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Roy looked at Ed, and Ed stared back in horror. It was like a nightmare. A horrible, terrible, nightmare from which there is no escape! Roy calmly pressed a small button on the intercom and said, "Miss Valens?"
"Yes Fuhrer Mustang?" the secretary's voice responded.
"I thought you told me a State Alchemist was here to see me."
"He is a State Alchemist sir. He has the silver watch as proof."
"Thank you Miss Valens." He let go of the button. "Well? Show me the watch."
Ed pulled out his watch and held it before Mustang. He looked it over and nodded.
"Very well. It seems you are a State Alchemist. But since you're here I take it you haven't heard of my decree?"
"Decree?" Ed said. "What decree?"
"As soon as I became Fuhrer I changed three things. One: I abolished all unnecessary conflict with other nations. Two: I changed the standard military outfits with miniskirts. And three: I discharged all male soldiers and sent them away to a neighboring island on a small boat."
"WHAT?" Ed yelled. "HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING THAT IDIOTIC?"
"If you spent any time around me, you'd know what I always said! Now I finally have my own Militaristic Harem!"
"YOU'RE CRAZY!" Ed yelled pointing a finger at Mustang.
"I'm sorry you feel that way, kid. Now if you'll excuse me I've got an important announcement to make."
And just like that, Roy stood up, walked right by Ed, and exited his office. Ed stared at the door, mouth open for a few minutes. Then he shook his head and chased after Roy. As soon as he stepped outside Roy's office, he noticed there was no one in sight. Even Miss Valens had left her desk. Ed ran outside and saw a large crowd assembled outside Central HQ. They were all looking up at something. Ed ran into the crowd and looked up as well. Roy was standing on a balcony, clearly about to make his announcement.
"People of Central! I, Fuhrer King Mustang, have sent special invites to the people that live outside our wonderful city to come and attend my special event! I'm pleased to announce the First Annual Miss Central Beauty Pageant!"
Instantly, all the men in the crowd cheered as they thought of what was to come, while the women gaped up at Roy, open mouthed. Before anymore could be said, a voice rang out through the crowd.
"WHAT? You dragged me all the way out here for that?"
Ed swung his head around and saw Izumi stepping out of the crowd.
"If you expect me to participate in something so ridiculous, you've got another thing coming!"
"Silence! As Fuhrer, I command you to participate!" Roy yelled back.
"I will not degrade myself in front of the entire city!" She said, clapping her hands.
Izumi walked up to the building and placed her hand on the wall. In a flash of blue light, the wall rippled upwards toward the balcony and caused it to bulge outward, nearly throwing Roy off it into the crowd.
"That's it!" He yelled. "Off with your clothes!"
Riza walked up and whispered something in his ear.
"What? Fine, we'll do it your way. Off with her head!"
The crowd gasped and whispered to each other as another figure stepped out from the crowd. Ed instantly recognized him and the danger he presented.
"Who are you?" Izumi said, preparing for combat.
"I'm the Fuhrer's Executioner. And you are my victim!"
The Executioner pulled his sleeve back revealing the alchemic symbols etched there. They glowed red as he slammed his fist into the ground, causing red bolts of lightning to shatter the pavement in a destructive line towards Izumi. She nimbly jumped out of the way and clapped her hands, placing them on a nearby lamppost, transforming it into a lance. She charged and engaged the Executioner in close quarters combat.
Ed watched in disbelief as this all happened. Not only was Roy Mustang Fuhrer in this crazy place, but the position seemed to not only command the military, but the entire country!
"And why would Scar work with the Colonel when he knows he's a State Alchemist?" Ed put his hands to his head and let out a yell of frustration. "None of this makes any sense!"
Meanwhile, Scar had managed to break apart Izumi's lance and knock her to the ground. He was about to finish her off, when Ed ran forward, clapped his hands, and placed them on the ground, causing a protective shell to form around Izumi.
"That's enough!" He yelled.
Scar glared at him, then turned back to Izumi. He used his arm to blast the shell apart, and grab Izumi by the head. The symbols on his arm glowed again and just as he was about to finish her off, Mustang's voice rang out.
"STOP!"
Everyone looked up, wondering why Mustang had suddenly stopped the execution. But he didn't seem to be in any hurry. He was looking at a large poster. He began to read from it.
"Hmm…Wanted: A crazed boy wearing a red coat has been terrorizing the countryside. Description: Blond Hair, Braided. Eyes: Gold. Arm and Leg: Automail. Height: 165 cm. Hmmm…Bring me a measuring stick!"
A soldier ran up and handed Mustang a measuring stick. He ran down to the outside of the Central HQ and held it up to Ed.
"Yes, you're exactly 165 cm. A regular pipsqueak."
"PIPSQUEAK? WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL AN ANT COULD STEP ON HIM BY ACCIDENT YOU JERK!"
Ed tried to throw himself on Mustang but was held back by Riza.
"LET ME GO, LET ME GO, LET ME GO!"
"Well, well, well. It seems we have a criminal in our midst!" Roy declared.
"What? But I didn't do anything!" Ed protested.
"That's for the jury to decide!" Roy turned to the crowd. "I'm sorry to say the pageant will have to be postponed! Detain the teacher until I decide what to do with her!"
Two other soldiers carried Izumi off somewhere, much to Scar's displeasure.
"As for the rest of you, you are required to come to the courthouse immediately!"
Everyone once more began to whisper, this time in excitement! A trial! How marvelous! Ed had no choice but to be "escorted" to the courthouse.
"What's going to happen now?" He thought wearily.
Ending Note: Well, Roy's perverted ideas have been waylaid for now. But why is poor Ed on trial? I'll try to have the next chapter up soon.