Pinako thrusted a plate of steaming vegetables at Ed when he came through the door. Winry was smiling, pleased with herself that Ed had cooperated with her.

Ed grumbled, a red tint still in his face, and sat down heavily at the table. Every bite he took, he mumbled angrily under his breath.

Winry tried to open her mouth, but Ed held up his hand, chomping on more food. Winry shrugged and ate her own food. Pinako glared suspiciously at Ed.

"Since when did you eat steamed vegetables?" Pinako sneered.

Winry gulped. Uh oh… what do I say?

"On my journeys…. Ermmm... I was always uh….. Hungry….. so I learned to eat just about anything…" She smiled, trying to sound persuasive.

Pinako handed her a bottle of milk. "Even this?" Pinako challenged.

Ed looked up. He glared at Winry, flailing his hands wildly.

He squinted hard, trying to send Winry the message….. IF YOU LET ONE DROP OF THAT STUFF IN MY BODY, I SWEAR YOU'LL PAY.

Winry seemed to get the message and shot Ed a look of understanding. Ed sighed and brushed a drop of sweat off his head.

Winry grabbed the bottle. Ed almost chocked on a seared carrot. Winry took a huge swig of the milk.

Pinako gazed in awe. "Never thought I'd see the day…" She nodded, clearly impressed.

Ed's face grew pale. Winry you traitor! He gazed helplessly at her.

"What's wrong Ed I mean Winry?" Winry chuckled.

Ed spit his meal onto the table. His jaw hung low, his face paling. "HOW DARE YOU MAKE ME DRINK THAT DISGUSTING STUFF!!!!" He blared.

Pinako looked at her granddaughter with confusion. "You don't have to drink it Winry…." She suggested.

"Disgusting, completely disgusting!" Ed proclaimed with rage evident in his tone.

He slammed his chair into the table and grabbed Winry. He dragged her up to her room.

Winry laughed teasingly the whole way until Ed thrust a towel into her mouth.

"ED!" She choked, removing the towel.

He pointed at the towel. "Clean my mouth out NOW!" He demanded.

Winry shrugged. "It's not like you were in here to taste it," She sighed.

Ed stomped his foot. "STOP PUTTING ME THROUGH HELL WINRY!" he shouted. "I played your game, so stop treating me like a toy!" He hollered.

Winry winced. She glowered at him. He scowled back firmly.

"Fine…" Winry sighed

Ed was still displeased somewhat. "You like messing with me," Ed realized.

"You're so dense," Winry smirked.

He let out a faint grin. "Hey Winry…"

She looked up curiously. "You look oddly serious,"

"I don't mean to scare you Winry," He began. "But if we want our bodies back we're going to have to fight for them." Ed concluded grimly.

Al nodded. "I'll help," He tried to comfort her.

Ed looked at her thoughtfully. "And to fight, you'll need to know how to use my body,"

"You mean learn alchemy?" She realized worried.

Ed nodded. "Using alchemy in your body will use too much energy, since you're not used to the intensity," Ed calculated.

Winry gulped. "Fine…" Anything to get us out of this mess, she uttered weakly.

"Alright, Winry," Ed said taking her hands. "Let's get started,"

Winry and Ed had stayed up late, trying to get her to understand the principles of alchemy.

She grasped the concept gradually.

"Now, let's try thins again….." Ed yawned. "Put your hands together," He instructed.

Winry clapped her hands obediently, a look of scorching determination on her face.

She scrunched her yes shut, trying to focus her energy to the palms of her hands. She lat them on the ground, and daringly opened her eyes.

"Damn it…" Ed murmured, gazing at the spot Winry's hands touched.

"I'm hopeless…" She sighed.

"There's no way she can learn the circles in time either," Al noted. "It took us years to understand them all,"

Ed furrowed his brow.

What do we do? How can we get back to our own bodies?! At this rate, I'll be a girl forever! NOOOOO!