Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or this song (Thank you mom- Good Charlotte), cuz
if I did i would be rich and probably not here...or would I?
summary: a little fluffy fic in Ed or Al's ( i haven't decided) POV about
their mother, and surprise, surprise this story isn't sad!...or is it?
Flashback
"Mom! Mom! Look!" Al said as he and Ed raced up the hill towards their
mother to show her what they had just created.
"wow" Trisha Elric said as she examined the
minature horses her sons had shoved in her face.
"Yeah,look at brothers his is awsome, but I still
haven't gotten it right yet" Alphonse said as he shyly showed his mother a
slightly odd looking horse.
"Oh, well their both beautiful, you two really are his sons" Trisha said as
she hugged her two sons.
End of Flashback
Always, always and forever
Always, always and forever
It had been 6 years since their mother had passed away. And 4 since they had
burned down the house and left. Currently Edward and Alphonse were on a train
to Resembool, their hometown, back to visit Winry and Granny Pinako, the
placeof their short lived childhood, back to the the burned down remains of
their past, and back to the final resting place of their beloved mother.
I'm sitting here
I'm thinking back
To a time when I was young
My memory is clear as day
"Next stop Resembool!" anounced the train conductor
"Brother?" Al said
"Hmm, oh, what is it Al?" Ed answered back snapping out of his daze
"I was just wondering why you haven't been talking for a while thats all, are
you angry at me?" Al asked
"What? No I'm not angry, I was just thinking thats all" he answered then
turned his attention back out the window.
"About what?" Al asked
"...mom" Ed said quietly
I'm listening to the dishes clink
You were downstairs
You would sing songs of praise
And all th times we laughed with you
And all the times that you stayed true to us
Now we say
"Do you think about her alot?" Al asked directing his attention outside the
window as well.
"Yeah, a bit, do you?" Ed answered
"Yeah, do ever think about what our lives would be like if she was still
here?" Al asked
"Well they certainly wouldn't be like the hell we're living right now" Ed
said
Said I thank you
I'll always thank you
More than you would know
That I could ever show
And I love you
I'll always love you
Theres nothing I won't do
To say these words to you
That you're beautiful forever
"If she was still alive do you think..." Al trailed off the end of his
sentence.
"Do I think what?" Ed asked
"Do you think that...father would have came back?" Al asked hesitantly
Ed said nothing, his silence spoke for its self.
And thats the way it kept for a couple minuets until finnaly Ed spoke again.
"No" he said hoping to leave it at that but Al didn't want to give up.
"Why do you think he wouldn't have came back?" Al asked
"He left when we were children and never came back, not even when she was on
her death bed and all she wanted was to see him, but he never came back, and
he never intended to" Ed said
Always... always and forever
You were my mom, you were my dad
The only thing I ever had was you
It's true
Even when the times got hard
You were there to let us know
That we'd get through
You showed me how to be a man
You taught me how to understand
The things people do
You showed me how to love my God
You taught me that not everyone
Knows the truth
"Ed thats not true" Al said even though he knew it was.
"Yes it is! And you know it, because if he really did care about us he would
have come back a long time ago. If he really cared about us he he wouldn't
have even left in the first place. She wasted her already dwindling life away
waiting for him to come back. But he never did, and he didn't come back for
mom why would he ever come back for us" Ed said as he pounded his fist onto
the window ledge and a tear escaped from his eye.
"Brother" Al said softly and put his hand reasuringly on his shoulder.
"We're better off without him Al...and we always will be" Ed said with his
head down and hair hiding his face.
And I thank you
I'll always thank you
More than you would ever know
That I could ever show
And I love you
I'll always love you
There's nothing I won't do
To say these words to you
That you will live forever
"Brother?" Al asked quietly
"Yeah Al?" Ed answered back
"I miss her" Al said
"Yeah, so do I" Ed said
Forever, and ever
Forever and ever
Said I thank you
I'll always thank you
More than you would know
That I could ever show
And I love you
I'll always love you
There's nothing I won't do
To say these words to you
That I thank you
I'll always thank you
More than you would know
That I could ever show
And I love you
I'll always love you
There's nothing I won't do
To say these words to you
That you will live forever
The train came to an abrupt stop as a loud wistle sounded through out the
station Edward stood without a word, collected his things and headed for the
door. Alphonse gazed out the window at the fimiliar station of Resembool.
With a sigh he got up and followed his brother out. It was a short 15 minuet
walk to the small house that Winry and Pinako shared. They were greeted with
smiling faces and a hard metal wrench, Edward had once again been scalded for
not taking proper care of his auto-mail. It was just another day in the
Rockbell household. After dinner Alphonse searched the house for his brother
but came out empty handed, he arrived at the workshop finding Winry hammering
away at another piece of auto-mail.
"Winry" Alphonse asked "Have you seen brother?"
She looked up st him "Didn't he tell you? He went to visit your mothers
grave"
Confused Alphonse turned for the door. As he arrived at the graveyard he
spotted a lone siloutte standing by an old tree. With flowers in hand
Edward's ceseless gaze was directed towards the grave in front of him.
Alphonse came to stand next to him turning his atention to their mothers
grave.
"Brother" Alphonse breathed "Do you ever think things willever go back to the
things were before"
Ed hesitated turning his attention from the tomb to the vast blue sky above
him, "No" he said softly "I really don't"
a/n: If you enjoyed my stories then go read windwhisprer stories. Their
amazing.