Me: Mwa ha ha…

Roy: Should we be scared again?

Me: Umm…yes.

Roy: I don't like being scared. Can I set something on fire instead?

Me: Actually, YOU'LL like this chapter (well…at least the end).

Ed #1: You have a habit of making me feel uncomfortable.

Me: Oh yeah…

Disclaimer: Me no own, at all. ...well, actually... (Giant newspaper comes out of sky and smacks me) OWE! Okay, okay, me no own, me no own!

Chapter 3: Edwina

Winry leaned down, inches away from Ed's face, straining to hear him. "Are you alright?" she breathed.

"…I may need mouth to mouth…"

"WHAT?" she screamed, scooting back several feet.

Ed sat up, rubbing his head. "Hey, can't a guy try?" Winry only gawked at him, not able to find the right words. Ed looked over at her. "What's gotten into you?" She clenched her fists and ran up to him.

"What's gotten into ME?" she screamed. "What's gotten into YOU? I thought you were dead! How could you make such a lame joke at a time like that?"

Ed blew out his cheeks and turned away. "Joke? I prefer the term 'pick-up line'."

"This can't be happening…" mumbled Winry. "I was the one who died, that must be it." She nodded in agreement with herself and turned back to the brothers. "Alright," she declared. "I'm dead, so none of this is happening, okay?" They stared at her for a minute.

"Um…Winry?"

"Yes, Al?"

"If you're dead, how are you speaking to us?"

She thought about this for a moment. "I'm not sure…but if I'm not dead, then this is definitely a dream." She said firmly.

"A dream, eh? Then I hope it's a really GOOD dream." Said Ed suggestively, winking at her.

"My point exactly."

"Look," said Al, "I know Niisan can be rather stupid at times, but I really don't think you're imagining this."

"Hey, whatever happened to Scar?" asked Ed, saying the smartest thing thus far. They all turned to where the man had previously been unconscious to find that he had long since escaped while Winry was freaking out. Ed sighed. "Oh great, now I have to track him down all over again."

Winry blinked, surprised by the sudden mood swing. "Ed…are you you again?"

He stared at her, then walked up to her and held her hands. "My dearest, I'll be whatever you want me to be."

"I'll take that as a no."

"Niisan, what's gotten into you?" asked Al, approaching the two. "You're acting so…so flirty."

"That's because, dear brother, I'm in the radiant presence of the one and only girl I lo—" he broke off, gazing over at another pretty girl who walked passed them.

"Yeah right," said Winry, slapping his hands away. Ed snapped back to attention.

"Where're you going?"

"Back to Central, we need to report to the Colonel."

Ed groaned. "Not HIM." He watched the other two walk off towards the train station. Ed glanced around, and then dashed off in the other direction.

"Now, Ed, can you please promise that you'll behave in front of your superior off…ice…er…" Winry turned around, Ed nowhere to be seen. "This can't be happening."

"Niichan!"

"Edward!"

"Oniisan!"

About twenty minutes later, the two were still searching. Unfortunately, it seemed to be a lost cause at this point. "We're never going to find him…" grumbled Winry. Suddenly, they heard a loud SLAP from a little ways away followed by a young women's voice saying "well, I never!" It was Ed. Winry and Al rushed off towards the source of the cry. They found a woman in a small café, complaining about a short kid with wandering hands. She pointed them north, and that's where they went. They soon figured out that all they had to do was follow the violated screams, and sooner or later they'd come across Ed. But unfortunately, their luck ran out quickly, as the screams stopped after a few minutes. "It was too good to be true." sighed Winry, flopping down on a stool in front of a bar. "We've lost him…"

"Alphonse!" shouted someone coming up to the two.

"Yes?" asked Al as he turned around to face the speaker. He gasped. "Um…Winry? You might wanna see this."

Winry turned away from the counter to stare at this new person. "No…" she cried, "it can't be…"

"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked the very short, teenaged girl with blonde hair, gold eyes and a metal arm. "Is something wrong, Winry?"

"My life can't get any worse…" sobbed the poor mechanic.

Ed #1: Am I still the star of this?

Me: You yourself were never the star. You as a whole are the star.

Winry: Oi, what about me?

Me: You're more of the victim here.

Winry: Shoot me, quick, before anymore Eds pop up.

Me: That won't be happening anytime soon. Now…Review! And you'll get cookies.

Al: How?

Me: …magically.

Al: Ugh… Just hurry up and write the next chapter.