quizzical look like I was crazy and shrugged. They waited until the crowd was gone to show me to my room, because we were just down the hall from one and other. Escorting me down the hall, Ed and Al asked me some basic getting-to-know-you questions. Where was I from, when my birthday was, how old I was, and how I felt about being a 'Dog', etc. I answered these and asked them a few back. When we got to our hallway, I found out there were seven rooms to each hall now. They had 660A, with the name 'Elric' painted under it in white. Guess what number room I got - 666A. My name wasn't up yet, but would be soon. They left me and I took out the newly acquired key, unlocked the door, and walked into my new 'apartment'.
"SilverDragon!" Useless slapped his hand on the desk in front of me, and I looked up at him slowly with my face expression neutral despite being rudely snapped out've my memory. He glared at me and I looked him back straight in the eye with, most likely, a cold glare.
"Yes, Colonel?" I answered, my voice most likely as cold as my eyes, if not more.
"Did you hear what I said?" Useless asked me back. He could be such a prick.
"Yes, C.U., I heard you loud-and-freakin'-clear." This was my usual retort, and yet he just let it slide. This was so bemusing. I heard Ed and Al trying to not crack up behind me. Mostly Ed though.
"Good, and remember - you're leaving tomorrow." Mustang said and I yawned, which earned me another glare. Then Ed, Al, and I all got up and left. As soon as we were out the Colonel's door though, Ed cracked up laughing so hard he started to cry and had to lean against the wall. I just smirked and kept walking back to my apartment-dorm-thing-whatever. I took the twists and turns of a few hallways, the brothers jogging up behind me to catch up. They stopped off at their door, unlocked it and went inside as I did they same thing with mine.
I sighed and locked the door behind me before I turned to be greeting by the cramped living conditions. I had a stand against the wall, where normally a TV would go, but was instead shelves, which was 7 feet long - taking up the whole space of wall - filled with books and books and books. The left half of the top shelf was filled with different sizes and colors of books, spines facing you could read their titles. Except for the small separation - which was my rose in a small, delicate vase filled with water - the rest of the shelf held some sketch books, a case of charcoal next to the vase along with markers, pencils, and their version of colored pencils. There was also a few pictures of Edward and I, Alphonse and I, then finally a picture of Ed and Al together. Three perfect pictures... although two were missing. Two that I didn't have and wouldn't have - one with solely Dwight in it, then one of him and me. I glanced at the rest of the shelves, which there were 6 in all and the top shelf went up to 5 foot 3 inches, and all that space was taken up with fantasy books and one or two ancient history ones spotting each shelf. I looked at the pretty bare creamy walls of my mostly living room - which was the left half of the room once you stepped in, part kitchen - the tucked-in-the-corner right half of the room, and the section of a table with chairs to eat at - which was between the door and the hallway on the right close to the wall. The living room furniture was of a futon under the window, two huge soft denim chairs angled to half face each other and the book shelf, and a small glass topped coffee table with a black 'body' in the middle. There was a end table, same glass topping and body as the coffee table, with a lamp and a foot tall stack of books between the two chairs. The black coffee table and the end table reminded me of the tables from the 'Modern' set of furniture in 'Animal Crossing'. The fitted sheet on the mattress on the futon and the denim on the chairs were a dark navy blue. Somehow that all oddly fitted together.
In the kitchen I had the same creamy colored counter tops sprinkled with grey paint or something. The sink had a sloping water faucet with a sprayer thing and two half-way elegant handle things. All of that was stainless steel, along with my three pots - one small, one medium, one large, my three pans - one small, one medium, one large, and my three bowls - one medium, large, and extra large. Next to the sink I had a wooden knife-holder thing. You know, where they hold your set of knives that you have? I had one of those, along with a small wooden cutting board next to it. In the cainet beneath the sink I had disinfectant, glass cleaner, wood polisher, and air freshener along with some kitchen towels and wash cloths. In the drawer next to that, just below the counter was the silverware - also stainless steel - with salt and pepper shakers. I also had a spatula, a egg beater, a rolling pin, random heavy duty and large knives, and a pair of scissors. The cabinet below that were my pans, pots, and big bowls. In another cabinet next to the drawer with that roller shelving stuff were my regular eating bowls, bigger plates, smaller plates, and glasses. Opposite of that was my refrigerator, my stove, and another small space of counter top. The 'kitchen' was more an aisle way between counter and fridge along with stove. Outside the kitchen in the space between the door and the hall down to the bedroom and bathroom was my table with six chairs around it. Even though usually only three people sat here, the table-chairs set came with six, so I kept them.
The hall was with with a cabinet with blankets(sheets, comforters, etc.) and towels. On the lowest shelf was the blankets, the second the navy blue, dark violet, and blood red bath towels were folded up, with the third shelf holding regular pain medicine, bandages, gauze, band aids, and antiseptic. There was also extra bottles of shampoo and conditioner, nail clippers, nail files, a mirror, some never-seen-the-light-of-day makeup, pony tail holders, barrettes, clips, and a pair of hair chop sticks. In the middle of the hallway off to the left was the small bathroom. In the doorway of the bathroom, the sink was almost directly to the left, the toilet a foot or two farther back in the room on the same side, and a foot from the doorway on the right was the shower/tub. The color scheme in here was a pale, frost blue with many darker blue candles spotted everywhere. On the edge of the sink next to my toothbrush and tooth paste, on the back of the toilet, and on the 'corners' of the tub. They all had been lit by me at one time or another. There was the medicine cabinet that also doubled as a mirror on the outside. In side it was an extra tube of tooth paste, stronger medication for my headaches/migraines, some sunscreen, an extra tooth brush, and some deodorant. On the far wall,opposite of the door way was a window that was cracked enough to not get singed by more candles that rested there on the sill.
Down at the end of the hallway was my bedroom. This has a black and silver scheme to it, and after three weeks of living in my new home I bought black and silver cans of paint. Well, I did a checkerboard painting on all of my walls. The good thing about the paint I bought, though, was that it wasn't very metallicy in appearance. So if you opened the blinds, which were in fact closed right now, the room wouldn't sparkle on you. My dresser was painted black except for the handles, which were silver. My closet door was the same way. My bed, though, had a black and white checkered comforter with black sheets. The pillow cases we black as well. Anyway, the bed was against the middle of the far wall, between the two windows. The door was in the corner of the room - the right, lower corner. The dresser was next to the bed, under the right window with a lamp, another stack of books, and an old alarm clock with the bells on it. The closet was on the left side of the room, closer to the door than the bed. And there was a non-descriptive hamper next to the door for all my dirty clothes. 'Nuff said.
I forgot to mention that the carpet in the living room was dark blue, the wood for the cabinets, table, and chairs were cherry along with the floor from there into the hallway, there was some kind of marble flooring in the bathroom that was also a frosty blue, and the carpet in my room was also black.