Disclaimer: FMA belongs to Arakawa Hiromu
Notes: Because of a shared reference to a particular section of the manga, this piece is also related to the pieces I wrote for themes #30 and #90. You'll have to wait for their turn to see those themes, though! The particular manga section referred to is, of course, Chapter 37, pages 3, 4, 13, 26, 27, and 31-33.
Nineteen: Things One Cannot Understand
"Women. They just don't act normally." Havoc glared in the direction of his boss' empty desk, noting the unfinished paperwork.
"That depends on what you consider normal," Breda reasoned, twiddling his pen between his fingers.
Havoc shrugged. "I dunno. But all that gushing and flirting and giggling. I don't understand it! How can one man inspire so much from so many different women?"
There was a pause as Breda stared at his co-worker, taking in the wistful look on his face. Then he turned back to the work on his desk. "Not all women, though."
"No, of course not. Just . . . most."
"Hawkeye doesn't act like that."
Havoc laughed at the thought of the stoic woman gushing all over Mustang as though he was some delectable morsel, but stopped suddenly as he remembered Feury's amused account of the conversation he overheard in the clock tower, that mission. He shook it from his head – it was a mission. Of course she was acting differently. "But she's normal. Of course she doesn't."
"Actually," Breda said, thinking it through, "considering the statistics, that would make her abnormal."
"Huh?"
There were some things Havoc just couldn't wrap his head around.