Tiny Mini Skirts!!!

What was he supposed to do?

Like Hell he would reveal this to anyone, far less a superior officer. If they didn't think he was crazy and tried testing out the book themselves, who knows what any one of them would do. Even General Grumman; Mustang respected him greatly, but he was the last person who needed this kind of power. Anyone, really. There was no one who wouldn't be corrupted with this power.

Should he destroy it...? He couldn't do that, could he?

What if he could use it for good? After all, he's been working all these years to make a better Amestris and, with this random gift falling into his lap, he could literally write his visions into reality. He could become the Führer by tomorrow, theoretically speaking. Why stop at Führer? If this book held no limitations, he was basically playing God, wasn't he?

What he was not going to do was abuse it. No, absolutely not. Somehow, this book found its way to him, so it was his responsibility to treat it responsibly. He was no God and would not let himself become a mad king of the world.

But... Perhaps another little test of the waters? Just to see what it can do and if there were any limitations to it.

Yeah.

But the question of 'What?' once again arose. It couldn't be something wide-scale or something that interfered with the fabric of day-to-day life, but it should be something that he'd notice.

Maybe something involving the military offices, then, like changing the colours of their uniform from blue to pink for a day? That would fit his criteria, but... Roy wasn't sure. It seemed a bit boring, didn't it?

Now that he thought about it, he did always have a little joke prepared about what his first policy as Führer would be, once the day came, and a playfully devilish smirk sprouted on his face as inspiration hit.

He wrote:

"At 17:00 today, Eastern Command will receive word from Central Command Centre, saying that they will be issuing in a new uniform policy across the entire military. Starting tomorrow, all of the female officers will be required to wear tiny mini skirts. Each female officer will receive two new Amestrian Military Mini Skirts, delivered at their places of residence before the end of the day."

Damn himself! He was no different from Grumman. This does sound like the very thing he'd dream up. However, it fit his criteria perfectly. It was timed, partly as a test and partly so he'd have five hours or so to wait and prepare. It was centred on the Military, so it was a relatively isolated change. It wasn't too outlandish, since skirts are already an option for female personnel; now it would just be mandatory and a little shorter. Then, of course, it was just fun.

One part thought of how humiliating and degrading such a policy would be for the Lieutenant, while another part of him really wanted to enjoy the mental images that now danced across his disgusting head. Lieutenant Hawkeye trotting, showing off her legs. He imagined how she'd look kneeling down to fire a rifle wearing something like that. Not just her, but her friend, Rebecca... and it would also include the Major General Olivier Armstrong, wouldn't it? He could imagine the hellfire she'd inflict on him, once she finds out about this new policy and moreover how dead he'd be, if he is discovered to be the culprit.

It's fine, he soothed himself.

It's just a test. It's temporary. If it poses a serious problem, he can just undo it, couldn't he? Maybe he can make everyone forget or make it so it didn't happen at all.

If so, maybe he can dare to have a little bit more fun with it. After all, he wouldn't want the women to feel uncomfortable or upset all day tomorrow. Luckily, he could remedy that.

"Regardless of what their thoughts and feelings are about the new uniform policy, all female officers will nonetheless comply and wear the skirts tomorrow. When any female officer wears one of the mini skirts as part of her uniform, her feelings will change thusly:

• she'll love the way she looks in the mini skirt;
• she'll love how other female officers look in the mini skirts;
• she'll adore the attention she gets from wearing the mini skirt;
• she'll adore the attention other female officers get from wearing the mini skirts;
• she'll believe that she was wrong to doubt this new policy;
• she'll believe that this new policy is a huge benefit;
• she'll be super up-beat and happy."

There! He'll remove the rule at the end of tomorrow, he promised himself. As for now, he'd enjoy a leisurely lunch (the first in a while, since he'd normally be so busy that he'd have only a few minutes to eat during a rushed break) and wait for the news to come in.