The Calendar
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor ever will, Fullmetal Alchemist or the characters within.
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XIV: Armstrong
It hung on the wall next to the filing cabinet. One day to a page. One number to a sheet.
Colonel Mustang rubbed his eyes again. He was finding it more difficult than usual to complete his paperwork. Actually everyone was having the same difficulty. And it was because of the large over-enthusiastic Major in the office.
Who was there for one reason and one reason only. To remove the pages from the calendar.
No-one else was … brave enough to attempt it.
For three days it had not been changed because it was still bedecked in photos and every time anyone tried to remove them Maes Hughes would burst in and stop them because Edward had not seen it yet.
No-one knew where the Elrics were and much as they all wanted Edward to appreciate the pictorial tribute, it was now a constant reminder that the brothers had not returned.
Major Armstrong breathed deep and faced the calendar. Another deep breath had his shirt falling behind him in the graceful manner only an Armstrong could accomplish. And a third breath unleashed the wave of large blinding sparkles.
Even Hughes was powerless and the hapless pages fell to the floor.
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Author's Note: Sparkly fluff is probably illegal… somewhere
And my thanks as always to the reviewers who always make me smile: Bar-Ohki (he certainly is), Bizzy (but it would be fun to try…lol), garrettignasia (thank you thank you…lol…bows, bows), indigo's ocean (ice magic is a soft choc cream when contained or warmed but when placed on ice-cream it hardens into a crunchy shell and if the sprinkles get trapped in it, it's quite divine…lol), TheQueenOfMediocrity(I think everyone loves pre-25 simply because Maes is in it…lol…and I will try it …one day)
silken :)