Chapter 1: No Escape
"Win…ry" She stirred.
"Winry…" Came the voice again.
"WINRY!"
"Wha-? Huh?" Winry woke up with a startle. "Right away, ma'am…" She fell back asleep, not knowing it was Lana on the phone.
"WINRY ROCKBELL! UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR BUTT WHOOPED, I ADVISE YOU WAKE UP, NOW!"
"La-Lana...why are you…in my dream? I've never dreamed about you…" She snored once.
"WINRY!"
"WAH! I'm up now, I'm up. Lana? How did you call me? I didn't hear the phone ring." Winry then realized that she dreamed of an alarm going off in her dream and that the phone ring may have entered her dream as an alarm.
"Hehe…I may have lifted the telephone of its hook in my sleep, Lana."
"Yeah, well, that's all fine and dandy, but get ready for the day before You-know-who gets her voile underwear in a bunch." Lana warned. Lana was Winry's best friend. They had known each other all their life. Winry knew Lana would stay with her through thick and thin. Apparently, though, Winry couldn't be saved. Her stepmother, Viola, and her 3 stepsisters, Violet, Lily, and Rose, were always making her do chores. Winry's least favorite part of her family was how they forced her to be lady-like all the time. 'This is my punishment for losing my dad, isn't it?' Winry wondered every night. She lost her father in a forest fire one night. 'If only I made him stay with me in the tent,' She thought, 'He wouldn't have died.'
"Winry?" Lana wondered if Winry was still there, because Winry didn't answer her.
"Hmm…Oh, sorry, Lana…my mind is somewhere else this morning…" Winry replied.
"Don't let those four get to your head. No matter what they say of you being 'not the prettiest flower in the pot.' You are one of the most beautiful girls I've met. Those 4th rate sisters of yours are no matches to you." Lana tried to cheer Winry up. Winry believed she was nothing, so the sisters rubbed it in Winry's face as if there would be no end.
"One day," Lana swore, "One day, I'll beat those sisters of yours silly."
"They didn't do anything to you, why are you so eager to kick their sorry butts?" Winry asked. Personally, she didn't care who would do it, but it definitely wasn't going to be her to her her only family, no matter how cruel they were.
"Winry, are you up?" Came a squeaky, nasal voice.
"Yeah, Lana, Miss 'I make anyone do what I want by batting my extra long eyelashes' is calling me."
"Right," Lana replied, "and remember, don't let that 4th rate woman get you down."
"Right. Talk to you later, Lana. I'll call you when I'm done." Winry said. She hung up the phone, groaning.