A/N: Another switcheroo TT^TT I BLAME MATTHEW stupid boys with stupid ideas…

Alright, the couple being switched now is Winry and Armstrong. Yes, you just died.

"FAREWELL, ELRIC BROTHERS!" Alex Rockbell grabbed both boys close, choking Ed on his muscles. Al was thankful that he didn't really have to breathe in this armour.

"Come back and visit us sometime, Ed, Al."

"We will! Thanks for fixing my automail!"

Alex finally released his stranglehold. "Good luck on your journey!"

"Bye!" Ed and Al departed, Ed's steel limbs newly rejuvenated. Once they were on the train, Ed gave a sigh.

"Jeez, that's one reason I want to get our bodies back…no more having to go see Alex and Aunt Pinako…"

"Alex isn't that bad…"

"No, he isn't. He's just WEIRD! And over-muscled!"

Al chuckled, a tinny sound that echoed through his armour. "You're right, though it is impressive."

"ED! AL!" A blue-outfitted figure attacked Ed, effectively glomping him.

"Heh…hi, Armstrong."

"Thank goodness you got your arm fixed!" The excitable military mechanic started examining his arm.

"Heh…sorry you were busy, so you couldn't do it."

"Me? Make your automail? No, every mechanic has their own style. I focus on use as a weapon, because that's what military automail users need, but your Alex works more towards streamlining and lightening it." The major shook her head frustratedly. "I wish I could figure out how to do both…"

"Um, Major?"

"Yeah-huh?"

"Why are you on the train?"

"Me?" Winry Armstrong chuckled nervously. "Just…supervising some shipments…he he…"

Ed grinned. "Okay then. I won't interfere with your work," he said with only good intentions.

Alarmed, Winry tried to rectify her mistakes. "Oh, uh, don't worry about interfering, I checked out all the passengers, they're all okay so heh, interfere all you want, in fact, please interfere, I'm bored!"

Al, the only one who seemed to know why Armstrong was always so flustered around Ed, mentally rolled his eyes.

Winry slid in beside Ed. "So, Fullmetal, are there any girls in Rizenbul you have your eye on?"

"Huh? Me? N-not really?"

"In Central?"

"I-I really don't have time for romance, not with looking for the Philosopher's Stone…"

"Who says?"

"Me!"

A vein twitched in her forehead. "That's not healthy, a teenage boy with no interest in romance, not dating anyone…"

"Oh yeah? You're only four years older than me, and I don't see you going out with anyone!"

"That's not true! I've gone out with Havoc – and Mustang by default – and Broche, and…lots of guys!"

Alarmed, Ed asked, "What about the frat laws?"

"They just mean you have to be discreet, that's all."

"R-really? I thought…" He suddenly relaxed. "Okay, that's good then."

"So there's someone you wanted to ask out?" Winry's eyes sparkled.

Ed became nervous again. "Um, well, they're older than me by quite a bit, so…"

"Four years isn't that much, not when you're mature for your age – except when you're around the Colonel, anyway…"

"F-four years?" stammered Ed. "It has to be at least eight or nine years!"

Winry froze. "You think I'm twenty-three?"

"You? I meant Hawkeye!"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!"

A/N: Hehe, kinda making fun of EdWin ^^ and EdxRiza as well XD Sorry for the blasphemy *sigh*