I mentioned before that there was an omake in progress for this fic (Causmicfire and I are staffers at the same anime convention, and subsequently spent the weekend writing a serious and a comical version of the same prompt). This is the omake of Nobody Needs to Know. To make it legal, there is a preview below! Delete the spaces to get to the story =3 OR go to my profile and choose my favorite authors; Fire is there too!

This is really funny, by the way. Fire helped me IMMENSELY with my fic, and part of what kept me from being hysterical (the upset kind) while writing was hearing about this. Shenanigans ensure so you should really go read it! (Also: this is NOT from the beginning of the fic!)

Breda shook his head in disagreement. "Not plausible."

"He's a veteran of Ishval, he would have seen plenty of blood there," Fuery reasoned.

"Not necessarily," Havoc quipped through a mouthful of hot dog. Breda raised an eyebrow and gave Havoc a 'well get on with it' look.

"He uses flames, he never had to see blood in the aftermath or during battle," he explained.

Fuery noticed that, by now familiar, glint in Breda's eyes, and decided to be the instigator this time.

"I'm not convinced," he spoke up.

"You want to bet on it?" Havoc dared, sure he could finally win a bet. He smiled as he thought of his inside information.

"You're on," Fuery agreed, grinning as Breda gave him a nod of approval.

Breda cleared his throat. "I'm going to have to agree with the Corporal on this one."

Havoc shrugged indifferently. "Okay, so here's what's going to happen. I'll cut my finger, just a little cut. Not so much that it goes everywhere, but enough to get some blood on a paper that I need to give to the Colonel. So that when I give it to him, he'll see my bloody finger and the bloody paper, and then the fun begins," he explained, grinning in anticipation of seeing Mustang act like a little girl.

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