Raccoon: Please pardon my lack of updating. The bunny needed appeased for my other name. I don't own anything but the idea.
Ed had learned to dread the cold days of winter. It made walking nearly impossible plus he lost the use of his arm if he wasn't careful. It just had to be a cold snowy day that he arrived back from a several month long mission. To make matters worse, some of the snow had gotten under his jacket and shirt making his arm freeze up. "But", he mused silently, "sometimes it's good to work with the Flame Alchemist."
Armstrong generally greeted him on these days. Besides Al, he was the only one who didn't get tired quickly from carrying Ed. As the car stopped, Ed made to get out and nearly face-planted in the snow. Two seconds later, he was up on Armstrong's shoulders with his legs neatly tucked inside the man's jacket. He never admitted it to anyone but on cold wintery days like these, he felt on top of the world.