I've returned with another story! Just a quick note before I start. My pattern of writing usually jumps between parody and original ideas. I started writing here with a parody (Ed in Wonderland) then moved on to an original idea (Kidnapped). So here's another parody! Enjoy!
It was a bright and beautiful day in the country and Winry was taking a quick moment after having just woken up to open her window and breathe in the crisp morning air. It was wonderful! She closed her eyes and thought of all the different ideas she was going to implement on her new project. She quivered in anticipation of all the intricacies she was planning and quickly dressed in her usual black shirt and grey overalls. She tied her hair back and tied a bandana around her head before grabbing a toolbox and running downstairs. She skidded to a halt as she came to the kitchen, seeing they had visitors again.
"What are you guys doing here?" She asked, instantly suspicious.
Ed and Al looked at each nervously. Ed was sitting on the right side of the table with his right arm hidden under the table. He was turned to the right just enough so she couldn't see his arm.
"Or lack thereof." She thought bitterly.
They both quailed as they saw the venomous look in Winry's eyes. Ed gave his brother one more quick glance before saying, "It's actually a funny story Winry. You see…"
WHACK!
Ed keeled over as Winry's faithful wrench slammed directly into his forehead. Al instantly got up and leaned over the table to see Ed twitching on the ground, a trickle of blood running from his forehead. Al quickly went around the table and helped Ed stand up. Ed rubbed the blood off his forehead and glared at Winry.
"What the hell did you do that for?"
"Why do you think you idiot?" She yelled back, getting up, or down, whatever, in his face. "The only time you ever come to see me is when your arm is totaled! So what happened this time? A fight with a serial killer? A dangerous obstacle in your search? A non-human entity bent on immortality? What?"
"It was nothing like that Winry." Al quickly said, cutting Ed off before he could get started.
"Then what happened?" Winry said, sitting exasperatedly.
"Well…" They both said.
Flashback
Ed and Al stood just outside the Eastern HQ in an alley in the poring rain. Ed had gone back to check in to see if Mustang had returned from the South, but he was still down there. He had sent another postcard to Ed, but it was just more of the same threats. Ed had crumpled it up and wasn't worried about it.
"At least I'm off duty until he gets back." Ed said, resting his back against the brickwork of the building. "It's nice not to worry about the Military."
Al didn't say anything. Ed looked down the alley and saw Al bent over something. Instantly his "Al's got a kitten" sense started tingling and he marched over to the giant suit of armor. He waited until he was right behind Al before yelling out, "What are you doing?"
Al jumped up in surprise, slamming his chest plate back into place. He glanced fearfully over his shoulder as he snapped the plate back into place. Ed crossed his arms and repeated his question.
"N-nothing!" Al said defensively. "You don't always have to be so suspicious brother!"
Ed sighed and said, "I wouldn't have to be so suspicious if every time you saw a kitten in the rain you picked it up!"
"Well, I didn't this time. I promise you I don't have a kitten."
Almost on cue a purring sound was heard from within Al. He broke up in a sweat. Ed tapped one foot, his eyebrow raised.
"Well…maybe…"
Ed didn't wait for him to finish. He grabbed Al's chest plate and started undoing it.
"Ed, no don't!" Al cried out grabbing his brother's mechanical arm.
"Al we've been through this a thousand times! Just let the kitten go!"
"No! Not this time! We're keeping this one!" He tightened his grip.
"No means no Al!"
"NO!" He pulled Ed's arm away from his chest plate.
A horrible metal squealing was heard as Ed's automail arm ripped out of its socket. Ed was too shocked at what he saw to feel any pain. They both stared in horror at the now limp piece of metal. Al turned slowly to look at Ed.
"Winry's going to kill you!"
End Flashback
Winry stared at the brother's in disbelief.
"You're kidding right?"
They shook their heads. This was dead serious. Winry sighed and knocked her head onto the table. She knocked her head against the wooden surface again and again before standing up and saying, "I'll have it done by tomorrow."
And so with her plans dashed against the proverbial rocks, Winry dejectedly climbed the stairs to her workshop where she began working on a replacement arm for Ed. She heard muted conversation coming from downstairs. It only lasted a few minutes before she heard the front door open and close. The sounds of Al's clinking armor floated in on the breeze. She glanced out the window and saw the brothers sitting under a nearby tree. She sighed as she watched them. It never failed. Winry was always happy to see Ed and Al, but the only times they ever came was when they needed her to make something for Ed. After Ed told her what he wanted he and Al went outside for however long it was going to take and Winry shut herself up in her workshop where she toiled away for hours before reattaching Ed's broken limb, or limbs, and then they were gone again. They hardly passed a friendly word or had a normal conversation about what was going on in their lives. That was another thing Winry hated. Those two always kept secrets from her! Just thinking about all the times she had worried her hours away wondering whether or not Ed and Al were dead or alive or in some kind of mortal danger made her blood boil!
She tossed down the screwdriver she had been using and slammed her hands down on the bench.
"That's it! I've had enough! I'm going out and those two can just wait for their repairs!"
So Winry left her room and opened the back door. Instantly Den heard the door opening and came running. Winry smiled at him and said, "You want to go for a walk Den?"
Den barked in agreement and Winry laughed. They both headed down a path in the back of the house towards town. They wouldn't be seen by Ed or Al until it was too late, and she wasn't planning to go all the way to town anyway. Just a nice long walk to clear her thoughts and focus back on the repairs. Winry never leashed Den and Den knew never to run too far ahead of her. Down the winding dirt path the pair went occasionally stopping for Den to do his business against trees or bushes. After about a mile out, the wind started picking up and dark yellow clouds started gathering in the sky. Den whined and his tail hung between his legs. Winry looked concernedly at the clouds and said, "We should probably head back Den."
Den whined and ran back towards the house. Winry hurried to catch up to him. Meanwhile, back at the house, Ed and Al were staring up at a frightening sight in the sky. A huge cyclone was twisting down from the sky directly towards the house! Thinking fast, Ed clapped his hands and placed them on the ground. A small trapdoor appeared and he flung it open revealing a small shelter.
"Come on Al, get in! We have to protect ourselves!"
Al looked down at his brother jumping into the shelter. "But what about Winry?"
"There's nothing we can do about her for now! She's resourceful, I'm sure she'll think of something!"
Al looked worriedly out towards the horizon, hoping to see Winry run up. But she didn't and he knew he was going to get hurt, in a sense, if he stayed outside, so he jumped into the shelter and closed the small trapdoor, which disappeared as soon as it was shut. Just as the trapdoor disappeared, Winry appeared on the horizon, running towards the house. Den barked at the swiftly descending cyclone and Winry shrieked in fear. They didn't get many storms like this in Resembool, so they'd never thought to build a storm cellar. Winry quickly ran into the house with Den and tried to think of the safest place. Then it came to her! The regular cellar, of course! She quickly ran to the basement door and wrenched it open. Just as she opened it, the cyclone hit the house. The wind was nearly deafening for poor Winry and she nearly toppled down the stairs, banging her head hard against the door frame. Tears sprang into her eyes, but she wiped them away and glared down at the basement. But the basement wasn't there. Where the basement had been there was now just a swirling vortex of dirt, debris, and shrieking wind. Winry's heart thumped loudly as she realized the entire house had been lifted off its foundations and into the cyclone! She slammed the door, cutting off most of the noise and ran upstairs to her room, nearly tripping over the bed as it slid across the floor. The house jerked and tipped from side to side and Winry scrabbled to find something to hold on to. Suddenly, her stomach leapt into her throat as the house began to fall. Den panicked and jumped on top of Winry. She hugged Den and closed her eyes until she felt a sickening thump as the house crashed to the ground.
Winry slowly looked up and around. Everything in her room was in disarray, but she had expected that. She checked herself over to make sure she didn't break any bones, and then stood up carefully. She felt fine except for the pain in her head from hitting the doorframe and a little soreness from the jostling house. She ran downstairs and found the rest of the house in about the same shape. With Den at her side, she opened the door to the house to see the damage the cyclone had wreaked outside. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she saw not the rolling hills and calm mountains of Resembool, but a harsh unforgiving desert with several shabby looking tents and tenements set up all around her house. She looked down at Den, who tilted his head at her.
"Den, I don't think we're in Amestris anymore."
Ending Note: Yes! Back with more parody action! I hope you'll enjoy this, as I'm having a good time writing it. Please be kind in your reviews and don't flame, because I won't read it.