Who wears the pants, again?
Author: littlechemist01
Word count: Exactly 249
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, but sometimes I wish I did. Summary: Winry is the boss, the decision maker and order giver; plain and simple. Post auto mail surgery.
Pairings: They haven't evolved yet; but if you squint Ed/Win. The trio's childhood etc. No time line really to follow, could go either way, manga or anime.
Rating: Oh my! I actually wrote a PG-13! No thanks to Ed's dirty mouth...
Authors Note: Many, many thanks to enemytosleep for beta! I did use some, hon!^_^

Even as children, the boys of the infamous "Resembool trio" knew who the boss of them was. It had nothing to do with age, or even gender. Winry was in charge and that was it. Even as they grew, the title remained Winry's. The boys would never admit it, but their childhood friend was actually quite good at making abrupt decisions.

Back when Edward attempted the forbidden transmutation; it cost the brothers more than they could ever bargain for. It was Winry who decided to make them whole again, at least physically. It was also Winry who began the arduous task of overseeing Edward's auto mail recovery, which was nearly as difficult for her as it was for him, given his stubborn nature.

So when the time came that Edward could eat food again post operation, Winry decided he would start with chicken broth no matter how much he protested.

"Damn it Winry! That's not even food! I want chicken soup, not broth!" Edward grumbled, wagging his only hand at the girl, in exasperation.

"No, Edward, You get broth! Soup has too much crap in it, and you'll just throw it up like you did everything else!" Winry spat, but grinned, in spite of Edward's scowl.

"Besides, I have the spanner in my pocket. It's brand new. You either enjoy the broth, or I'll break it in on you. I'd say the decision has been made, shorty, wouldn't you?"

Edward had no retort, because as always, she was the better decision maker.