Epilogue – On a lazy Sunday
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Hey Win
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
What's that?
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Uh, well, so Mustang and Ms. Riza are an item now…?
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
What
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Where had you been all this time, Ed?! Even Al knew without me telling him first!
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Shuddup. It's not like their private life is my concern! Why should I know that?
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Because the WHOLE SCHOOL had been on it even since we were still in the tenth grade! Umm… don't tell me you're not in the betting pool? We're even getting to the point where people starts calling her 'Mrs. Mustang'—not under her consent, obviously, but she didn't correct it either.
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Uh, no I wasn't. So it is true then? When?
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Well, us girls suspected it might have been longer. But I think it was confirmed last week when we caught Ms. Riza coming out from Mr. Mustang's car with him the morning before the school started.
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Damn it. That's why she never mentioned anything about the hairclip I put on her desk as a birthday present.
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
You what?
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Wha—ugh… no. Nevermind.
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Now that Mr. Mustang had asked Ms. Riza to go official with him already, when are you going to ask me, Ed?
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
YOU WHAT?!
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
PANINYA! IT WAS PANINYA! SHE JUST SNATCHED MY PHONE ANS ASFDVFV
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
We're totally serious, Ed. If there's something you and Mr. Mustang have in common, aside from being chemistry nerds, it is that you two are taking it toooooo slowwwww to approach your crushes. Just get with it already – (Rose)
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Yeah listen to what Rose said – (Paninya)
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Ed?
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
DON'T MIND WHAT THOSE TWO SAID. UGH.
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
PRANK. It was a PRANK.
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
Uh… Ed?
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To : Edward (+xxxxxxxx311)
From : Winry Rockbell (+xxxxxxxxx947)
You still there?
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To : Mechanical geek (+xxxxxxxxx947)
From : Edward Elric (+xxxxxxxx311)
Hello. This is Alphonse Elric speaking. Brother had just ran off somewhere. He said he was going on a jog, even though he was still in his boxers and T-shirt. Brother tends to do weird things when he's flustered, so I'm apologizing on his behalf if he can't reply to incoming messages instantly in the time being. Thank you.
(Oh, by the way, Win, we got a lot to discuss regarding this … Come on, I've been telling you to believe what I said about Brother's feelings towards you!)
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The end.
Who else headcanon-ed that Ed once had a childish crush towards Hawkeye, and a jelly Mustang always made sure he put the gifts Hawkeye received were properly put inside the trash bin before she saw them?
Anyway, how Riza responded to Roy's email to her in the previous chapter, and what they had done last week the night before they went to work together by the same car—Mustang's car—are up to your interpretations. *wink*
So… yeah. Looking at the stats, and considering that I can't push myself any further to come up with new idea, and the plot… I think this is the best time to end this story.
I would like to thank everybody—yeah, every single one of you!—who'd bothered reading, leaving faves, and following this one.
My biggest gratitude goes to 1221bookworm, annielcresta, CD64, GrumpyCat503, JustATinyPotato, LadyAureliana, Lady Nightsong, Literature work, OtakuCinnamonRoll, Parlanchina, Samohaya, seta88, Throw an Inkpot, and zaiiixiii for giving their kind words on my story!
And an even bigger thanks—if this is even possible—to antimony, bergamots, Elias Cook, fullmetalwords, Guest, Historia Calamitatum, lilaclily00, Mother Of The Universe, RyakaShirokage, ScarredHope, and waddiwasiwitch for their continuous support, generously leaving reviews almost everytime a new chapter popped up.
And also lanakers for the nice pm, and lanakoiz who reached me on tumblr—even voluntarily discuss many thing regarding You've Got Mail with me! XD
Thank you for staying. Your loves and supports mean a lot. Really.
Like I said in the first chapter, I'm still a noob in fanfiction-writing, and this is the first time I write a multichap (the rest of my fics are oneshots.) Let alone keeping up with posting new chaps weekly for ten weeks straight! And looking at the stats… I didn't know *this* many of people would read it XD Besides I was rather insecure that nobody would find my jokes funny... lol
I don't know when will I come up with new stories. But I'm sure it will be after I'm done with this overwhelming emotions *ugly sobbings*
Okay I'll just end my random blabbers here before it gets even cheesier than Roy's pick up lines.
Once again, thank you.