(A/N): Busy, busy, busy! Chapters have no definite length, as I write what I figure is long enough and sets up a good staring point for the next one. Yup, I'm crazy. And stressed. Anyone have a spare stone on them? A nice review can do the trick too, I suppose :3
"What happened in here? Those guys outside are frozen." Winry enters the room, noting that her friends are just as bad.
"I'm not sure." Elena can barely write as they recover from the bizarre occurrence.
"Okay." Winry isn't sure what to think, but pulls out an envelope from her bag. "I got those tickets you asked for, Ed."
"Thanks." Edward grins, grateful to be able to change the subject. "Finally, time to leave!"
"Already? But your wounds aren't healed completely." Armstrong, despite his pride in his large muscled frame and inhuman durability, is surprised by Edward's determination to go now.
Alphonse doesn't voice in his agreement, knowing that there's no stopping Edward as he pulls out a map and points at Dublith.
"There, huh?" Hughes joins Elena at looking at the map of their world.
This time I'll be going with! She smiles, glad for this moment of pointing at where they'll be going. With her.
"AH!" Winry jabs a finger at an area before Dublith, catching their attention. "That's Rush Valley!"
"What's there?" Alphonse ventures to ask a fangirling Winry who can hardly contain her excitement.
Oh, no. Elena recognizes the name instantly, having heard nonstop about-
"Rush Valley! It's the holy land of automail mechanics! I've always wanted to go there just once!" Winry almost sings, reciting every automail-related fact of Rush Valley like an energetic tour guide.
"You have to take me! Please, please, please, please!" She begs Edward, who questions why he's always afraid of the deadly wrench-wielder.
"Why should I? Go by yourself." Edward grumbles, concluding that he'll never understand women. Or obsessive automail mechanics in general. Or just Winry.
"Who's paying for my trip?"
"You trying to threaten me?"
"You owe me for repairs, Ed! Actually, since when have you paid for anything-"
"Do I look like a bank?"
"Of course! Every time you break my hard work-"
"It's on the way to Dublith. She can come with. Please?" Elena reasons along with Alphonse, trying to compromise the heating debate. Unable to refuse since seeing the numbers against him, Edward reluctantly agrees to bring the now ecstatic victor.
"Yay! I'll go call Granny!" And just like that, Winry skips out of the room, humming a cheerful tune.
"She'll make a good wife one day. Not as good as mine, though." Hughes observes, not mentioning that he means both females.
"Don't say that to me! And stop bringing your love life into this!" Edward snaps as a reflex against the happy-go-lucky father as Alphonse laughs with Elena silently giggling at his side. "Q-Quiet, you!"
Not one day.