The Falling of Empress Malty

Chapter 14: The Security Council - I

"Well it's nice to see that Prince Alphonse is getting along  with the princess just fine" Rachel responds. "Oh! Speaking of love, I heard from our ambassador to Rome that Chairwoman Twilight Sparkle of India has gone to see Empress Malty".

"Gee, it's not like she is very diplomatic" Roy replies.

"But Sir, this is the 10th time this month!" Fanny adds.

"You're kidding?" Winry responds shocked.

"That's what I initially thought. But it is true!" Rachel exclaimed. "I mean, what the hell is going to happen to India if Chairwoman Twilight marries the empress?"

"Your majesty, with all due respect. But don't you think that is kind of a stretch" Steven asks, with many of the Russian delegation rolling their eyes.

"It is not out of the question nor out of the ordinary" A new voice bursts out. "One could assume that India would merge with Rome as did many of our kingdoms of our ancestors. Perhaps a new chairperson would rule of India. But perhaps, if any god willing... Rome will no longer have an empire". The delegates turn back again to see the Greek delegation has arrived. Enter Queen Melty, Sir Naofumi Iwatani who made that previous remark. And the current Greek Prime Minister, Ms. Raphtalia who is a demi-human. One could describe her as human with half-tanuki and half-racoon tendencies. Her kind has been marginalized in the Mediterranean region for many years under Roman rule until the Greek empire offered sanctuary during the Second International Catastrophe.

"Ah! Of course, the cynical words of Sir Naofumi Iwatani!" Roy Mustang responds. "And of course the Greek delegation under Queen Melty Melromarc, the better of the Melromarc sisters". Roy Mustang and the other non-royal delegates bow in respect. "And last but not least the Greek Prime Minister, Ms. Raphtalia. I haven't seen you much around here in awhile". Roy goes up and shakes Raphtalia's hand.

"Well, you know me Chancellor Mustang. I've been very busy running Greek Parliament. Trying to stave off Roman invasion and all that" Raphtalia replies.

"It is a tenuous peace with that empire, and I think I speak for everyone" Roy stated.

"I'm not expecting this peace to last any longer. One more tantrum from that bitch, and there will be an outbreak of hostilities of which we have never seen before. The scale of war has become too big for conventional warfare of the Third International Catastrophe".

"How so?" asked Steven. "The Thirds International Catastrophe is one of the most brutal wars we have ever seen".

"It was the world's introduction to advanced warfare. We fought with tanks, machine guns, fighters and bombers. Though conventionally we could have won that war, but that what that bitch launched absolutely shocked the world. Three nuclear ICBMs dropped on the Aztecs, Tlatoani Spongebob and his people may have survived, but they haven't recovered since that time".

"Well, that was when we had to issue the nuclear-proliferation agreement" Steven responded, "As due in part with the Treaty of Berlin".

"Is THAT really going to stop her from doing anything? She must have thousands of nuclear missiles pointing towards our homes. As soon as peace is interrupted, there will be no nation of which to speak of this blight". They knew that the empress had bent and broken treaties left and right, and that nuclear pact was no exception. War and retaliation could mean the end of humanity on earth.

"Well, in that case" A new voice boistered out. "We should do all that we can to de-diddly-ter war at all costs, but not to give in to the power of Rome". Again, same as the first, the delegates looked back to find the American delegation, President Ned Flanders with three others. The vice-president Randy Marsh, a man with thick, black hair with parted bangs, and a thick black mustache, the secretary of defense, Dr. Stan Smith, with a chiseled chin and black hair and the newest secretary appointed to the office of state, Dr. Peter Charles Patterson, who goes by his initials P.C. Patterson, a relatively young man with dirty blond hair and a beard.