It is a known fact that Edward hates milk, right? Well what happens when he drinks milk...and likes it?
Winry Rockbell sat curled on her couch reading Crypted Hunters, drinking a glass of milk. When a blond haired golden eyed midget came in (had to do it!!) He was pouting.
"What's wrong Ed?" Winry asked.
"Mustang," Ed mumbled. Winry sighed and patted the spot next to her, indicating he should sit down. He did. Winry looked at him and sighed.
"I swear," she started. "You two bicker like an old married couple." She giggled when he gave her a glare. "What did he say this time?" She asked. He sighed and said, "He said the perfect ice cream flavor for me is midget mint." Winry didn't know whether she should laugh hysterically or beat Ed senseless with her, as Ed and Al called it, 'evil wrench of doom'. Maybe she should laugh hysterically WHILE beating him. Instead she sighed and took a sip of her drink.
"What are ya drinkin' Win?" Ed asked. She looked at him and said, "I'll give ya a hint. You dip your cookies in it." He looked at her with a blank stare. She sighed, and then got an evil idea. She had to hold in her maniacal laughter, it was that brilliant. She smirked and said, "Close your eyes." He did as he was told. She put her glass up to his mouth. "Drink," she said. Again, he did as told. When he swallowed there was know choking, gagging, or attempting to strangle her. Instead there was a: "Mmmmmmmm! This is good! What is it!?" He asked grinning.
"Um...Ed?"
"Yeah?"
"You have to promise not to freak out," she said looking at him.
"Why?"
"I just never thought you'd drink it..."
"Winry?"
"Just promise"
"WINRY!" He shouted.
"What?" She asked. Ed sweat dropped.
"I wont freak out just tell me," He said.
"Promise?" She asked.
"Promise," he repeated.
"OK," she said. "You drank...milk."
"WAT," Could be heard across the town.
