Edward sat at the Rockbell kitchen table; head down on the table top, slowly drifting off to sleep. It had been a busy day, and Winry- as always- had tired him out. Between dodging wrenches and fearing for his life at each threat he was exhausted. The 16 year old boy's eyes fluttered closed and at that exact moment a hand connected with the back of his head.
He groaned in pain rubbing the back of his head as he sat up straight. He looked up to see Winry standing beside him and Alphonse, his younger brother, standing next to her in. Metal clanked as Al sat down and crossed his arms. The sounds of Hollow Armour clanking were more then familiar, but something seemed agitated about it. He looked at the two, now realise they were both Angry.
He sighed, "What did I do?"
"Me and Al where going through everything for your taxes, Edward." Winry stated, daggers fly off of each word, "You know, the stuff you have to pay for with your salary, witch of course you spent"
Edward gulped. Winry's face seemed a lot scarier now.
"and I was wondering…" Winry put her hands on Edward's shoulders
"How the hell does some spend over half a year of their salary," Winry's eyes locked with Edwards,
"…On GLOVES?!" She screamed.
Edward's ears rang, and he got slightly dizzy from the shock of the sudden noise. Winry then began shaking Edward
"You spent HUNDREDS of dollars on replacing those stupid white gloves time after time you ruined them? WHATS YOUR PROBLEM YOU DOOR KNOB?! You're lucky I don't skimp out on your automail for being this stupid!!" She stopped shaking him and he fell back in his chair to the floor
The Blonde boy laid there dazed for a moment then shot up. "HEY! It isn't my fault!"
"YES IT IS!!" Winry yelled back
"NO! I have to hide the automail, and if I wear just one glove Everyone will think I'm cosplaying Michael Jackson!!"
"THEN WHY BUY THE GOD DAMN WHITE SILK GLOVES EVERY TIME??"
"CAUSE THEY ARE COMFORTABLE!!"
"YOU ONLY HAVE ONE HAND!!"
"WHATS YOUR PROBLEM THE ONLY REASON ILL HAVE TROUBLE WITH IT IS CAUSE YOU ALWAYS WANT GOD DAMN TOOLS!!"
"We-" Winry began, but was cut off by Alphonse
"Please everyone, things will be fine, Brother and I will think of something"
"Its not about the money, Al," Winry said glaring at Edward, giving him slight chills, "Its about your pip squeak of a brother's spending habits!"
"Who you calling so small that he can use a cocktail Umbrella in the rain?!" Edward screamed
"I DIDN'T SAY THAT DUMB ASS!" Winry screamed right back
The two equaly stubbon blonde Teenagers argued back and forth. Alphonse just watched, till he heard the ever scarey word "Wrench" excape Winry's lips.
Alphonse Sighed, "Aunt Pinako!! They are at it again!!" and ran off in search of the small, strange haired woman