Grandpa Universe In Multiverse

Alexander's office building.

Iroh was the general man in charge when Alexander and Dobby were not there and this happened a lot. he had full authority over everyone in the building.

He had changed a lot of things in the office and was loving his job. Every week, he would call a big meeting with all his staff. They would do yoga together and he would talk about life, and also hear about everyone's problems and give some advice.

"General, my wife always acts angry nowadays for some reason. Can you tell me why and how do I make her happy?" A soldier asked him.

His colleagues laughed but Iroh didn't and that made them shut up.

"Ah, women are hard to understand my friend, especially those that are in love. Tell me, when was the last time you took her out for a nice dinner or spent time with her at home? When was the last time you cooked for her?" Iroh asked.

The soldier couldn't reply as he didn't really remember when was the last time he did any of this for his wife.

"I don't remember, General. Besides, I'm so busy all the time that I sometimes can't even go home to sleep, let alone cook for her," he said.

Iroh stroked his beard and said, "Hmm, humans and animals may be different entirely, but one thing is the same in all, that is the thirst for love and attention. I'm giving you a one week leave, spend the time with her." Iroh offered.

"Oh, you have insomnia, my friend. Here, take this bag of tea and drink it before sleeping every day. Also, it is advisable to do physical exercise to tire yourself to sleep." Iroh advised.

"General, is smoking a joint bad?" Another question came. This one came from an anonymous voice.

"This... I believe that anything done in a limit is okay. But, there are things that can not be controlled if taken. However, a joint is not one of them. Taking it every once in a while in a few days is okay. It will refresh your mind." He said.

Soon, another man stood up. Iroh knew who this was. It was Hughes in his disguise.

"General, I really love my daughter and wife but I have not seen them in days. What should I gift them?" He asked.

Everyone around them murmured. How can the general know what would make his daughter and wife happy?

"I'm sure that anything you bring for them will be loved by them if they love you. Especially if you are meeting them after so many days. But do take some chocolates for your little daughter." Iroh advised him.

Hughes overzealously wrote everything in his pocket notebook.

"Ah, let's stop talking about this and do Yoga." He got up and started exercising.

...

Alexander went straight to the Central headquarters. Meanwhile, Mustang went on to notify Grumman about everything.

Mustang called Grumman on a direct secret line. Initially, he did not know the phone number but he found it hidden inside the chessboard gifted to him by General Grumman while he was getting transferred.

"Hello, General. The ship has sunk. General Universe will most likely be the new captain." Mustang said in a coded message. It was easy to understand but no one could blame him later for anything by for using such words as they could mean anything.

Grumman understood the meaning behind his words. So he laughed loudly. "Haha, finally. Good job, Mustang. Follow him closely and learn from him. I knew he was going to do something big, he just had that air surrounding him. Tell General that he has support from the East."

Mustang hung up after hearing that. ~So even he trusts the General. Well, I guess I will have to work harder to become the Fuhrer someday. Let's aim for the next spot.~

...

In the Armstrong estate, Major Armstrong called his sister to inform her.

"You useless musclehead, how could you get injured fighting just one guy, and General took down all of them. You had the chance to show your worth to him so that he could promote you later.

"Anyway, tell him that he has North's support." She scolded him and hung up.

...

Like this, Alexander already had the support from two regions of Amestris. But, it was impossible to get the same from South and West. Even though Alexander had stopped the wars, only the normal soldiers liked him and not the ruling ranks. The ruling ranks were still under the command of Fuhrer King Bradley and they were only loyal to him. Also, they were jealous of Alexander's rise to outrank them.

Alexander didn't really try to do anything to change such things. He knew that soon, all of these people would fall in line and if they still tried to act unruly then they would be thrown out of the Amestris military.

He went directly into the Fuhrer's office with Bradley still in his grasp. There, Alexander calmly read every corrupt record on Bradley. His extermination order of the Ishvalans was also there, along with many more such orders. These orders were meant only for the members of the Central Command.

He also read about many crimes committed by the members of the Central Command. All of them lived their lives like kings and broke any rule of the society they liked.

"You really went to any length to complete your Father's plan. But guess what, it all comes falling down now." Alexander said and injected something into his neck.

"That will be helpful for the next press conference. So many answers will be given to the people." Alexander said with not many expressions.

"What are you planning? I will not speak anything for you." Bradley told him.

"It doesn't matter. You will have the VIP seat for the upcoming event, that's for sure." Alexander mockingly replied and readied himself.

Soon, Alexander again grabbed Bradley by the next and took him onto the stairs of the Central Headquarters. A small podium was set there.

...

Scar had been on the run for the past few months. It had been a long and harsh journey. But, thankfully he had company from a girl from Xing. As she had saved his life, he had decided to accompany her to the Central on her request.

"Why do you even want to go there?" He asked.

"Oh, I must go there. My prince lives there, whom I must meet. I also need to know how to become immortal." Mei Chang said.

"Hah, another nutjob, chasing immortality. Suit yourself." Scar huffed. He also had a plan for himself in Central. He was going to go after the Fuhrer directly this time. Because, if the Alchemists of the Amestris were the ones who killed the Ishvalans, then the Fuhrer was the one who was pulling the strings of all those Alchemists.

...

There was another person who was headed to the Central. He was immortal and had lived his life in self-loathing and regret. But he knew he needed to stop the plot happening in the Central to save his loved ones.

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