- You cannot even imagine how long this was before editing. O_o -
36. Good for Something.
"Ed, go wake Winry up." Pinako ordered, going to answer the door that Den was barking wildly at.
"Why do I gotta do it?" Ed whined.
"Because I have to take her customers until she's up. Oh, SHUT UP Den!" Pinako added, scooting the dog aside with her foot.
Ed scowled and grumbled all the way upstairs. He rapped on Winry's door loudly. "Winry, get up!" he yelled. "You've got a customer waiting!"
He could hear a faint shuffle, then the door opened to reveal a very sickly blonde mechanic. "Could you tell Granny to cancel for today?" she said in a scratchy voice. "I'm not feeling well." As if to punctuate the matter, she broke into a coughing fit that resounded from deep in her chest.
Ed's irritation vanished. "Winry, you look awful." He said, looking her over.
Winry tried to glare, but it wasn't very intimidating on her ill state. "Just what every girl wants to hear," She growled hoarsely.
Ed reached out and felt her forehead. "Jeez, you're burning up!" he said worriedly.
"I'm fine; just tell Granny I-"
He was interrupted as Ed grabbed her wrist. "Bed. NOW." He said, dragging her into her room.
"Wha-what?" Winry was too surprised to try and fight back.
"You need rest; like sleep." Ed ordered, pulling back the covers and making her sit.
"Well… okay." Winry said, slightly taken aback at his sudden change in attitude. She lay down and pulled the covers up to her stomach. Ed reached across her and pulled them to her shoulders, automail momentarily brushing her cheek. Without thinking, Winry snatched his hand and pulled it back to her feverish cheek. She let out a sigh of relief. "It's so cool…" she mumbled.
Ed stared down at her, starting to feel his cheeks flood with heat as well. Hesitantly he slipped his hand out of hers and pressed it to her forehead. "How's that?" he asked, voice barely above a whisper.
"It's nice." She replied quietly.
Ed chuckled, trying to ease the awkwardness. "At least this thing is good for something." He joked, moving to the other cheek and flipping his hand to the back.
Winry smiled and reached up, eyes still closed. She placed her hand in his and curled her fingers around it. "Thank you."
"Anytime," Ed replied softly, enclosing her warm hand in his cool one.