CHAPTER 5
the next day, that i wasn't sleeping, i asked mustang to give me the same asignments as the fullmetall alchemist.
"mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm, mhm,... no."
"and why not? .mustang?"
"because you're not going by my dress code."
"i was never told about this new dress code!"
"no, but there was a memo left for you."
"oh you mean this one from a month ago?" i asked holding up a buch of scrappes
"yes." i peiced them together:
deep purple.
i have m
ade a new
dress c
ode.
singed,
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g 3
"oh so that's what it was! aperantly it went through a shreder" i lied, well sorta, i was the shreder.
"yeah right" mustang groweled under his breath
"so what is this dress code?" i asked, almost kicking myself for asking
"this!!" mustang held up a blue, uncomfortebly short skirt, a blue tank top, and a blue jacket.i twitched.
"THERE'S NO FIGGIN' WAY YOU'RE GETTING ME TO WEAR THAT!!!!!"
"well then, there's no friggin' way you're getting me to do what you want" mustang said, loosing patience.
"dammitt!! then i'll leave the military!" next thing i knew, mustang was on the floor, wrapped around my legs begging me to stay. I rolled my eyes and put a hand to my head.
"fine!! i'll stay!! on two conditions." mustang looked up with puppy dog happy eyes, and nodded.
"1: you get off me this instant," he was gone in a second.
"and 2: i get the same tasks as edward elric, or should i say fullmetal, for at least the next month." mustang nodded in agreement the second i finished.
"glad to see we came to an agreement. Now, what is edwards first asignment?" i asked tilting my head to the side, smiling that 'i got what i wanted, in your face!!!' smile.
END CHAPTER 5