Their mother often said that their dreams would become true someday. Maybe not the next morning but someday in the future. As Ed leaned against the windowsill, he realized how true those words were. Winry was there in front of him, working on his auto mail arm but something had changed between them. A slight change maybe, but a change nonetheless. Maybe it was his half asleep state, but it seemed that she was being more touchy than usual. Shaking his head, he looked back to the countryside out the window; he was just remembering his dream from a few nights before that was all. He heard Winry shut her toolbox and startled to feel her lean against him.
"Winry?"
"Just for right now, Ed, let's not say anything, okay?"
Ed nodded, watching as the clouds moved across the sun. If he was still dreaming then this was a good dream. And if not, maybe he could make it into reality someday.
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Author's Notes: Thank you for reading!