PART 2
Hello, I'm your author, Trapt-within, and I am writing this page as a guideline policy for comments. I have receiver various comments like…
"You said the story will be good,"
"Check your grammar,"
"Ed is not a perv!"
I have this to say to those who review. I appreciate the constructive criticism. I am working to improve my grammar, and read over my writing. If you don't like the story, please don't crush me. I am really proud of my story and frankly, I as an author only want to hear those who specify in the things they want me to improve on.
Compliments welcome! Thank you to all of you who actually support this story and like it.
I'm pretty new to writing fan fictions, so it doesn't all come to me quite naturally.
Sorry for making me sound bratty, or demanding, but I'm doing my best to keep people entertained!
I also am trying to update more. I'm currently stumped with writers block. If there's anything you specifically want to see in the story, I'm taking requests and adding them in!
Sincerely,
Trapt-within
CHAPTER 10
Ed sat nervously on the porch, wearing the same clothes sice he'd been stuck in Winry's body.
"Come on Ed!" Winry coaxed.
Al laughed again. "Ed. you make such a great Winry!" he chortled.
She handed Ed a bar of soap and nudged him under a nozzle, the dreaded shower nozzle.
Winry tugged on a small, long rope and began the water flow.
Ed glared at Winry and closed his eyes.
I hate this... I just want to go back to head quarters... I know! maybe i should try to learn how to repair my own automail!! Then not only would I never have to come back here again, but... wait...
His thoughts trailed off upon realizing he was unwilling to learn the damn study, and he couldn't repair automail with one arm.
Winry clapped her hands. "Use the soap!"
The drenched Ed simply looked at her dumbly.
Winry sighed,"My hair Ed!" She murmmured, tugging at Ed's own hair.
He shrugged, and weaved the soap through his hair akwardly.
Winry's eyes gleamd with triumph. She let out a sigh of relief.
She handed Ed a towel, and some clothes.
"I told you i am NOT undressing," Ed said firmly.
"Oh, it's no big deal!" Winry argued.
"Have you no self respect?" Ed challenged.
"More then you Edward!" She shoved the clothes into his arms. "If it bothers you so much, close your damn eyes!"
She trudged off, and slammed the door as she stepped back into the house.
Ed held his breath and closed his eyes.
i'll never tell you which article of clothing he picked first!