Author's note: I do not own FMA or its characters. I also do not own the song titles.
The Moving Cloud – Caught Up in the Dance
When he was fourteen and she was fifteen, his sister, Evie, developed a passion for the monthly folk dance held at the local hall. And Roy, being a good brother, went with her. Mostly because their older two sisters would have nothing to do with it, and their mother wouldn't let Evie go alone. At least, that was why he went the first few times. He liked the music. It picked you up and swept you away. The dances had a pattern, yes, but it wasn't the formal pattern that was always the same. The steps changed depending on the caller, who mixed them and matched them with the music. It was freedom personified.
