Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist
Summary: Al is back in his own body and everything seems back to normal… except Ed.
Author's Notes: First person PoV with Ed. The chapters are supposed to be short.
Second Sin: Envy
I could hear Winry yelling from upstairs in my room as I got dressed in my infamous black top and pants with my trademark coat. She was complaining about something to Mustang probably. Winry always hated that guy.
Stepping down the stairs while I slipped on my gloves, I saw Al and Winry standing with Mustang in the living room. That silver wrench of hers aimed at the ebon haired man and Al lost in thought beside her.
Whenever the girl gets mad, that wrench is always there. And being on the receiving end of the wrench is not very fun. Trust me… I've been in that position many times.
What is that girl so worked up about though? Mustang hasn't done anything stupid… well… nothing that involved her.
Then I realize what's going on and shake my head. Mustang was sending me out off town on official military business without telling either of them. The fact that I didn't say anything about it makes me just as guilty.
Putting a smile on my face, I make my way over to them. Eyes falling on Alphonse first, I tell him I'll be back in no time at all. Winry then yells, asking how I can be so calm about these things.
I simply tell her to think of it as a vacation from the ever-watchful eyes of the military. Since I'm still their dog, they have to keep constant tabs on me, or so Mustang says. She then aims her wrench at me.
She says, what about Al… My eyes fall once again on my younger brother. I don't have to say a word and he nods. He understands what I'm saying. But Winry is still reluctant to see me go.
With a promise, I tell her I'll be back in a couple of days. She lowers her wrench with a sigh. Would she understand? Maybe not… Mustang then taps my shoulder and leaves, nodding his head in respect to Pinako who was standing by the door.
Giving Al a pat on the shoulder, I grab my bag and head out the door. Hawkeye greeting me from the car with a smile. I greet her the same and get in the back beside the Colonel.
Before the car pulls away, I look back at the house to see Winry and Al standing in the doorway, waving goodbye. I wouldn't have left so quickly if Winry wasn't waving with the wrench still in her hand.
My body feels reluctant to leave my new home, even for a few days, but I know it can't be helped. At least Winry will have a few days off from maintaining my automail. If she doesn't plot to sabotage it, that is.
Slowly the car pulls out of the dirt makeshift driveway and down the dirt road. Once again, I'm back on the road doing what I hate most… working for the military.
I've always wondered… how I can see the silver lining on everyone else's cloud and not my own…? Maybe I'm just thinking too much. Looking down at the silver pocket watch in my hand.
Opening it, I see the inscription of the past. Do not forget… almost like its taunting me. Memories flood in of my brother disappearing before my very eyes.
Lazily I stare though the window as we pass the grassy fields of my home. They're so close, yet I can't touch them or feel the cool blades of grass against my skin.
I'm stuck behind this glass prison that I don't know how to free myself from… Ah… I'm such a dork…I am thinking too much. Closing my eyes, I hope to get some sleep before I get to work.
Hope you liked this chapter. I'm trying to keep everyone in character for the most part.