Disclaimer: I don't own FMA!
Okay, I see this is my…sixth story? Wow.
These are drabbles based on Horselvr4evr123's profile sentences, which she got from Baroqueangel's drabbles…
Anyway, I'll take a cheap shot…
Anyway, I hope you'll read them! Because they're taking up space on my harddrive…*sob*
Cleaning Can Lead to a Bigger Mess
"F***," Winry swore, scowling. She put her oily hands on her hips and sneered at the pile of wrenches, screwdrivers, screws, nuts, bolts, and God knows what else. Wiping her hands on her apron, she almost decided to stop cleaning.
Because before she had started the fiasco, all of her tools were at least separate from each other. Now they were all in one tangled mess.
"How can metal get tangled?" Winry sighed, thinking out loud, "D.I.L.L.I.G.A.F! Do I Look Like I Give A Duck?"
The blonde laughed at Edward's favorite saying, then swore again at her tools, "Damn pile of junk."
Suddenly, she leapt into the pile, hugging a random spanner, "OH, you're not junk! You're-"
"Crap."
Winry's eyes darkened as the familiar voice rang throughout the room, "It's not crap, Edward Elric."
"Oh, yes it is."
"Then how can I fix your auto-mail?" Winry snapped, turning around sharply.
"By hand, you idiot," Ed laughed, leaning against the side of the doorway. Suddenly, he dropped, moaning and clutching his side.
"That'll teach you what crap is," Winry sneered, picking up the table leg she had thrown at her boyfriend and stepping over the bleeding mass that was once Edward.
Deadly Murder
"N-nii-san?" Alphonse backed up, putting his armored hands in front of himself. Here he was on a dark night at who knew what time, and he ran into his older brother, Edward.
Of course, he thought Envy had killed him. Alphonse hadn't gotten a chance to see whether or not he was alive or not.
And it wasn't that he hadn't gotten his body back. The armor fit Alphonse well now, and he felt comfortable in it. And now it was like old times.
Edward, short as ever. Alphonse, armored and glowing silver in the moonlight.
But something was wrong.
Ed's eyes glowered at Alphonse, like he knew he was hiding flesh under the metal covering. He seemed angry that he couldn't see Alphonse in his true, human state. But it wasn't disappointment in Edward's eyes. He seemed…disgusted, somehow. Like he wanted to touch the flesh under all that.
Ed slowly reached for his red jacket pocket. Alphonse realized that Ed's clothes were tattered and torn.
The elder brother pulled out a knife, covered with…dried blood?!
"What are you doing with that?!" Alphonse backed up again warily.
Raising the knife, Edward slowly advanced on his younger brother. Screaming, Alphonse striped himself of the heavy armor and took of running.
Sometime later in the night, a bloodcurdling scream rang throughout Central, and a river of blood flowed through the sewers.
Join the "Dogs of the Military" Club, Why Don't You?
Black Hayate panted.
Den panted.
The two black-and-white dogs stared at each other, panting, tongues lolling around their chins. Between the two, a puddle of drool accumulated at Fuery's feet.
"Aw, come on, you two. It's a hot summer's day, and you're dehydrating yourselves," Fuery wiped the grass again and scowled.
Breda walked out of the building, a stack of papers under his arm. When he saw Fuery and the two dogs, he screamed like Sciezka and took off running, arms pointed towards the sky.
Sighing, Fuery turned back to the two dogs.
Come on! Hawkeye-sama will take care of you just fine, Black Hayate barked.
Naw. Winry-sama and Pinako-sama are my owners, Den insisted.
Please! We can be friends! Black Hayate whimpered.
Friends? With a lowly dog like you? Den made a whimpering sound like a laugh, Why would I ever do that?
You're friends with humans. Why not me? Black Hayate stopped his panting for a moment.
Because humans are better than dogs, stupid military pup.
You just insulted yourself! Black Hayate laughed like a crazed man.
Den frowned at Black Hayate, and Fuery looked at Riza's dog, now worried that the dog had gone mad.
Please, Den-san?
No.
With dog treats on top!
No.
Stupid dog.
Hm…
Black Hayate blinked and smiled hopefully.
Nope. Den turned away.
"Aw, come on, guys, don't be mean," Fuery advised, wagging his finger although he had no idea what Den and Black Hayate were talking about.
I hate you! Black Hayate raced towards a window, then ran back and licked Fuery's boot, Yay, Fuery-san stepped in gravy and jerky again.
Idiot, Den huffed indignantly.
"Aw, Black Hayate," Fuery shook his head.
Opposite Love
Winry frowned, poking at a sunflower in her grandmother's garden.
Sunflowers. Despite how tall they grew, they remind me of him.
Winry's eyes closed halfway, and she caressed the bottom of the flower with both hands. She smelled the flower, and sighed with resent, "If only I were nicer to him…I could've…had that…kiss…"
She weeped. She was falling for Alphonse's old tricks. She was sure Alphonse and Edward were dead by now. She didn't know a lot about alchemy, and when Ed had told her that a soul cannot stay in another body for too long, she thought that applied to souls and different worlds as well.
She felt the air rip in half somehow-don't ask her how she knew that-and a sudden heavy weight threw her to the ground. Smelling the hair on the creature, she screamed…
"ALPHONSE!"
~*~
"So…you guys solved your problem, whatever it was?" Winry asked, sipping her hot chocolate.
She had suggested they moved into the kitchen as not to make a mess on the carpet, but she wanted the brothers to be comfortable.
"Yeah," Alphonse nodded happily.
Edward waved his hand in the air, "That's why we don't tell you things. You don't even know what they are. You assumed we couldn't stay in that world for long-pfft! We weren't there long enough to have anything done to us, anyway!"
"We were there for a year," Alphonse added.
"That makes you 25, Al. And Ed, you're now 26," Winry confirmed.
"Yeah," Ed nodded, looking up at Sally, the music player in Resembool.
They were sitting in the midst of a Christmas party.
Sally, who was Al's crush, sat down on Al's lap and kissed Al on the cheek, "Hello again. I'm glad you're back!"
Alphonse hugged Sally around the waist, "Me too."
"I don't think she's your crush anymore if you hug her," Edward smirked.
Al shrugged, "Long-distance relationships don't work well. I can't just come back…"
Sally laughed, "Let's leave these two alone. I have something to show you! I practiced some songs while you were away…" Sally dragged Alphonse into the kitchen, her short brown hair bouncing as she ran.
Ed and Winry looked at each other and laughed.
~*~
Almost everyone had left the party. It was nearing time for everyone else to go home, but the Elrics' closest friends and the Rockbells' distant family members had stayed a while longer.
Pinako looked up from where she was talking with Sally's mother, "You guys should go off to bed. Those youngsters Alphonse and Sally too."
Sally's mother nodded in agreement.
Ed shrugged, stood up, and stretched, "Oh well. Good night, Winry."
Winry stood up quickly, "Wait a minute. Ed, I need to talk to you."
"Er, okay," Ed turned around.
"No, in private," Winry rushed into the hall and faced him, crossing her arms and frowning.
"Er, o-kay," Ed shrugged and walked over to her.
"Well, ever since you left, I've been having nightmares. I was just wondering…" Winry touched her two index fingertips with each other every other second. She was nervous.
"You want me to sleep with you?" Ed guessed.
Winry hid her face under her bangs.
"Aw, geez…" Ed scratched the back of his head, "Fine. But I must warn you, I sleep in my underwear, and you're no exception."
Winry looked up at Edward and gave him a relieved smile. It wasn't that she didn't have nightmares…she loved him. She just wanted one night alone with him…
Walking into her bedroom, she turned around, "Don't look at me."
"What, you sleep naked?"
"NO!" Winry looked into the hall, then lowered her voice, "I just sleep in my underwear as well. Just don't look at me."
"Fine, fine," Ed took his shirt off.
Winry nodded, and simply slipped out of her clothes. Then she slipped into her side of the bed quietly and watched Ed slowly undress. At least he can't see me watching him in this darkness, Winry thought with relief.
Ed undid his brown belt and tossed it on top of his shirt, then slid out of his brown pants; the only thing covering his butt was his boxers now.
White boxers with thin, blue, vertical blue stripes? So classic. Winry sniggered in her mind, At least they're thin.
Then, Ed took off his white undershirt. Underneath was a sea of muscles, rippling all along his torso. Winry almost fainted, I'm sleeping with that?! No wonder he warned me…
"Are you going to whistle now, or what?" Ed turned around and spread his arms.
"Whistle?" Winry giggled.
"Al usually does. It's frickin' annoying," Ed smirked, walking around the bed. Then, he got under the covers and tackled Winry. She shrieked and laughed, glad that the door was closed. Winry kicked under the covers with laughter.
Ed smirked and held Winry around the waist. Then, something green and red caught his eye…
Winry looked up, and smiled, "Oh, that."
A green plant sprinkled with white hung above their heads. Red berries mingled along with the green-and-white.
"Can you guess what it is?" Winry smiled sweetly at her crush, but before she could turn around and give him a full view of her face, her lips were crushed by Ed's.
Wrapping herself in Ed's legs and arms, she returned the kiss passionately, "My sunflower."
Soot-Covered Diamonds
His eyes were as dead as burned out coals, but add the pressure of all the wrongs he committed to that familiar heat of his flames and beneath it all lay soot covered diamonds of determination to set things right.
Fwoosh.
Burned out coals…
Boom.
A flame's heat…his eyes…
BAM…
That was all Riza could hear during the Ishbal Rebellion. Roy.
Silver Sin
Though they looked liked the real things, moved nearly gracefully like the real things...they never would be. Real limbs don't reflect silver sin.
Hohenheim watched Ed as the last moments of his life imprinted themselves on his eldest son's brain. And on his middle son's brain.
"Envy…Edward…be nice to each other, okay?" Hohenheim murmured, his last words soft but echoing throughout the chamber.
"DAAAAAAD!" Edward screamed, tears flowing from his eyes.
"Sorry, bro. He's dead," Envy snarled, his sharp teeth raising out of Hohenheim's body.
"No…Dad…"
Author's Note: I suck at emotional drabbles. So if you don't like 'em, I apologize.
F***ing Sand
"SAND IS ALMOST AS BAD AS FRICKIN' WATER!" Roy jumped around in circles. Even Riza Hawkeye was laughing, her sadness and his flames forgotten.
"Naw, really?" Hughes murmured teasingly. Roy stopped his jumping for a moment to scream as a bucketful of water fell upon him, drenching him and his gloves.
"HUGHES! WHAT IF THE ENEMY ATTACKED THIS VERY MOMENT?!"
"I'll be damned," Hughes put his hand on his forehead to shade his eyes, and he looked in both directions, "If they are."
"HUUUUUGHES!" Roy screamed, jumping up and down like a bratty child.
Alphonse's Grave
Ed sobbed into Roy shoulder. Roy stared, his eyes glazed over, at Alphonse's grave.
Alphonse Elric.
16 years old.
A great friend, brother, and partner.
Ed suddenly looked up. He hadn't realized he was crying into someone's shoulder. And that person wasn't Winry. It was…
"Roy!" Ed jumped back, surprised.
"Don't step on a person's grave," Roy chuckled, eyes sad and narrowed with mourning. Tear streaks covered his cheeks, same as Ed's.
Ed's red nose twitched with anger, but it was soon replaced by tears in his eyes. The young blonde rushed forward and hugged Roy around the waist, crying his heart out. Roy rubbed Edward's back, "I'm here, Full-Edward."
It's Gone
Riza and Winry looked at each other, then at Roy and Edward, who were in suits and looking uncomfortable.
"Let's?" Riza smirked.
"Let's," Winry sneered evilly.
The two tackled their boyfriends, "NEVER LEAVE US AGAIN!"
A/N: This was random…
Can't Fool Pinako
"Shhh, Winry," Edward put a finger to his lips.
Ed was on top of Winry, and he was about to pull her black "shirt" off when…
"EDWARD! What, just exactly what, are you doing to my granddaughter?!" Pinako suddenly appeared beside the rose bush, hands on her hips.
Caught in the act, Ed stuttered, "I-I-"
" 'I' NOTHING! YOU GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Pinako looked angrier than a bull.
Sighing, Ed got up, "Sorry."
Winry quickly kissed under Ed's chin and murmured, "Aw, man…"
Sunsets and Candy Corn
"Wahhhhhh!" Al screamed.
"Again?" Trisha sighed and put her hand on her forehead.
Ed, standing before his mother, was shaking uncontrollably on the spot.
"I told you not to eat all that candy," Trisha scolded her eldest son.
"B-but W-winry g-gave i-i-i-" Ed smiled.
Alphonse wacked his brother on the back angrily, and Ed continued, "-it to me!"
"That's no reason to hit your brother on the head…again," Trisha crossed her arms and sat back in her chair.
Ed frowned and furrowed his brow, "Huh?"
"You hwit me on the hwead again, you widiot!" Alphonse screamed.
"Alphonse!" Trisha's eyes seemed to glow with anger, "Do not call your brother a…a…"
"Widiot?" Alphonse smiled.
Edward, still jittery, hit Alphonse on the head again, "NO SAY IT, NO SAY IT!"
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Al whined.
Winry looked up from her book, her Alchemeen costume beside her, "Please, can you be quiet?"
"Winry, please don't give any of your candy to Edward again," Trisha glanced over at Winry.
"Mommy told me it's bad for my teeth, and Eddy likes it," Winry shrugged.
"Eddy-eddy!" Edward grinned maniacally.
Alphonse sniffled.
"Please, can we just go through one year without an Alchemeen incident?" Trisha groaned.
Hohenheim opened the door of his now completely ruined study and looked in, "Anyone got more candy?"
I Bear Your Death's Pain
Winry-no, the new Lust-stood over Ed, her eyes sad. Her sharp claws were at Ed's throat.
"I'm sorry Edward," Lust cried, "It doesn't have to be like this. We can free each other of our burdens-"
"Just kill me!" Edward screamed, his body-which was filled with a fire-like, searing pain-convulsed and shook, "KILL ME, WINRY, DAMMIT!"
Lust's lip trembled, and she let her claws sink into Ed's throat. The shaking teen finally stopped moving, the light of life finally gone from his eyes.
Lust sunk down beside Edward, and covered her face with her hands, "Edward…I had too. I'm so sorry."
Grandparents
Hohenheim blinked, "No way. I'm a…grandpa?"
Edward looked up at his father, "Yup. As of this moment, you're officially…
GRANPA HOHENHEIM!"
Hohenheim sighed and chuckled, "Well, I am old."
"Dude, you're Xerxian. Of course you're old!" Edward grinned, his smile reaching the ends of his cheeks.
The baby, who was in Winry's lap, reached up and squeezed Hohenheim's finger.
"Well, are you going to name them?" Winry smiled at the baby boy AND baby girl in her lap.
Edward thought for a moment, looking at the baby girl, then the baby boy, then he said…
"Maeda and…Kondou."
A/N: Maeda's the girl, and Kondou's the boy. I got those names off Rum Monkey. I'm not planning to go through with those names, though. But if I remember, I might.
Thank you for reading! I'm doing 10 pages per part, and this one went onto the 11th page, but it's not like you can really tell the first time…right? RIGHT?! Okay, sorry.
Wait for Part 2!