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The Gift
8
Winry
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November 18th – Saturday
When the phone rang, Ed shifted in his chair and tried to concentrate on his book. Given how many times Winry had called, he'd become very proficient in ignoring the message machine. Unfortunately, this time it wasn't Winry that was leaving a message.
"Ed, you little brat! I know you're there! Pick up the phone this instant!"
Dropping the book, Ed scrambled out of his chair and grabbed the phone. "Pinako?" he said, in his panic not reacting to the 'little' comment. The old woman wasn't someone you ignored when she was pissed.
"Damn straight. Now, if you value your life, you'll stop ignoring Winry and talk to her. She's driving me completely insane!"
He opened his mouth to say something, but then heard Pinako yell, "Winry! Edward is on the phone for you!"
Ed groaned inwardly. He wasn't ready for…
"EDWARD?" Winry yelled in his ear, and he winced.
"Hi…" he said weakly, happy that she was there and not here.
"I've been trying to get a hold of you all week!" the mechanic said in a rush.
Before she could say anything else, Ed put in, "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, I've been busy." It was a lie, but if it could get him out of this bind…
"Ed…" his friend whimpered on the other line and he frowned. "Ed, I don't want him to come… Why didn't you talk to me about this? I just don't feel comfortable with having that man here…" Ed's frown deepened. He could hear the tears in her voice…
"Winry…I, well, I didn't think it would be that big of a deal. I mean…" How am I going to get myself out of this bind? he thought. He wanted to placate her enough so that she didn't complain about Roy coming, but he also didn't want to hurt her feelings. How…? "Don't you want a chance to talk to him? I mean...it might be good for you…" That's what girls do, right? They talk about things...
Ed sighed.
If only he and Mustang were talking about some things…
There was a long pause, and for a moment Ed thought their connection had died, but then Winry said, "That's… a good idea, Ed…" The blond's eye brows knit together in confusion. Did Winry seem pleased with the idea?
"What are you planning?" he asked slowly. He really didn't like how she'd said that.
"Oh…nothing…" she said, a little too sweetly. "You're right. I just need to get it all out. I think that's what I'm going to do."
"Win…"
"See you when you get here."
"Win…" he said again, but there was a click and the line when dead.
Slowly, Ed put the phone down, then went back to sit in his chair. He suddenly wasn't feeling too confident about brining the colonel with him to Rizembool…
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