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"I'm nervous," I said as Hughes and I started walking to Central Headquarters. It was about one fifty, almost time for my meeting. My stomach was doing little flips, and I couldn't stop fidgeting.

"What happened to all the confidence you had before?" Hughes asked slyly. I looked at him.

"It ran away because I was too awesome," I said, making Hughes laugh.

"Alright. But I'm sure they're going to pick you! I mean, I've heard rumors about your fighting skill. If your alchemy is as good as your fighting, you're going to definitely get in." Hughes assured me as Central Headquarters came into view.

I'm screwed, I'm screwed, I'M SO DAMN SCREWED!, I thought as my stomach lurched in my body. It's not that I wasn't confident of my skills, I'm just afraid of the Fuhrer, and what he's going to do about my being a 'sacrifice'. I mean, another Hummonculi could show up randomly at any time! I could get kidnapped. But, if I did, I could get to see Envy... YAY!

I know, I'm super weird. I love Envy, ever since I first saw him on the show, putting aside the fact he killed Hughes and his horrible personality. I don't know, I felt like I instantly had some kind of connection with him, like we were similar in some way. Besides the skirts (a/n: LOLOLOLOL!)

"Uh, Lynette? LYNETTE!" Hughes exclaimed as I almost walked into a pillar supporting Headquarters. I snapped out of my daze just in time to steer around the pole.

"Whoa, thanks!" I said to Hughes, grinning like an idiot. Hughes sweat dropped, sighing.

"Really, you can walk fine while you're reading a book, but when you're thinking, no, you just have to almost knock into a pole." Hughes shook his head as we entered Headquarters.

"Bye," I said, "Be safe." I said that specifically because I forgot when Hughes looked into that research, but I was almost certain it was around the time the Elric brothers had gone to Resembool, which I know for a fact they had gone to because of the mechanical mishaps.

Hughes smiled at me anyway.

"Good luck," he said. I saluted him.

"Wrong hand!" He chuckled, while I light speed switched hands.

"Sorry," I said sheepishly, "I seriously gotta remember that." I saluted him with my right hand, which he returned.

"Better get used to it, because your going to need to do that a lot," Hughes reminded me. We then parted ways as I headed to the meeting room.

When I arrived, there were only two other guys there. Confused, I searched the room to find it was only us and a high ranking government official, with two regular soldiers guarding the door.

"Well, seeing as your all here," the official said, "I'd like to congratulate you. You three were selected from a group of qualified alchemists to become certified with a state license." The official said. I looked at the other two, shocked. I thought everybody was coming? Aww, I don't get to rub it in their faces... But still, this means I got in!

I could feel the other two guys staring at me, but I was too busy trying to hold back from doing a crazy dance. My arms and legs were seriously twitching, and I could see the soldiers look at me like me like I was insane. But I didn't care.

"You have been assigned to work under different officials." The official said, then continued to tell the other alchemists who they were under, before turning to me.

"You were specifically requested by Lieutenant Colonel Roy Mustang, in East City, so that is who you'll be working under." He told me. I smiled real big, while the other guys looked at me even harder. I mean, I'm twelve, I've met the Fuhrer, I'm friends with Mustang, I've met the Elric brothers, I've captured four cerial killers, I have incredible alchemy skills, and now I just got my state certification, all in under a week. I'd be surprised too if I were them. But I'm me, and I'm just weird like that.

"All of you," the official said, "will report back here in five days to get more information regarding this matter at twelve hundred hours. Got it?"

"Yes sir!" The men and I said at the same time. I copied them as they saluted, making sure to use the right hand. The official saluted us, and let us leave.

"HAHAHAHAHA STUPID GUYS I GOT IN!" I cackled, grinning at the other two guys as we exited the building.

"Who is this girl," one whispered to the other, "to be requested by a Lieutenant Colonel specifically." I cleared my throat.

"Talking about someone right in front of them is rude, you know," I shouted as they walked away. I snuck back into Headquarters to search for Hughes. He told me to go home without him because his work would take him a while, but I didn't want to take chances with the murder thing.

I asked the woman at the front desk, who said Hughes was out investigating a case. Relieved, I strode away. Hughes wasn't murdered this soon. Thank god.

And so I exited Headquarters, tromping out on the street and pulling out my map, ready for more Central maze navigating.

Hey guys! This chapter is really short... Sorry! But OH MY GOD! Yesterday I went to a haunted maze... Scared the crap outta me. But I'm at my friends house now SOO yeah. How do you think it's going do far? I really am gonna try to get Hughes out of this. But, anyway, what do you guys think? I like how they just went and invited the selected people and to the others they must've been like SIKE! Plus Lynette's problems with directions... Lol gets me everytime. Haha but your opinions?

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