Title: Stalker
Rating: G
Pairing: Sciezska/Hohenheim (HET! OMFG! BE PROUD OF ME!)
Word Count: 406
Idea given by: The Totally Promiscuous FMA Pairing Machine! (Sciezska/Hohenheim, G, including: ice cream, water, apple pie)

"Sara!" Hohenheim said, running after Winry, stomping through puddles, getting his pants wet.

Winry looked over at Sciezska, her eyes wide. "He's still following us," she whispered hoarsely. "Even through the puddles."

Sciezska nodded, swallowing hard. "Did you get the ice cream?"

"Yeah."

Hohenheim caught up to them, panting a bit. "Sara," he repeated, "why do you keep running. You've grown up so much… Don't you remember me?"

"It would be hard to remember you," Winry snapped. "As Sara was my mother."

Hohenheim blinked. "You're Sara's daughter?"

Winry nodded. "That's what you call when someone is your mother," she told him ascorbicly.

Sciezska blushed and held onto Winry's arm. "We have to get home," she told Hohenheim carefully. "Grandma's making apple pie, so she needs Uncle Cameron's vanilla ice cream."

Hohenheim took a good look at Sciezska. "I saw you at the train station," he said.

Sciezska swallowed hard, looking at Winry.

"Are you two dating?" Hohenheim asked bluntly.

"N-no!" Winry stammered, wondering where he got that idea.

Hohenheim sighed and looked at Winry and Sciezska. "Do you mean Pinako's apple pie?" he asked slowly.

"Yeah," Sciezska said, before she realized what she was telling him.

"What luck," Hohenheim said, grinning. "I was going there myself. Just in time to get some apple pie…"

Sciezska looked at Winry again. "I guess you can drive in the car with us," she said, not sure what else to say.

Winry grinned. "Yeah, come in the car."

By the time they had gotten to the house, Hohenheim was totally shaken, scared to death by Winry's driving. He shook lightly outside the house. "I think I need a drink," he said, his hands on his knees.

Winry grinned, walking past him, not perturbed at all. Sciezska, however, stopped by him. "Are you okay?" she asked quietly.

Hohenheim grinned, looking up at Sciezska. "I am now," he said in a low voice.

Sciezska may have not had much actual experience with men, but she had read enough trashy romance novels to know what Hohenheim meant. She stared at him, not sure what to say.

Hohenheim stood up, stretching. "You're so cute," he said, smiling.

Sciezska blushed heavily. "Let's go get some apple pie," she squeaked, running her fingers through her hair.

"Yeah," Hohenheim said. "Pinako's apple pie is amazing."

Whether Hohenheim was more interested in her or in the apple pie, Sciezska couldn't tell. And she couldn't decide which she'd prefer.

A/N Okay, maybe this counts as het.