A.N Why do you guys hate Princess so much? Not one of her stories have been reviewed, while I'm getting like two a chapter! We both worked really hard on this and would appreciate it if you dropped us a review, even if it were to say 'this sucks, don't write any more' it would still let us know how you guys fee about the story.

Alright, rant over, now it's Psycho's turn.

Ed's P.O.V.

"Sorry I hit you that day."

I watched as Al clanked down the hallway and the stairs to help Winry make breakfast. I turned back into mine and Al's room to put on a white tee-shirt and black pants, which was hard to do one handed. Then, I walked down the stairs with my plastic replacement leg clunking every time I took a step.

I had grown again, only an inch or two, but I still grew, so my automail needed to be refitted. I think Winry was glad to see that for once my automail wasn't smashed to pieces or hanging, non-existent from my arm or leg stump.

In the kitchen, Al and Winry were making large plates of eggs, sausage, and toast. I sat down at the square wooden table to watch them finish cooking. At the same time Al and Winry finished the food, Granny came in with Den following behind her, his metal leg making a much louder clunk against the wood than my plastic replacement.

"Morning Granny." Al and Winry chorused as they laid down the plates of food on the table. I nodded to her as she sat down across from me.

"I know we're leaving for Central this afternoon Brother," Al started as he watched us eat. "But what are we going to do until then?"

I put down my egg covered fork as I thought about Al's question. I normally have something planned, but I wasn't in the mood for running around today, especially with my arm and leg being worked on, so I didn't have anything planned.

"Well, we could just wander around town and see what happens, I'm not really in the mood for an adventure today."

"But Brother!" Al protested as I grabbed my fork with my left hand and started eating. "You're always in the mood for an adventure: you're an adventure addict!"

My face grew hot at Al's insult. "Am not!" I shouted hotheadedly.

"Yeah, you kinda are, Ed." Winry agreed with a laugh as she munched on her toast.

My blush grew deeper as I realized they were right. That didn't make it okay for them to tease me, though. I shoveled the rest of my food into my mouth to avoid anymore conversation. We ate in silence until almost all the food was gone.

"Well, I know what I'm doing today." Winry stated as she got up from the table and walked over to the sink with her now empty plate. "I need to stock up on more parts before I start tuning up Ed's arm and leg."

"If you're going to be out restocking parts, that means I'll be here attending to any customers until you get back." Granny Pinako said.

I got up to help Winry with the dish washing and from the corner of my eye, I saw Al walk off with Den and Granny Pinako.

"What are you two going to do today?" Winry asked me as she grabbed the dish soap from a cupboard above the sink.

I shrugged in response to her question. "Like I said to Al, just wander around and see what comes our way. We haven't been out here in so long, and it's been awhile since Al and I have done nothing, we're always in motion. Plus, with all that's been going on lately, something interesting is bound to come our way." Winry laughed when I said that, and that got me laughing, until we were both rolling on then floor in a large fit of laughter.

"So, when are you and Al going to start your long day of nothing?" Winry asked me when she and I had caught our breath.

"As soon as Al gets back from wherever he went." I told her, and at the same time Al came clunking into the kitchen.

"Come on Al." I told him. "it's time to go out and enjoy a long day of nothing before getting on the train and having to sit for hours."

"Okay." Al said and followed me out the door.

We walked down the path from Winry's house to the main part of town. It then struck me how small Resembool was compared to places like Central, where me and Al usually hung out. It also occurred to me how long it's been since me and Al took a walk together. We were usually so busy, Never having time for something as simple as a walk.

It was nice out, sunshiny and everything, I liked it. So did Al, even if he couldn't feel the warm breeze sweeping up the dirt path like I did. Man, life must suck for him. I sighed at that thought. When we were little, Al was the "innocent cute brother," and I was the " evil cute brother."

Al's smile (especially when he was young) were always full of innocence, I think that was why Al always one the fights when Mom got to decide. Our distant family would always squeal over him when they visited, which I didn't mind-being hugged is not my best subject. To think of it now, how mad would they be if they saw him now. . .incapable of smiling. I frowned. I bet within five minutes of finding out, they would scream about how I killed the little angel. Ha, ha.

"Lovely weather, huh." Al said, even though he couldn't feel it.

"Yeah! It's awesome." I said, trying to think happier thoughts.

Silence. . .

Silence. . .

Annoying silence. . .

"Hey, Al," I started.

"Yes Brother?" He said cheerfully. . .as always

"You know I love you, right?" I said with a smirk, trying not to sound supper serious. Although, I wanted a serious answer.

"Yeah, I know brother, don't worry." he said with a laugh.

The rest of the walk was quiet except for a few conversations here and there, but we just wanted to relax. Me, the adventure addict, just wanted to relax.

(Unknown P.O.V.)

He dashed through the woods, smirking.

He laughed to himself, he was getting closer.

He finally peered out of the dark, adjusting his gloves. The breeze swept through his hair and he thought for a minute.

Then, he saw it.

A picture, it gleamed on the rocky road.

Grinning evilly, he picked it up.

The picture was of Ed and Alphonse when they were little, it had fallen out of Ed's pocket.

His smile grew bigger (it was borderline insane now) as he realized who the other blond was in the photo-not Edward. He realized he had only seen the trash can in his trash can form-not his cute, defenseless body. He removed a piece of green hair from his face.

"Well, well," He said to himself. "The Fullmetal pipsqueak has a week point"

He cackled as he turned into a familiar blond boy.

(Ed P.O.V.)

We were back at Winry's with only a half hour till our train left, so I needed my arm and leg back. Al was in our room doing some last minute packing while Winry was reconnecting my limbs in her workshop.

I ground my teeth together as the nerves were reconnected, I hate this part. Taking them off is painless, but putting them back on is a different story entirely.

Once Winry had reconnected them, I stood up and stretched my limbs out. I felt balanced, finally. Walking around with only one arm and a plastic leg isn't exactly the most comforting feeling in the world.

We said our goodbyes and Winry reminded me, once again to call before coming in for repairs. I put on my white gloves and red jacket, before grabbing my suitcase and walking the short distance to the train station with Alphonse trailing behind me.