A/N: I got fidgety in class. So I was thinking of how to become unfidgety. And then I came up with this :) (it's a little all over the place though)
And obviously, I don't own FMA.
"I just get so fidgety!" the golden-haired boy said, wriggling around on the grass. Beside him, the dog with an automail leg wriggled too.
...
A couple of hours later, golden hair was caked with mud, the dog's nose turned brown, and mysterious squeaking and sloshing sounds could be heard from each step the armor took.
"Brother..." the last began, but stopped at the blonde's brilliant grin.
"Hey, that was fun, wasn't it, Al?" He wished so desperately that he could return that grin, but metal remained locked into place on his helmet.
"Yeah!" he said, keeping his voice cheery. "But I won that one again."
"Aww, come on, you never go easy on me!' Edward Elric laughed, and an echoing chuckle came from the hollow suit of armor that was his brother, Alphonse Elric.
Hollow.
"Yeah." Ed now looked up at him now, eyes furrowed in concern.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing. Just..." Then a wrench suddenly came flying, and Al didn't have to explain anymore. Ed was turned away, shrinking in fear at his mechanic's voice.
"Hey, what have you been doing to my automail! Mucking around in mud, huh!? The water could damage the circuits!" Ed grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Yeah... But I just get so fidgety sometimes!"
Winry sighed and told him to get back inside so she could inspect his automail.