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Summary: Al is back in his own body and everything seems back to normal… except Ed.
Author's Notes: First person PoV with Ed. The chapters are meant to be short.
First Sin: Gluttony
Stretching out from a long day's work, my brother Alphonse smiles brightly in my direction as he tells me how relieved he is that the day's work is done.
The words… I hear them and nod my head with a smile, yet for some reason I don't really hear them. His mouth moves, but it's like my ears are muffled and my eyes blurred.
He calls my name, and my senses suddenly return in a rush. Maybe I'm just tired. Al asks if I'm ok, I nod in hope to reassure him, but his worried look doesn't go away.
Hand gently against my forehead, he checks to see if I'm sick or something. Half-laughing, I told him I was just hungry. A smile returns to his child-like face as he runs out of the small study.
It's been less than a year since my brother Alphonse got his body back. And I kinda feel like I shouldn't have done anything. His memories of our journey together, wiped out, because of me.
My promise. Thinking about it, all I can do is smile, because I can see my brother… my own flesh and blood… laughing, breathing, living…
I can hear him call from the kitchen followed by Winry. Winry… she was like my crutch throughout my life. Always there to help me up when I fall.
Her and Pinako gave us a home when we came back. We objected at first but the two insisted it was their turn to bare the weight of things.
It was an odd feeling being back. Back in our hometown, the one we shared so long ago with our mother. Thinking about it, I can feel an emptiness in my chest.
Setting my random scribbles of alchemy ingredients and circles to the side, I went to meet the two happy-go-lucky members of the family in the kitchen, wondering what Al had cooked up for lunch this time.
Winry was the first to greet me in the kitchen. Behind her, Al was neatly setting the table for lunch. Al loved to cook. Everyday he'd try a new dish, saying it was the same as alchemy, just a bit easier.
In truth, Alphonse never really like alchemy. I think it was the mystery behind it that caught his interest. But that's ok… I feel better knowing that my brother isn't going to do something stupid like I did.
Smiling, I take my seat at the table with Winry while Al brought today's dish to the table. Her eyes sparkled as she drooled over the food.
As usual Al cooked more than enough to feed the military… ok so that's an exaggeration… but it was still a lot for the three of us to eat.
I watch the two of them eat, talking about their days between mouthfuls. They seemed to shine with some kind of lighthearted aura I couldn't really begin to describe.
Sadly, I had to hold back my laughter whenever Winry shoved a forkful of food into her mouth. And she clams to be lady-like? Ya, right…
About ten minutes into the meal, the two turned to look at me, their faces slightly worried about something. I smiled, asking them if something was wrong. Winry gave me one of her motherly looks, pointing at my place, asking in turn why I wasn't eating.
Looking down, I noticed I hadn't touched a single thing on my plate. It was strange… I was hungry, yet I didn't feel like eating anything. Without thinking, I told them I wasn't as hungry as I thought I was.
Trying to play an honest smile, I challenge the worried looks on their faces. I really don't like it when people do this to me.
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