Fight!
"Come on, Al, is that all you got?" Edward Elric shouted, slamming his foot into his younger brother's chest.
Alphonse Elric slid back a little, but quickly recovered. "Fine, I won't go easy on you," he replied, swinging his left fist at Ed.
Ed blocked the punch with his right arm and brought his left arm up, again knocking Al back. "Yeah, right. Like you could ever beat me anyway," he said, cocky as always.
"Oh, you mean like I have the last, say, every fight we've had?" Al shot back, landing a punch on Ed.
Ed fell back against the grass. He jumped up quickly and swung his right arm at Al, who did the same. The punches connected and the sound of smashing metal echoed across the field. Edward seized that moment to shift his entire body weight to his left foot and spun around Alphonse. He hoisted Al up and hurled him forward. He was about to gloat when Ed realized exactly where he had thrown Al; that is, toward the river. Quickly, Ed clapped his hands together and dropped to the ground. Alchemical sparks flew and an earthen wall shot out, breaking Al's fall.
"Nice save," a familiar voice said behind Ed.
Edward spun around. "Mustang," he growled.
The Colonel nodded. "The one and only."
"What are you doing here, sir?" Alphonse asked, walking up to them.
"Any more of that and I think I'll be making sure your brother doesn't kill you."
"He was perfectly fine!" Edward shouted.
"That little dirt bridge there was barely what I would call a half-hearted effort, runt," Mustang replied, turning around.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A TINY LITTLE GRAIN OF SAND THAT NO ONE CAN SEE?"Edward exclaimed.
Mustang laughed and started to walk away. "Maybe one day you'll gain a few inches. Then maybe people will see you when you knock on doors!"
"You'll pay for that one!" Edward shouted, shooting forward. He brought his right arm up, intending to smash open the back of the Colonel's head.
Mustang spun around and snapped his fingers. The resulting explosion right in front of Ed sent him flying back. Growling, Ed stood and charged again. Mustang yawned and snapped his fingers again. This time the explosion came from under Ed, making him fall forward on his face.
"You're letting your anger get the better of you," Mustang said. "You won't win any fights that way."
Ed stood up and clapped his hands. "Oh? Then I guess I'll play this smart!" He slammed his hands onto the ground. Instantly, several spikes shot up from the ground below Mustang. He, however, jumped back, avoiding each one. With another snap, the spikes burst into flames.
Edward slowly walked backwards. "Oh, so you're just avoiding things now, is that it?" he taunted. He stopped walking the moment he felt the cool water splash onto his leg. Silently bringing his hands together behind his back, he waited.
"Oh, no, I could go on the offensive. Like, say, now!" He snapped his fingers.
Edward dropped down, his hands colliding with the water. Sparks once again flew, and a large stream of water shot forward, enveloping the explosion and the two alchemists.
Edward laughed as he stood up. He could see the colonel slowly walking forward. "What now? You're out of firepower, if you'll pardon the pun!"
"You underestimate me, Fullmetal," the colonel replied. "Water doesn't stop me." Mustang started rubbing his hands together, as one would do in the middle of winter.
Edward clapped his hands together and placed them on one of the larger rocks by the river. The stone shifted and a small pole of it shot toward Mustang. He watched in surprise as it exploded into fiery fragments.
Mustang laughed. "It's called friction, Fullmetal!"
"I'll show you friction!" Ed shouted, rushing forward again.
"Edward Elric!" a voice shouted.
Ed froze. "W-Winry?"
He turned to watch Winry walking down toward him. "You're tearing up my back yard." The sun reflected off of the wrench that Ed had come to fear and despise. "You've only been home four days and you're already fighting. That automail hasn't even been done twenty-four hours and it's already dented and dirty!"
Ed slowly backed away. "It-it's not like that! I-I didn't mean to…" Giving up on words, he bolted. Winry quickly gave chase.
Mustang laughed. "Serves him right. And now he's running away from that girl. Priceless!"
"Sir," another female voice said.
Mustang froze. "Y-yes?"
Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye walked toward Mustang. "What were you saying a moment ago?"
"N-nothing!" he stammered. "J-just thinking out loud, that's all."
"Good. Now come on, you have paperwork to do."
Mustang groaned. "You've got to be kidding!"
Riza glared at the Flame Alchemist.
Mustang instantly started walking."I was just having a little fun!" he said as they walked away.
Alphonse laughed as he watched the four of them go their separate ways. He heard the thud of metal on skull a bit ways and Ed shouting.
"Everything is back to normal. Well, as normal as it can be these days," he said to no one in particular as he walked back toward Winry's house.