Snack time was always one of Al's favorite parts of the day. Whenever he heard Trisha's voice calling them inside, he would race with Ed and Winry to see who could get to the table first. Usually, Winry and Al would be content with milk and cookies, while Ed would flat-out refuse the aforementioned beverage and try to drink something else instead, like juice. One day, however, the threesome had their snacks at Granny Pinako's, and Al could tell by the sneaky looks on their faces that the Rockbells were planning something.
Inside, Ed was glowering at a glass filled with a white, creamy substance set before him. "What the HECK is this?!" he shouted at Pinako. "You know that I HATE MILK!"
"But it's not milk," Winry replied.
"Is too."
"Is not."
"Is too."
"Is not."
"I'd bet an arm and leg that it is too."
"Is not."
"IS TOO!"
"No, it's not!" Granny Pinako finally stopped their bickering. "It may look like milk, but it definitely isn't. Looks can be deceiving, you know."
"But it still looks like it! I'm not touching that stuff!" Ed protested.
"Edward Elric, I command you to drink it. NOW." Winry tried to sound as menacing as her young voice would allow her to while reaching for the toy wrench in her back pocket.
"Even if you hit me with that, I still won't drink it!" Ed replied bravely, or foolishly, as Al thought. Everyone feared the Almighty Wrench. After a few seconds, Winry decided not to use her wrench and instead looked at Ed, a triumphant smirk on her face. "Tell you what, "she said sweetly and persuasively, as if offering a bribe. "I'll probably marry you if you drink it."
Ed blushed slightly, remembering that argument that he and Al had a few days before. Eventually, he went against his better judgment and drank a mouthful of the liquid.
"Yuck! What is this?!" he exclaimed. Meanwhile, Winry was doing a sort of victory dance that strongly resembled Caramelldancing. "We did it, Granny! We did it!" she shouted. "We finally made Ed drink milk!"
"But you said that it wasn't milk!" Ed replied, furious.
"It's not really milk, "she admitted, "but it's close enough. Haven't you ever heard of soy milk? Or are you too little to know what that is?"
"Wait!" Al interrupted. "You were planning this all along, Winry, I knew that. But why didn't you let me help?" He was a little jealous that he couldn't scheme against his brother too.
"Poor Al, you're too innocent," Winry replied with a smile. "And besides, you're a terrible liar. You'd just let the cat out of the bag!"
"BUT I TOLD YOU THAT I HATE MILK! AND WHO'RE YOU CALLING SHORT ENOUGH TO PLAY JUMPROPE WITH A PIECE OF STRING?!" Ed was really, really mad.
Winry, Al, and Pinako simply laughed and ran out of the house while being chased by Ed, who was shouting insults all the way.
Author's Note: Well, this is technically the first FMA fanfic I've written…was it okay?