Ok, this'll be real quick real quick. This is one of my first fics, bet you're tired of hearing that, huh? The fic is kinda AU. The places are all the same as in the series, but they have all the technology and stuff that we have.
So, Anyways, I don't own FMA, or the cars that are used in this fic.
On with the story!
"Hey Winry!" a brunette girl called into the garage where said mechanic was tinkering around with a half built Plymouth Prowler. Winry jumped , effectively smacking her head on part of the frame.
"Damn it." Winry cursed, rubbing her now stinging head, "Hey, Shezzie. I didn't hear you come in."
"well, that's obvious." Sciezska laughed, "what's up?'
Winry just stared at her friend for a moment. "Nothing, now what did you come over for?" She asked, taking off her work gloves.
"What? Can't a girl just visit her best friend?"
Winry raised a brow. Shez sighed, "Fine. I just got the dates for the next races. They're next weekend, down in Eastern City."
The blonde mechanic grinned. "Now that's something I wanna hear" She said, leaning against the Jeep her grandmother had finished the day before. " It'll be nice to get out and race again. It's been two months since the last one."
"I know," Sciezska said, moving towards the available stool by one of the work benches. "and it would probably be nice to get away from the garage for a few hours, huh Win?"
Rockbell Autos, the family business. Winry and her grandmother fixed up cars, and sold them for profit. The girl's parents, of course, lost their lives when they went over seas to help with the war.
Winry gave a slight sigh, "Yeah, even as much as I love working on cars, it would be nice to get away from the old routine for a bit. Get up, go to school, come home, do homework, work in the garage, go to bed."
Shez nodded, listening to her friend, "So you wanna go get something for lunch, I told Alphonse that We'd meet him and Ed at the pizza parlor, and we're running a little late."
Seeing as it was near noon on a Saturday, Sciezska thought it would be nice to get her blonde friend out of the garage for a bit.
"Sure, there's not much left to do on the Plymouth anyways." Winry said, straightening up, "Let me go tell Granny, go change, and get my keys."
The young blond headed into the house, were she found Pinako in the kitchen. "Hey Granny, Shezzie and I are gonna go meet the boys for lunch." she said, grabbing her keys off the table.
"All right, how are you doing on the Prowler?" The tiny, aged woman asked, turning towards her granddaughter.
"Fine. I got the transmission in today." Winry answered, heading up the stairs, to change out of the lavender jumpsuit.
Winry came back out wearing a black t-shirt with Evil Alice on the front, and a pair of the jeans with a black studded belt. "I'm outie!" she called over her shoulder.
The response, "All right." could be heard as Winry approached her car.
Shez sat waiting, and reading, in the passenger seat of the car, a black 2006 Chrysler Crossfire Roadster.
"Ready?" Winry asked as she got in. Shez glanced up from her book, one of the Sweep series, and just stared momentarily at her friend.
"Okay, bad question. Anyways, lets get out of here." she said, putting the key in the ignition. She shifted the car into gear, and peeled out of the driveway, and down the street.
heh heh, Yes, I know, short chapter. I'll try to make it up to you all later. Oh and by the way, Evil Alice is a demented version of Alice in Wonderland.
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