Al shivered as he brought the woolen blanket around himself. The power had gone out due to a very strong lightning storm, and it was winter… not a good mix. He looked once more out the window, praying his brother would come home soon. If Ed was home, they could cuddle together under the blanket, and warm each other up. He cared for his brother very much, seeing as he had been there for him everyday of his life. He had found the philosopher's stone and used it just on him, leaving him with the burden of his two metal limbs… metal limbs! What if the lightning had gotten his dear brother? He shot up from the couch and pulled on a coat, running outside in the rain. He was no more than two feet from the house when he lost his footing and fell into a large puddle, soaking him. He brought himself to his feet to see his brother, Edward, running towards him. As the older brother reached him, he took off his coat, wrapping it around Al, and steering him towards the house. As the two entered the house, Ed seated Al down onto a couch, taking off his coat and pants, which were now drenched and cold. Bringing over the blanket Al had been using earlier, he wrapped it around the boy, placing his own arms around Al to help warm him up.
"What were you doing out there, Al? Are you trying to catch hypothermia?" He said sarcastically, but in a caring way. The younger boy simply shivered, then said in a quiet voice,
"I-I thought you might have been… hurt or something. It's very late,"
"Yeah, that damned Mustang kept me in late again," He said, scowling at nothing in particular. Al leaned into his brother's touch, enjoying this relationship they had. The older brother leaned his head on Al's shoulder, sighing, then wrapped the blanket around himself as well, cuddling against Al's warm body. Al in return wrapped his arms around his brother's neck as they waited for the sun to rise together.