Xenotime. Not much was going on after the Fletchers were taken care of. But the next train back to Central didn't come for about a week. So here we all sat, Me, Ed and Al, on the hotel beds staring at something. We'd change our focus periodically to keep us somewhat occupied. Edward's stomach growled, breaking the silence. Al let out a hollow laughter and I chuckled a bit.
"I'm hungry," Ed started.
"I could tell," I noted slyly.
But before he could start yelling at me, MY stomach growled. Ed's eyes became slanted and glared at me.
"Now who's hungry?" he said, shooting a death glare.
"You two should get something to eat," Alphonse managed out, now laughing at both of us.
"Yeah, I guess," Ed muttered while jumping off the bed. "You comin' with us, Al?"
"No thanks brother. Not like I would eat anything if I did go."
"Ok, well then, I guess it's just me and you," Ed stated walking out the door.
Before I exited the room, I pondered something for a minute. Ed and I have never been together without Al… or at least Winry. It was either the three of us or just Ed and Al while I stayed behind.
"Are you coming or not?" Ed asked, popping his head through the door and breaking my train of thought.
"Oh. Yeah. Sorry," I apologized while leaving the room. "We'll be back soon Al!"