I am 14 now. Ed is 15. Al is also 14. It had been a few years since we tried to bring back Trisha. Pinako and Winry had fixed Ed up with automail replacements for his arm and leg. They couldn't do anyhting about my eye, so I made a black eyepatch to cover it. Ed, Al, and I had burned down the house at Ed's command, but we didn't know why he wanted us to do so. Winry and Pinako had been there too. When Ed told us we were going to leave them, I was really upset. Any person would be heartbroken if they had to leave their best friends- no, family- behind. While Ed and Al left behind most of their possessions (ones not burned in the fire, that is), I took the horse I created using alchemy a long time ago. When we left, I was moping until Ed snapped some sense into me, scolding me. He had grown fast, his straw- colored hair now in a braid with his usual bangs in front of his gold eyes. He was still short, too, but I was just as short as he was, so I guess he took comfort in knowing that he wasn't the only dwarf around (PS- sorry to all you tall people reading this :3). Al was still the same, and I polished him every month. If anything, Al had grown more mature. Right now, we were on a train heading to Reole.
I sat next to Ed and across from Al. Ed had his arm draped over my shoulders, which made me blush at first, but I got used to it. I looked over at Al, who had his hands folded neatly in his lap.
"Why can't I sit with you guys?" Al says, a hint of loneliness edging his voice.
"You're just too dang big, Al," Ed says with a chuckle. I smiled and reached over to pat Al's arm. When I did, the sound resonated throughout his armor. I began to look at the horse for the hundredth time. When I tossed it into the air, Ed's automail hand flashed out and grabbed it. I look over and find Ed smirking fiendishly at me. He observed it.
"Nice," he says, tossing it into the air for me to catch. I caught it barely before it hit the ground and I scowled at Ed, who laughed. Then, the train came to a stop.
"We've arrived," Ed says, standing up. We stepped out of the train and I fell face-flat onto the sand. I yelped (earning me a mouthful of sand). Ed and Al helped e up and began to laugh when they saw my face as red a Ed's cape. I laughed too and glanced around. I expected to see buildings, but all I saw was a sand landscape.
"Hey Ed, where is it?" I ask.
"We have to walk there!" Ed says, running his hands through his hair and flashing me and Al a signature smile of his. I exaled and pretended my back had another freeze episode.
"Ack! Guys, I can't walk! my back..." I say in mock pain. Ed and Al stoop over me. Al lifts me up and carries me in his arm.
"Thanks, Al," I say, patting his chest.
"No problem," Al's red glowing eyes squint as he begins to walk. I look over his shoulder at Ed and wink. Ed's eyes widen and close as he shakes his head, silently laughing. I turn my head to face in front of us, and when I still see nothing but sand, I breathe out and close my eyes. This is going to take a long time.