Author's notes: Random stories based on pictures that I have saved to my computer...XD You can even give me pictures to write. :D
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA (because why would I write a fanfic if I did?), nor do I own the picture below...Nor any of the characters..
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Italics stand for: The Event
The Non-italics: Just Alphonse talking/writing.
Imagination
If you use your imagination, you can see that their faces, so close to one another's, were shaped like a heart declaring their love for each other. Neither of them would ever admit their feelings, but it's already so obvious. Even a blind man would be able to sense it! But if Edward ever heard me say that he'd definitely try to attack me regardless even if he knew it was true. Winry, on the other hand, would probably blush and change the subject dramatically or try to run away by fixing a certain automail for a certain someone. I never would've noticed it, until…
It was a rare occasion to see them show public affection for the other. Well, maybe it wasn't that public. As a usual visit back home, it began with a verbal accusation from Winry to brother about how he was mistreating her 'precious' automail again which led to the name calling…And a long story made short, I tried to interrupt them by entering my own opinion but they defend each other! I don't think I'd ever understand the two…
"Watch your step, midget. Or you'd break your leg too." Winry hissed.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MIDGET THAT'S NOT EVEN AN INCH TALL?"
"Hmm, I think someone's calling me, but too bad they're so short that I can't even see them." Winry replied shortly after Edward made his outburst for his height being insulted.
"IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT…ARG!" His comment was interrupted by a misplaced footing while trying to walk away. Winry said smartly, "I told you to watch your step."
Alphonse decided that he should calm the pair down before they actually cause any more havoc for the house…Like dents by the infamous wrench.
"Ah, brother! You really should take care of your automail more, like Winry said…" He said lightly, not to cause any trouble.
"It's fine, Al. You know I do reckless things anyways."
Winry muttered something that sounded like an apology and went over to help Edward off his bottom, "Just be more careful next time, Kay?"
Later, just before dinner, they had taken a walk together and I assume they sat by the riverside because that's where I found them. Their foreheads pressed against each other, and a smirk along both their faces. Oops, maybe I interrupted at a bad time. It's doubtful, though, for me to forget the image when they turned slightly to me with the small smiles that they exchanged.
Alphonse approached the subject carefully, "…Did something happen?"
"Huh?"
Winry turned to the armor, "Al, is it time for dinner?" When he nodded, the two stood and brushed grass off before heading back to the Rockbell residence…Leaving a confused Alphonse behind still trying to figure out what happened.