"I'm older, so I'm going to marry her one day!" Winry watched, trying very hard not to giggle at the sight of her son and his cousin. They were arguing at the ages of ten and four over the girl that was playing with the family's puppy a few feet away, completely oblivious.
"She's five and I'm four!" As if that argument made all the sense in the world. Her nephew.
"Zira!" Cecil whined, running over to tap her on the shoulder.
"Zira! Who would you marry?" Rafael, looking just as much like his own father as Cecil looked like his, grinned.
"Oh…" Zira was the only of the three that wasn't blonde. She also, Winry noticed, tended not to play with anyone her own age. She tended to cling to Cecil when he was "adventuring" and she wondered if some of it had to do with her own, often restrictive life. "I don't want to marry you."
The boys looked a little heart broken but recovered and returned to their play.
"When did you become such the perfect housewife?" Ed startled her by pressing a kiss to her temple.
"When you fell asleep watching the kids." She smiled. "Everything alright?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry I disrupted your work. You can get back to it." He yawned and sat next to her. "When are they coming back to get her?"
"They said tomorrow. I've already made a bed for her in Wynnie's room."
Ed nodded. Their daughter was upstairs doing schoolwork, but she wouldn't mind sharing a room with their guest. Zira Mustang had been over more than a few times before and they'd gotten along.
"They're arguing over who is going to marry her." His wife gestured to the group of kids, now whispering amongst themselves. Zira had rejoined the boys for whatever mischief they were about to take part in.
"The day that girl marries is the day the world ends."
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