Draped in Wires
by. Poisoned Scarlet
Theme 042: Loud Mouth
He was still reeling from the news.
Pregnant.
He never knew one word could cause such an explosive reaction; such a joyous and unprecedented burst of the most refined glee there was in life while simultaneously filling him with a terror and dread never felt before. His own preferred field of study had tried over and over again to recreate life down to its most purest point but had never quite managed to get there. Although Human Transmutation and the creation of a Homunculus were things that he had to take into consideration, he was also aware that simply creating life, simply creating a being that would grow up to be normal without any type extra abilities, was nearly impossible.
There would always have to be sacrifices made in the process of creating life in alchemy.
This was the one way, the only way, as Winry jogged down the stairs to meet him with a bright smile, that life could be created without any type of toll; any type of exchange. He knew that perhaps the days he would have to spend tending to the child, no doubt changing him, feeding him, or putting him to sleep would eventually account for the amount of happiness they felt. It was like an exchange, but he couldn't agree more than it was the best type of exchange.
"I just told Mr. Garfiel!" Winry excitedly told him, her cheeks flushed a pretty pink from laughing. "He says he can't wait until the due date!"
"By the way, I forgot to ask," Edward began, curiously. "How far are you?"
"Around two months."
"Oh..."
They walked out of the shop, Winry pulling him to a local restaurant where they could enjoy their late breakfast in peace.
Two months, two months... He went through a brief recount of the events that happened during the time-span of two months. He mostly went through the heated trysts they had under the cloak of darkness, and tried to remember an instant where he had either failed to use protection or perhaps forget...?
No. He had every single time...
Mostly.
"I remember now!" Ed exclaimed, as they both slipped into the booths and a waitress addressed them politely. He distractedly ordered some orange juice while Winry ordered a glass of apple juice. "It was that night! When I was too lazy to put it on after I came home from work! That must've been the night you got pregnant!"
Winry noticed, with a sense of satisfaction, that whatever interest the girl had in Edward, as she had been no fool to the covert looks she sent him as she laid their menus before them, promptly vanished the instant those words had left his mouth. Winry even thought the girl paled a little.
This was one of the few times she was grateful for Ed's loud-mouth, as she kicked Ed under the table for being so loud and waited for her glass of juice to arrive smugly.