Edited

Cats Cradle

"meeeoooww!" Edward whined one afternoon.

"Argh! Gee, Are you still hungry?! It's not good that Al spoils you so much!" Winry shook her head. "Al! Your cats a bottomless pit!" Winry yelled up to Al's room where he was spending most of his time now, but would come out once in a while to either A: go to the bathroom, B: Food or C: to play with the cat.

"Can you please feed him! I'll owe you later!" She heard a reply.

"Sigh yah, sure, I'll do it… again…!" She gazed down at the cat by her feet. Ed thought it might make him look innocent if he wagged his tail a little.

Edward was liking this. Just by perking his ears up and tilting his head, giving the cutest face he could and it doesn't hurt the fact he could be annoying and get away with it, with only that look. It seemed to make Winry smile and she grabbed a can of cat food. Though Ed was gravely missing human food. But a cats life isn't so bad. All he had to do was beg for food and like being waited on, he get what he wants.

"I like chicken, I like liver, meow mix, meow mix please deliver!" Edward would sometimes sing as he waited for his food. Part of him wished he knew how easy it was being a cat a long time ago .

"Sometimes I wonder what Al does up there." Winry said randomly while she started to open the can of food with a can opener. "Well, duh, besides for looking through alchemy books. Ever since his brother… passed on… neither of us have taken very good care of our selves. I worry."

Edward felt the gilt build up in side of him, it twisted his stomach in a painful way… or maybe he was hungrier then he thought. No, it wasn't that. Since the first time he saw Al he did seem skinnier and his cheeks were losing there usual rosy colour. There was a different look in his eyes; they seemed distant and far away like the ground opened up beneath them that turned into a large canyon. Ed could see Al on the other side, waving at him.

"Anyway- why in the world am I talking to a cat?!" Wow, I must be desperate for company… "Man I'm weird."

Normally Ed would agree, but the only human interaction he ever gets is when Al or Winry pets or talks to him (Pinako isn't in this story, umm ya, she magically disappeared…).

"Heh-heh, it's not weird at all."

Winry sat at the table with her third cup of coffee that morning to keep her awake. Observing the cat as it quickly ate his food. 'Is it even chewing?' She mused and shook her head again in a scolding manner but laughed. Breakfast was only a few hours ago and Al couldn't resist slipping his cat pieces of bacon. How could he still be hungry?

Let's just say, Ed's large appetite never changed. Even in this little kitty body.

When Winry finished her coffee, she stood up and headed for the living room.

Soon after Ed fallowed.

He lightly pattered into the room and saw Winry sitting on the coach looking at pictures in her album book. Ed found out about her habits a little while ago, she normally did this when she felt sad. The pictures that start at the beginning of the book where from when they were babies, then to toddlers and straight on in that manner to when they were young teens. It was like one big timeline in Winrys hands, filled to the brim with many memories.

She looked at each and everyone fondly; Ed jumped up onto her lap and curled up to give her comfort. Something he didn't think he'd catch himself doing but under the circumstances he didn't care, Winry was happy for it. The only time he seemed to ever get pissed off was when, say for example Winry or Al petted him, which he got use to by the way but he'd sometimes catch himself enjoying and lightly purred unconsciously without realizing.

One picture Winry seemed to make her happy was a picture of her and Edward. Ed remembers that day well, it was a sunny day and they were messing around with a camera. Ed didn't feel in the mood so Al and Win caught him off guard. Winry wrapped her arm around Ed's body and smiled triumphantly when Al snapped the picture. Ed blushed out of anger and was so mad. It was only picture she had of just the two of them hugging so closely. It made her smile sadly.

Ed noticed when he looked up from the picture two single tears fell down her pale cheeks.

"Damn…" Ed thought "Didn't I tell you not to be sad when I'm gone…? Winry…" He cuddled closer to her she softly cried.

It was so upsetting. The two people in Ed's live that missed him the most out of everyone else are broken and torn up. But... he's still here, in this new form and he can't tell them or speak to them. All he can do is wait for something to happen or hope he gets an idea soon. He's not sure just how much he could take of this. Seeing his friends and family just hurt like this... They have to know, just to know that he's ok at least.

Even if he's turned into a furry feline.

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