Welcome to Gender Benders! Yes, I used to be Trapt-Within, but I edited my old story and started over! Please enjoy, read, and review! 3

"Fullmetal," Roy Mustang murmured. "You have a call waiting for you," he told the boy emotionlessly.

Ed furrowed his brow in confusion, and hesitantly lifted the phone. "Hello?"

"Ed!" Winry chimed optimistically.

"Winry! What the hell?!" He yelled into the phone confused.

"C'mon Ed, don't be so surprised," she demanded sweetly.

"Fine, what's so urgent that you had to call Central for?"

"Granny Pinako told me it's time to replace your arm, and legs since you haven't broken it," She began. "You'll have an awful hard time if you don't come down here for some leave," She cautioned.

Ed groaned. "Fine….How long do I stay this time?"

"Only three days according to granny,"

"Fine, I'll be over as soon as I can,"

Ed rubbed his temples. "So what did Winry want?" asked Al curiously. Ed held up his arm. "Maintenance," He said. Al could justify the purpose from there.

Ed sat stiffly on the train seat. "Man….. This is the last thing I want to do!"

"Oh come on," Al persuaded. "It'll be nice to see Winry and Granny again…" he blushed.

"You softy…" Ed yawned. "The train ride is long, and I can bet I'm in for it with that damn wrench…." He trailed off and shuddered. The wrench…He thought recalling the memories. If he broke his automail, he got a wrench to the head. If he came back to Risembool after a long absence, he got a wrench to the spine. And if he said one wrong word to Winry, it was a wrench to the gut.

Al chuckled and was about to turn to Ed, when he heard a snore. "ED! You're asleep already?!" He shouted at his brother. Not warranting a response, he resigned to his fate of a lonely train ride; he sighed and gazed out the window. The scenery quickly changed from a bustling city, to quiet suburbs, to barren country land. Hours passed, with nothing rolling past the windows but green pastures and cows. It was a welcomed change of surroundings. But he was always going to miss the scent of the freshly cut grass, and humid air. The closer he got, the farther away they seemed to get.

Winry ran out the door of her small Risembool home, and greeted Ed with a huge hug. His jaw practically came unhinged. "No wrench…?" He thought with glee.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Winry recited as she reached into her pocket.

Ed leapt behind his brother defensively, as he waited for Winry to inevitably hurl her metal torture instrument.

To Ed's complete shock, she lifted a piece of paper and handed it to him. "Here," she offered warmly.

"Wh-what's this?" Ed asked as he unfolded the paper. "100,000 Sens!?!?"

"Ummm…. You still haven't paid Granny and me from the last time we fixed your automail," The mechanic explained cautiously.

"DON'T WE GET SOME KIND OF FRIENDSHIPDISCOUNT?!" he begged in dismay.

"Yes, besides you have plenty of money. You bought me all those gifts last time I visited." Winry replied innocently. Ed looked at the note again. "This can't be right!" He threw the paper at Al. He gaped at Winry for an explanation as he thought, "I would have preferred the wrench!"

Winry looked at her feet. "Well, Granny and I have been having somewhat of a hard time keeping a lifestyle here since you haven't been paying for your repairs,"

Ed realized Winry wasn't wearing her normal Black halter top and Cargo pants, she was wearing a short sleeved brown dress down to her knees.

"So that's why you look like a walking potato sack!" Ed exclaimed.

Winry's forehead throbbed as she dug in her pocket once more. Ed yelped, and tried to scramble to Al, but she had already pulverized him with the wrench. "Humph!" she grunted with irritation as Edward lay writhing on the ground. He couldn't even manage to omit a small "Damn you" before she was completely out of earshot.

Winry clutched the sack of money in her hand, smiling, happy tears streaming down her face. Ed had never seen her so grateful before, and wondered how bad she had it.

A short old woman entered the room casually, huffing on her small, wood pipe. "Welcome back boys!" Chimed Pinako.

"We already paid up, so fix my arm and get it over with!" Ed urged. Pinako sighed and nodded. "Alright…." Winry's attitude plummeted. "I'll get started," She confirmed, and retired to her room.

3 DAYS LATER

Ed was pleased with his new arm and leg. He bent it to the side and waved triumphantly. "Back to central, Al!" Winry frowned. "You're always in such a hurry to get out of here," She sounded sad.

"We'll be back," Al assured. "You know brother's going to break his automail sooner or later,"

Winry's eyes locked with Ed's in a fevered death glare. "DON'T YOU DARE GET A SCRATCH ON MY ART!"

After a brief moment of awkward silence, she escorted the boys to their final destination at the train station. Winry's eyes were glued solidly to the ground, as she fumbled with her hands nervously. Ed glanced over at her with concern.

"You ok, Win?" Al asked nervously. "Yeah…." She replied sheepishly. "I pulled another all nighter…" She explained, but Ed was still unconvinced. He'd seen her after all night projects, but she'd never seen her so beaten before.

Winry smiled glumly. "Looks like your train is-" she stopped mid-sentence, and put her hand to her forehead. "Winry?" Ed inquired with a steady hand on her shoulder. She slumped over and collided heavily with Ed's metal arm.

"Eh?" Ed stood dumbfounded at the platform to the train. "Winry?!" He cried repeatedly, his voice accompanied with the panicked pleas of Alphonse. Ed set her down on the ground, propped against Al's leg. "Brother, look!" Al pointed to a small glowing mark on Winry's upper neck. It was a circular lesion with crisscrossing lines and spirals that looked undeniably like a transmutation circle. Ed grit his teeth once the pieces fit together in his mind. Anxiously he outstretched his hand to her neck, tracing the lines, searching for an origin. "Ed……" Al warned nervously. Too late.

A flash erupted and Ed flew backwards a bit. "BROTHER!" Al cried as he knelt to the ground.

Ed sat up wearily and scratched his head. "Al…." He murmured sleepily. Suddenly his eyes widened in fear. Al looked around. "WHAT IS IT BROTHER?!" he reacted in alarm.

"Y-you're holding…… But…. That's me!" he cried in shock. Al froze, confused and disturbed by the words uttered from Ed's mouth.

Winry stirred and spotted Ed. She gasped too. "WHAT THE?!" she shrieked. They pointed at each other in unison and whimpered in distress, "THAT'S ME!" Al froze; dumbfounded. He looked at Winry. "Ed?" He probed with confusion. She answered, "Yes dummy, who else?!"

Al let out a chuckle that grew into hearty laughter. "Y-you two, switched bodies?!"

Ed and Winry let out muffled cries.

Ed's thoughts at that time were:

Oh my god…I can Winy naked!

Winry's thoughts at the time:

HOW THE HELL DO YOU GO TO THE BATHROOM IN THIS THING?!