Trisha was throwing a big birthday party. It was Ed's, he was turning five. She ordered a bounce house, monkey, clown, and all the fun stuff.
On the day of, she had all of the neighbors children come over. The man had the monkey playing around and everyone was safe, so Trisha went into the front yard to have a few sips of tea with Sarah.
"Did you hear what Nelly's mother told me?" Trisha asked Sarah.
"No I didn't, what did she say?" Sarah asked Trisha.
"She said I was a bad mother, and that I allowed my children to do whatever they wanted." Trisha said.
"No way! You're a better mother than me! You should see the things Winry does with Pinako's wrench when I'm not looking." Sarah said.
"I thought she was right for a minute, one of the reasons why I threw this gigantic party for Ed." Trisha said.
"Your boys are good, they know how to do things their way." Sarah said.
"That's good because, I wont be around for very long." Trisha said sadly.
"Its alright Trisha. I am here for you, and so is Van." Sarah said, putting a hand on Trisha's shoulder.
"Enough about that, how is Winry doing, she's seven now right?" Trisha asked.
"Of course, you were at her birthday party, I think Ed made her something." Sarah said. They both laughed in memory of the small heart, Ed gave her.
Then all of the children came running to the front yard screaming for their mothers. All of them except Edward and Alphonse.
"What's going on?" Sarah asked Winry, who ran over to her.
"Mommy! The monkey is killing the clown!" Winry screamed. Trisha jumped up, and ran to the backyard to see, the monkey attacking the clown.
That evening, Trisha was with Hohenheim and the boys were in bed.
"I'm such a horrible mother." Trisha said.
"No your not. You're a wonderful mother." Hohenheim defended.
"I couldn't even protect my own kids from a monkey, what makes you think I can protect them from life?" Trisha asked.
"Trisha, all those other kids ran for their mommy's. Edward jumped in the bounce house and zipped it up, and Alphonse played dead. You taught your kids how to do things for themselves, and figure things out." Hohenheim said smiling.
Trisha smiled. "Your right. I love you honey." Hohenheim smiled back. "Any time sweetie."
I DIED righting this! So funny! I love how Al played dead.