Ok, ok. This is gonna be a very strange story…. But please bear with me.
Inner Self: you have a sick twisted mind…..
Me: ignore that……
CHAPTER 1
"Fullmetal," Roy Mustang murmured. "You have a call waiting for you," he told the boy emotionlessly.
Ed furrowed his brow in confusion, and hesitantly lifted the phone. "Hello?" he asked suspiciously.
"Ed!" Winry chimed optimistically.
"Winry! What the hell?!" He yelled into the phone confused.
"C'mon Ed, don't be so surprised," she demanded sweetly.
"Fine, what's so urgent that you had to call Central for?" He got straight to the point.
"Granny Pinako told me it's time to replace your arm, and legs since you haven't broken it," She began. "You'll have an awful hard time if you don't come down here for some leave," She cautioned.
Ed groaned. "Fine….How long do I stay this time?"
"Only three days according to granny," She explained.
"Fine, I'll be over as soon as I can," He said, and hung up.
Ed rubbed his head. "So what did Winry want?" asked Al curiously. Ed held up his arm. "Maintenance," He said. Al could justify the purpose from there.
Ed sat stiffly on the train seat. "Man….. This is the last thing I want to do!" Ed whined. "Oh come on," Al persuaded. "It'll be nice to see Winry and Granny again…" he blushed. "You softy…" Ed yawned. "The train ride is long, and I can bet I'm in for it with that damn wrench…." He trailed off and shuddered. The wrench…He thought recalling the memories.
Al chuckled and was about to turn to Ed, when he heard a snore. "ED! You're asleep already?!" He shouted at his brother. Al sighed and peered out the window.
