AN: If I owned Fullmetal Alchemist...lets just say I wouldn't be writing fanfiction.
"Ya' know Ed, why don't you wear the military uniform? Isn't it required when you're a state alchemist?" Alphonse asked his older brother as they passed by yet another soldier in the strict blue military uniform as they walked through the Eastern Command.
Edward Elric looked down at his black and red assemble and replied:
"I may be working for them, but the military doesn't have that sort of hold on me. I'm a free agent doing whatever I want, and this outfit proves it!"
"All right….." Al said. He knew better than to disagree with his brother when Ed was in this agitated state. However, as the two brothers continued walking, Colonel Mustang's familiar voice came from the coffee room.
"Don't listen to your brother Al. They just didn't have a uniform small enough for him."
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BEAN SO SHORT YOU CAN SQUASH HIM WITH YOUR LITTLE FINGER?!?!?!!?!"