Title: Dress Up
Author: S J Smith
Rating: Gen
Summary: Ed's not too keen on the clothes Winry got him.
Disclaimer: These are Hiromu Arakawa's characters, not mine. Drat it.
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Ed curled his lip at the sight of the clothes Winry had chosen. "Brown?" He shook out the jacket, holding it up. "This looks like something the old man would've worn."
"Just put the clothes on, Brother." Al made a face back when Ed sneered at him. "They're nice clothes! Winry wanted us to look good." He paused, glancing down at himself. "Well, you'll look good. I'll look like a scarecrow." Grumbling, "And I have to ride in a wheelchair," Al started unbuttoning his shirt.
"I heard Mustang's driving us to the train station." Ed tried to get Al's mind off the wheelchair.
Al shrugged. "I've ridden with Colonel Mustang before."
"That was back home, and he had two good eyes."
He looked stricken. "Oh. Yeah. Do you think we can ask someone else to drive us?"
The door swung open as Al asked his question, Winry walking through. "Aren't you dressed yet? And you hate the way I drive."
Ed had to ask, "You drive?"
"Of course!" Frowning, she gestured at the clothes. "You need to get dressed, or we're going to miss our train! Do you need any help, Al?"
"Brother can help me once he stops complaining about you buying him brown clothes." The smug expression on Al's face made Ed remember his little brother beaming as he got his big brother in trouble with Mom.
His body automatically flinched in learned response, and Ed was surprised when Winry's brow creased for a second, then smoothed out. That haunted look vanished from her eyes when he caught her gaze and she gave him a glare instead. "Well, that's what you're going to wear. Now, get dressed, or I'll strip you and dress you myself!" Spinning, she left the room, Al staring after her.
"Brother, what was that?"
"Something to do with her Ed and Al," Ed sighed, realizing he'd blundered into it foolishly again.
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