Written for Ishte, I can't remember the occasion. Doesn't that suck? I remember she asked for Ed and Winry, and rollerskating, being a skatin' fool herself. :D
Roller skating wasn't something that had ever made its way to Rezembool – there weren't any paved sidewalks or streets for kids to skate on. Ice skating, on the other hand, when the winters were hard enough to freeze the ponds; that was something Winry was familiar with. The sight of kids zipping down the streets of Central City made her pause, hard enough that Edward ran right into her back, nearly knocking them both down. If Alphonse hadn't caught them and set them right, Winry was sure she'd have a few new bruises or scrapes on her knees and hands, and wouldn't that be fun to try to explain to Granny when she returned home.
"Jeez, Winry, next time let a guy know when you're gonna stop." Edward shot her a glare out from under his bangs.
Another kid shot by, laughing, with two more chasing after. "What are those?"
"Kids?"
She smacked Edward on the shoulder for such a stupid answer. "What are they wearing?" Leaning forward, Winry squinted, spotting tell-tale boots and lacings. "Are they skating on wheels?"
"Roller skates," Alphonse said, backing up when Winry turned that hungry look on him. "I mean, I've seen them before!"
"And you didn't tell me?"
"Why would we?" Edward exchanged a glance with his brother, the one that meant, 'Winry, who can understand?'
"Ed, do you have any idea the modifications I could make to your leg?" Winry started diagramming how to fit wheels in his foot. "I could make a retractable set of wheels!"
At the mirrored blank expressions from the brothers – well, Alphonse's didn't change, being as he was in armor, but still, he managed to give her that look, Winry elaborated: "Just think, if you had to zoom out of some place, you could use the wheels rather than run! Look how fast those kids are!" She waved an enthusiastic hand at the street.
Edward's mouth hung open.
"Winry," Alphonse squeezed her shoulders very gently. "Brother already is fast."
"But he could be faster." Winry frowned up at her friend.
"They've got wheels on both feet, Winry." Edward finally got his mouth to work.
"So?" She rounded on him, hands on her hips.
"So, that might work for Paninya but not me." Folding his arms, Edward nodded, as if that was the end of that.
"Hmmm," Winry said, fingering her chin as the brothers started walking again, "maybe I should work on installing retractable wheels in shoes, then…."