Dude, this is what I get for voicing an update schedule. Apparently I like to forget that Mondays mean something besides "EFF I hate you, 6am." The rest of this week's updates might be a little sporadic because I need to write up some things for my friends at Sight/Sound, but I will get two more updates out even if it means back to back on Sunday. I'll never beat my procrastination habit entirely, but I can at least attempt to curb it a bit.
ANYWAY, picking up where we left off, or actually right before we left off. I'm rejecting chronology in general.
18. Calendar
Ed crossed his flesh leg over his automail and rested his ankle on his knee. He slouched into the couch in Mustang's office. The colonel was reading through Ed's reports and giving Ed the partial silent treatment.
Bastard knows I can't stand the apprehension… Why doesn't he at least lecture me for something; God knows I earned it…
"Oh what's this?" said Mustang, straightening up from him seemingly permanent office-slouch.
Hawkeye glanced over his shoulder, and a small, rare smile appeared on her face.
Ed merely glared.
"Shame Edward," said Mustang.
Ed angled his head away from the colonel suspiciously. He knew Mustang was trying to trick him into admitting some trouble he'd left out. Totally not falling for that again.
"Looks like you didn't even get home for Miss Rockbell's birthday," Mustang elaborated when Ed refused to say anything.
"WHAT? How the hell do you know that? Passively stalking me is one thing but why the hell are you tracking Wi-"
"Relax, Edward, it's on your calendar," said Hawkeye.
"With a little heart on the-"
"SCREW YOU!"
Ed popped out of the chair and pointed a finger at the colonel, but words failed him and he turned toward the door. Ed popped out of the chair and pointed a finger at the colonel, but words failed him and he turned toward the door.