Sorry for late update . I lost the original work of this theme when I upgraded my computer T.T I had to retype it. I like my first work of Theme 6 better though, but it still has the same 'concept'
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA
Theme 6: Always Right
A golden haired boy sat looking out the train window, remenescing about his last visit to the rockbell residence. The train's destination was Dublith, his master's hometown. This thought made him shiver. His master's town, what will she do to him? Tree after tree passed by. The wind blew golden strands of hair across his face. He brushed it off. He had just left Rush Valley a few hours ago, but his thoughts were still wandering in the town.
A light blond haired girl sat on her stool in an automail shop, working on her first customer's automail. Technically, it wasn't her first customer's automail. But, it was her first customer's automail at Garfiel's Automail Shop. She had just called Granny Pinako about her stay in Rush Valley. Several strands of her long light blond hair brushed across her cheeks, she brushed them off. She had begun working on her automail not long ago, but for some reason, she wasn't concentrating very well. Her thoughts were off on a trip to Dublith.
The boy's position remained as before, staring out into nowhere. His thoughts, however, had a destination. It was winding its way towards an automail shop, where a blond, no, light blond haired girl works. The last time he saw her, he had a wrench embeded in his skull. She is probably working on someone's automail, he thought.
The girl's position shifted, her fingers moving to and fro, from one screw to another. Her thoughts never changed place; they were still boarding the train towards Dublith, where a golden haired boy was seated. The last time she saw him, was with his automail...no, that was an overstatement, his what-is-left of his automail. He's probably staring off into nowhere again, she thought.
The light blond haired mechanic is probably admiring her work, the boy thought. That girl is obsessed. Light blond haired obsessed mechanic. He laughed mentally. She is obsessed about automail, afterall.
The blond bean boy is probably now thinking about the philosopher's stone, the girl thought. That boy is highly ambitious. Trying his hardest to obtain the stone.Golden haired ambitious bean boy. She laughed out loud. That bean is trying his best, isn't he?
Speaking of automail, the boy thought, that mechanic is an expert. He can never do any of the things she does. Deconstruction, analysis, reconstruction...she was an alchemist in a way, but probably better, since she uses her skills in doing that. He can never beat her in an arguement concerning mechanics. Never.
Thinking of the philosopher's stone, the girl said out loud, that bean is a genius. She can never do any of those things, none the less, try to understand it. Complications and technical terms...maybe he could be considered a mechanic in some aspects. She could beat him in any area, but just this. She haven't surpassed him in alchemy, and probably never will.
After all, they are always right, they both thought.