This is spawned from the fact that Vic Mignogna sings. I would like to recommend you go listen to the song Better Together by Jack Johnson.
She loved watching him blush. She would say something and then he would make an attempt to respond, stammering and looking down while his face slowly turned red. That would send her into giggles and she would let him change the subject. So she pushed the conversation, watching as his blush deepened.
"Come on! Your voice sounded wonderful just then!"
"I didn't even know you were there,"
"That doesn't matter"
"I don't care, there's no way I'm singing again,"
"Please, just for me,"
"No"
"Fine"
And the conversation was over.
oOo
"Did you know Ed could sing?"
"Yeah,"
"Wh- Really?"
"Yeah, did you catch him in the act?" He grinned.
"Uh-Huh!" Her eyes shone, "He sounded wonderful!"
Al laughed. "I'll be sure to tell him you said that."
oOo
"Hey Winry," Ed stood there, blushing again, making Winry smile, "Do you want to go for a walk?"
"Sure!"
It was beautiful outside. Early summer with a beautiful sky and a comfortable warm breeze. Ed had a picnic basket in his left hand and Winry's hand in his right. The walk was long and filled with light chatter, their laughter echoing in the air. Winry squeezed his hand, wishing these moments would never end.
Finally they settled down near a creek, trees letting only cracks of sunlight through on their picnic spot. Nothing fancy came out of the picnic basket, sandwiches and lemonade, but it was the simplicity that made Winry smile.
"Uh Winry? D-do you remember when you asked me to sing for you." His nervous demeanor from earlier when he asked her to come on the walk came rushing back and he was blushing again.
"That was two months ago!" She laughed, "I can't believe you've still been thinking about that."
"Yeah well I had to practice," he muttered standing up and retrieving a guitar from its hiding place behind one of the trees. Winry raised her eyebrows as she realized he had really been planning this for a while.
"You know how to play the guitar?"
He scowled down at the instrument, "No," He sat down again next to a laughing Winry and began to strum already stumbling over the chords. "Ah, shit. Let me start over." Winry giggled again causing him to blush and glare up at her. "This is hard okay?"
This time he conquered the opening to the song and began to sing, his voice stumbling a bit but picking up with confidence as the song moved on.
"There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart"
Winry's eyes went wide as he went on singing. She had half expected him to pull out some gothic rock song but instead he strummed along to the soft love song. And on top of that surprise was the surprise of his voice. He really was a fantastic singer.
"Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together"
As the chorus came around Edward's nerves had calmed down and he was playing with confidence, smiling slightly.
"it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at them stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together
And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree now
It's always better when we're together
Mmmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together"
In the middle of the song he messed up the guitar part again. "Oh shoot," he muttered breaking the trance Winry had been in watching him sing. It was only for a moment though because he just kept playing through his mistake, coming back to singing again.
"I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no, combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together."
As he stopped singing and the guitar faded away Winry was left sitting in shock. She was silent for a few moments watching as his eyes begged for her to say something. Finally after toying with Ed's nervous silence for a few minutes she leaned forward, kissing him on the cheek. "That was incredibly fantastic." He let out a sigh of relief at her approval. "Now play it again," She said grinning at him.
"W-what! Again?"
"Yes again,"
"Are you crazy? I'm shocked I was even able to pull it off the first time!"
"Oh come on, I'm sure you can do it." She giggled, while watching a flustered Ed try to talk his way out of playing again. Eventually though he just sighed and began to strum again.
"There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart"
:3
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