Chapter 3 – Going to Central
After we finished our meal, Ed and Al said they were heading to Central. I said that I wanted to go with them but Ed said I should stay. I insisted that he take Kilmer and me with them so that if Roy and the others give them any trouble, I would be there to dig him out of it. Ed reluctantly gave in after Al sided with me and Kilmer. With that we started on our journey to Central.
"Hey, Ed," I started. "How's Winry? And Pinako? I haven't seen them in years. Well not since Winry talked me into getting that tattoo of the snake and serpent. You know the one on the back of your jacket. That was how long ago? About 8 years right?"
"Yeah," Ed muttered. "They're alright I guess. I haven't seen them in about 3 years. Right, Al?"
Al shrugged. I smiled at Ed's forgetfulness and I looked to Kilmer. I saw that he had a deep thoughtful look on his thin pale features. His eyebrows were furrowed together and the corners of his mouth were turned down in a deep frown. I poked him in the ribs with my elbow and he jumped and almost fell. I laughed. Kilmer chuckled at himself. I turned back to my little brothers and saw them hanging on each other shaking with silent laughter. I lost it again. Within a five minute period, all of us were cracking up and rolling in the dirt.
About an hour later, we had started a second time toward Central because we had to catch our breath and tell everyone that passed us that we were fine. Now whenever we would look at each other we would smile at what happened between me and Kilmer that day.
It took us three days to get to Central by foot. When we arrived, my feet were sore and my shoulders were cramping from carrying my pack for three days straight.
"Ed, I need food," I whimpered. "Not to mention my feet are sore and my shoulders are cramped. When do we eat? I haven't had a damn thing to eat since we left Resembool (a/n: did I spell that right?). Besides why did we have to walk? I could have easily gotten us a cab or something. Dammit, Edward! Answer me!"
"Don't call me 'Edward,'" he muttered. "We walked because Al can't fit in a cab remember? We eat whenever I say we eat."
My stomach growled loudly as did Ed's and Kilmer's. "Alright," Ed cried. "We need food, I admit it. Now where's that place that Roy likes? I know it's around here somewhere." He looked around. "There it is! The Gray Glove. Let's go get some food, guys!"
We followed Ed to a neat little restaurant. A pleasant little man sat us down at a table in the corner with menus. I looked over the menu and an interesting dish caught my eye. It was a meat dish with a light minty Margarita sauce. Whenever the man that sat us down came back, I ordered that. It was called "Mint Meat Margarita." About 15 minutes later, our food was brought to us in steaming plates from the kitchens. I wolfed down my food and ate whatever Ed and Kilmer didn't touch.
(1 1/2 months later)
"Edward!" I called. "Where are you? Dammit, Edward! Get your sorry ass out here!"
"How many times do I have to tell you to quit calling me 'Edward'!" he called back form his room upstairs. "It's Saturday, Jo! It's one of my two days to sleep in. Besides Roy said he would be by THIS AFTERNOON! Now let me sleep. I was up late the last few nights. So let me catch up on my sleep would you?"
I rolled my eyes. I put Ed's breakfast back in the oven to keep it warm for whenever he wanted to come down and eat. Kilmer and I had already eaten and Al shut himself in the study to brush up on his alchemy. I needed to as well. I left the kitchen and made my way upstairs to my room to look through my alchemy books and see if I could get some other stuff done. About three hours later, a knock on the front door dragged me away from my alchemy studies. I raced down the stairs and peeked through the peep hole. It was Roy and Risa from headquarters.
