11. Inspiration

"Look at what grandma has been showing me!" Winry exclaimed cheerfully as she waved a sheet in his face. It was riddled with diagrams about automail. Having nothing better to do at the moment, he decided to humor her, for now. Her babbling went on and on, before Ed interrupted her.

"Why are you following your grandma so much lately?"

"How else am I going to get better, silly? I need a teacher." She sounded as though that was obvious.

A grin got plastered on Ed's face. The blonde boy began to jump up and down in eagerness, "You're a genius. That's just what Al and I need."

"What are you talking about?" She retorted.

"We're going to get an Alchemy teacher. See you later, I got to tell Al." Quick on his feet, Ed was already racing back to the house.

Winry couldn't bring herself to be upset about being cut off. That fire in Ed's eyes, that had died with his mother, was ablaze once more.