Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, or any of the characters herein. They all belong to the almighty Hiromu Arakawa.
I'm so glad to be writing FMA fic, even if it's just a drabble series! If you have any constructive criticism, I would love to hear it.
Miles had, reluctantly, learned a lot about Kimblee while he was watching him. One of his more irritating realizations was that Kimblee always had time for fun. Normally this wouldn't bother him at all, but it seemed Kimblee's favourite pastime was annoying him.
Furthermore, Kimblee's hat had "fallen off" fifteen times. Miles had picked it up fourteen times. One time Miles decided to completely ignore the hat, and continued walking. Unfortunately, that seemed to amuse Kimblee even more.
However, the fifteenth time that damned hat fell to the floor, Miles learned that Kimblee didn't like reaching into the trash can.