Disclaimer: I forgot to do this last time, but I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
A/N:
Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I uploaded this onto my Doc Manager and then forgot to update the actual story. Gommenasai!
Chapter 1 – Tinkering
The people in her cabin stared at her fitting the gears and bolts into a complicated–looking contraption. The other passengers were amazed at how light and quick her fingers were as they flitted from place to place. They all looked up once in a while, and saw that she wasn't even looking at her object. Instead, she gazed out the window, deep in her daydreams and thoughts.
Her name was Winry Rockbell and she was a mechanic. At least, that's what she liked to be called. If she were being honest with herself, though, she'd say she was a tinker. Because that's what she did.
Her hands stopped flying over the metal parts as the train slowed to a sop, and slowly gripped the stone ring hanging around her neck n a fine sliver chain. She twistrd the ring, like she always did when she was nervous. She shook the thoughts out of her head, though, as the static-y voice announced she had arrived at Central.
She hastily gathered her bags and jammed her straw hat on top of her head. She stood up, metal bits and pieces spilling to the floor. Hurriedly, Winry ran out of the cabin and jumped out of the train onto the platform.
The tinker unfolded the crumpled paper in her hand carefully, smoothing out the many creases. She read the address slowly, letting the spidery words on the paper sink in.
32, Tennabee road. Central.
A/N:
Sorry for all the really short chapters, but it's the best way I write. Really am sorry!