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042: Wing

Alphonse walked around outside, his shoes crunching in the frosted grass. He was waiting on Winry to escape Edward's haranguing so they could go into town for groceries. Looking up at the green door, he noticed Winry rolling her eyes and throwing her hands up.

"I know! I'm more of a doctor than you, Ed!" Her voice carried down to him. Alphonse sighed. He only managed to make it out the door after Edward had thrown two sweaters, mittens, a scarf and a heavy coat at him.

"C'mon Winry!" he called up to her. "Just knock him unconscious!"

He heard his brother give an indignant yelp. Giggling to himself, he meandered further down the hill towards the main road. Not long after, Winry crunched up to him and grabbed his arm.

"Good advice, Al."

"He's being so clingy. I thought I was the worrier!"

"He's just trying to pay you back."

Alphonse heaved a sigh. "I know."

They remained quiet for most of the walk into town. And they got the groceries rather quickly. Winry even let him carry a few bags.

Setting the groceries on the kitchen table, Alphonse quickly shed his layers and rolled his shoulder.

"Muscles a little sore?" Winry asked from the pantry.

"Yeah."

"Did you carry too much?" She peeked out from behind the door, frowning.

"Probably," Alphonse grinned. "But it was good to stretch my wings a little."