Dear Alphonse,
Today my roommate's friend made a major breakthrough in what we're doing! Remember, I told you, we work with rockets?
He figured out that the propulsion was...
Well, anyway, I won't bore you with the details. I'll teach you all about rockets when I get home.
So, again, how are you? How's Winry doing, is she coping with me being gone okay?
Be strong for her, okay? I know she acts all tough, but...
I've said this before. I'm sorry. I really shouldn't waste your time with this- but you won't be reading them until I get back there.
Hopefully that will be soon- We've started to make more and more breakthroughs, but we're still working on the small rockets.
I can't wait to see you again- I've been thinking about bringing my roommate, Alfons Heiderich. You'd get along great, I just know it!
Sincerely,
Your brother Edward
He finished, signing the letter with a flourish and tossing it into the pile. Edward's tangled hair was pulled back in a lazy pony tail, and his eyes had dark bags. He hadn't mentioned to Al that the research had cost them all sleep- and a lot of it.
Heiderich stumbled into the kitchen, his normally tidy hair ruffled and his shirt half undone. He felt for the coffee pot, eyes half shut, and poured a cup of coffee. Edward laughed weakly as half of the coffee sloshed all over the counter, adding to the stains. Scooping up the papers that had almost gotten soaked in coffee, Heiderich retreated to the kitchen table to run over the schematics yet again.
Usually the place would have been tidier, but this world's Gracia was on a week-long vacation. She usually encouraged the boys to keep it tidy, and it had been when she left, but it was amazing how dirty the small space could get in five days. And it was incredibly dirty.
Coffee cups were left all over their rooms, shirts were carelessly tossed on the table, and papers were strewn on the counters and the floor. The place had never looked dirtier in its entire life- Edward was willing to bet Al's life on it, or would be if Al was still alive.
Trying to shut out the bad thoughts, Edward poured a small cup of coffee- Heiderich had wasted most of the coffee in his half-asleep state, but they could always make more later.
The 'bad thoughts'...
As much as Edward hated to admit it, they were probably true.
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A/N: I'm back. The issue kind of resolved itself...
Anyway. Reviews!
The Spirit Alchemist- I would kidnap ANY of them just so I could bribe Arakawa into giving me the series. AND YES, YAY FOR CAPSSSSS. I'll get working on the oneshot soon,
Melissa- It's not offensive at all, don't worry. And yes, that letter in chapter one was originally a letter that was not written for fanfiction, so it would be more realistic. I'm back now, and I am extremely excited for the new series! There are preview Japanese ads on Youtube, did you know that?
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I hope you all like the new chapter! I put more effort into this letter because I noticed that they just keep getting shorter, and the chapter should be longer now.