"Your daddy looks like a pirate." Trisha Elric observed from her seat on Colt Mustang's back.
Colt spat out the dirt Trisha had forced into his mouth. "Your daddy's short." He observed in the same tone.
"Your daddy makes my daddy mad a lot."
"Your daddy says bad words."
"How can words be bad?" Trisha asked, gold eyes conveying puzzlement.
Colt pondered this quandary, blinking grit out of his own coal black eyes. "Dunno. But Mommy says I shouldn't repeat them."
"Oh." Trisha rolled off Colt's back and looked up at the sky. "My mommy says that your daddy did bad stuff a real long time ago but that he's sorry so its okay now."
"What'd he do?" Colt asked, sitting up.
"Dunno. Maybe he said some bad words?"
"Mm."
The two children contemplated the possibilities.
"Let's ask Uncle Al." Colt suggested. "He knows everything."
Trisha gave a derisive snort. "He's my uncle, not yours, so you can't call him Uncle Al. And he doesn't know where babies come from."
"… where do babies come from?"
"Well, Mommy says that when two people love each other a whole lot then God puts a baby in the Mommy's belly to grow and come out. Daddy says that when two people put their pee-pees together they combine cells and those cells become a baby."
"So my mommy and daddy were making a baby last night? Why would they wanna do that? They got me!"
"Cause you're a wuss. Sides, Daddy says that it doesn't always work. He says mommies and daddies do it because it feels good. But that I'm not allowed to until Daddy is dead."
"That's weird."
"Yeah."
"Wanna eat worms?"
"Sure!"
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"Aren't they just so cute together?" Winry gushed, peeking out the window.
"My son is covered in dirt." Riza answered dryly, trying not to laugh at the picture her child presented as he dug in the yard, hair sticking up at impossible angles and his face caked with dirt.
"A little dirt won't hurt him. My grandmother used to say that a child wouldn't grow up right if he didn't get a peck of dirt each day."
"… Edward was too fast for you, I take it."
"And better at climbing trees." Winry confirmed with a giggle. "But I made sure Al got his required dose."
"Well, it doesn't seem to have done either of them too much harm… your daughter just ate a worm."
"Means she wont eat as much at dinner." Winry sighed, having long since given up any hope of civilizing her firstborn. "Before you know it, they'll be all grown up. Dating…"
"Fury's already planning their wedding, you know." Riza grinned. "Says it'll be the event of the century."
Winry collapsed against the sink with a giggle. "Oh God! I bed Ed gets hives if he brings it up. He said he was getting Trish a chastity belt for her twelfth birthday, you know."
Riza returned the giggle. "Roy has fits about it sometimes. Poor boys."
"They'll just have to deal with it."