Author's notes: Just two today. I'm going to try and up-date twice a week, perhaps two drabbles at a time. I'll try and stick to the schedule anyway!

I hope you enjoy these two. Thanks to everyone who reviewed the previous chapters! Much love to you all!

#08 - Happiness

It's sitting with Al in his library, debating the latest theory one of them has developed… feverishly scribbled notes and equations, smudged ink and furrowed brows.

It's lazing on the porch with Pinako, talking about everything and nothing, while Den hides in the shade from the mid-day sun.

It's sending Mustang and Hawkeye on their way with a cheery "Hell no" to their request of him to rejoin the military.

But mostly it's lazing about with Winry, sitting by the river and watching the sun slowly descend as she strokes her fingers through his hair and softly mutters "I love you."

#09 - Telephone

He only ever calls when he has a purpose. She has learned this over the years. Even that time he and Al called to she if she arrived in Rush Valley safely… he eventually confessed their true reason for checking up on her.

Because of this she believes she is entirely justified in assuming the worst when it is his voice that greets her down the line. Winry has always believed in learning from the past and so it is perfectly logical that, upon hearing Ed address her meekly, she assumes he has broken his automail.

She is in full rant mode when he eventually manages to get through to her that, no he did not damage his automail, yes, he's completely fine and, of course he's not lying to her.

So she asks the next logical question… Why did he call then?

Ed dances around the subject, asks her how the automail business is, rambles on about his research and how Al is but Winry is too confused to really carry on any kind of conversation with him. He even resorts to asking about the weather and the state of the roads.

After many awkward pauses and failed topics he proclaims he has to go.

She says goodbye, her brow furrowed in confusion.

She barely catches him mumble something before he hangs up and the line goes dead.

"Miss you, Winry."

So that's it for now. The next few ficlets should be up early next week.

As always reviews are adored! Constructive criticism especially so.