A/N: Edwin, for Cheeseycraziness.
-Title: Wish- -Word Count: 148- -Warnings: nope.-
They are lying on their backs on top of Granny Pinako's roof, just the two of them, staring up at the night sky. It is a rare moment of calm in his life, and lying here next to her is the only time when he doesn't feel compelled to be doing something. He is content to simply feel her comfortable warmth pressing against his side.
"Look, Ed, a shooting star!" she exclaims, pointing, and there it is, a tiny point of light streaking across the horizon. "Make a wish," she adds thoughtfully, before squeezing her own eyes shut. For once, he doesn't argue that there is nothing special or worth making wishes on about a chunk of rock and ice burning up in the atmosphere. He just thinks how good it feels to be lying there next to her, before dutifully closing his eyes and making a wish.
