I know I'm going through chapters pretty fast, but I haven't written in a while before this story and it's fun playing with their personalities. This scene was hard to get in character, I'm sorry if I failed. And by asking who he's trying to prove, she means by him not crying and trying to act so macho, etcetera, etcetera, you know the drill. Smallest chapter yet, I know, but I have a plan.

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"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MIDGET SO SMALL A FLY COULDN'T SEE HIM!" Years are anger seemed to funnel through Ed at the words of Winry, standing innocently behind him clutching his coat.

"I had thought you were injured enough already, but it appears you're not, bean!" Before Ed could protest, she unleashed her wrench carefully hidden in her dress pocket.

This did not help the situation the least, as Ed let out a chain of cusses, which lead him all the way to Winry's glare.

No one was able to comprehend when the dew underneath turned on them and Ed fell, pinning her to the ground. Rubbing his head, he cursed again and tried to gain footing, but Winry had a firm grip on his hand. And before Ed could knock her off, she let out a soft sob.

"Ed, you jerk, why didn't you let me know you were okay?"

Getting over momentary confusion, with a sigh, Ed enfolded her in his arms, allowing her to cry into his chest. Hot tears burned his bare neck, her quivering ceaseless.

"You could have killed yourself, Ed... who are you trying to prove? ..."

They ended up being late for breakfast after all.