Since I've had these scenes sitting around for so long, and all I'm doing at this point is giving them a once over for formatting and stupidity, I really have no excuse not to update regularly. I think once or twice a week will be the goal.
6. Always right
"So, Ed, how'd you meet your friend?" Izumi asked while Al and Winry were out with some of the village children.
"Winry? She's my mechanic," Ed replied nonchalantly and took a sip of his tea.
"That young? I'd never figured you to pick beauty over talent," said Izumi with a knowing smile.
Ed spat his tea back into the cup. "What? NO! It's not like that!" He'd jumped up and was waving his arms fiercely in the negative. "She lived next door to us in Risembool; her granny's the best automail mechanic this side of Central!"
"Oh," replied Izumi, taking another sip. "So how come she's tagging along with you two?"
Rant dismissed and derailed, Ed plopped back into his chair. "Good question," he groaned. "She came to Central to do some maintenance on my arm, dragged us to Rush Valley, spent half my research budget, stole my watch, and beat me with a wrench," Ed grumbled. He crossed his arms across his chest and blew a lock of loose blond hair out of his face. Izumi's smirk widened, and she relished watching her prodigy's first crush. Always one for good timing, she waited until Ed was taking a sip of tea before provoking him further.
"You must really love her to put up with all of that," she said, fully prepared for the crash of china and the incoherent sputtering. Her little prodigy froze with his mouth open and an automail finger pointed at her. "You can fix the cup before you waste your breath on denial," she added.
Ed recovered a moment later and sank down to the floor. He clapped his hands, Izumi saw a flash of blue light, and Ed resurfaced with the repaired cup. He murmured a 'sorry' and resumed sulking.
"I don't 'love' her," Ed groaned, barely audible.
"Not yet, but you'll realize it soon enough," Izumi replied. "Trust me, Ed, I'm never wrong about these things."