(A/N: Yo! Chibi-Sen1124, here! I did not expect so many reviews so quickly. But as promised, you reached the fifth review and therefore deserve the update. I skimmed for any spelling mistakes but if you catch one I didn't, I apologize.
BluezebraAFHS, I really want to incorporate EVERYONE from FMAB into this story. So, yes Team Mustang and everyone you can think of will be either mentioned or will appear in this story. Your review gave me an idea and thus the beginning of it was born here. Don't worry. You'll see the Major and his sparkles soon.
fullmetalpassion, Ed will definitely get Al back. But that time has not come yet. And yes, Mei will show up as well.
Namindu, your reviews always encourage me whenever I begin to doubt myself. It means a lot to me. So, thank you. AND because you asked, i shall see to it that I finish the story until the end.
Flygrrl, Oh! Thank you for reminding me! You mentioned that Al didn't need transmutation circle. I spoke of my theory about that in chapter 13. Hopefully, that clarifies it enough. If anyone else was confused, you can refer back to chapter thirteen.
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My wonderful followers, you are incredible and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for following my story. Enjoy!)
The wind howled harshly against the house, making it groan and creak every so often. The snow had finally started to fall lightly but was being roughly pushed to the side due to the wind. Cold air tried to seep through into the house but was instantly beaten away by the warmth of a fire. Near the warmth of that fire was Al and Winry, sprawled on top of mountains of blankets.
"You finally finished brother's automail?" Al asked. Winry nodded. She yawned, despite it being only the late afternoon.
"It took a lot longer because Ed could not stop reciting the periodic table the WHOLE entire time. It was annoying me. He's an alchemic idiot." she said with a sigh.
"But he's your alchemic idiot." Al retorted. Winry grabbed her mug of chocolate milk besides Al. Al grabbed his and they sat up.
"I shall drink to that." They clinked their mugs together and took a small careful sip since the rich dark chocolate was steaming. They heard Ed coming down stairs and he made his way to the living room. His hair was wet and hung on his back. He was wearing a red long sleeve shirt and his pajama bottoms.
"So, what are we drinking to?" he asked, grabbing a cup to serve himself some coffee instead.
"An alchemic idiot." Al and Winry said at the same time, sharing a look. Ed looked at them suspiciously but shook it off. He looked around and noticed Granny wasn't anywhere to be seen.
"Is Granny still working on that automail piece she told us about?" he asked them. Winry shook her head, looking up at Ed.
"She said she had somewhere to go. It was important." Winry told him. He hummed in wonderment.
"She went out now? It's getting really dark and chilly." he said, taking a sip of his bitter coffee. Al looked at him in disgust.
"How can you drink coffee?" Al asked. Ed took another sip and motioned to Al's cup of chocolate with his cup of coffee.
"How can you drink milk?" Ed challenged. Winry raised her hands.
"Alright. That's enough now. Ed, come over here. I have to take a look at your automail." Ed shook his head.
"T-that's alright. It's feels f-fine to me." he stuttered, a light shade of pink appearing before his face. Winry smiled at him.
"Stop acting all bashful, Ed. I have to check your automail." she said, grabbing a wrench form underneath the blankets.
"Oh, it's been a while since I've seen that pointed toward me. Ahhh, takes me back to those nostalgic days." Ed said, looking up at the ceiling like an old man recollecting his youthful years.
"Would you like to feel these nostalgic days once more?" Winry threatened.
"No, it's fine." Ed said quickly, rushing to Winry. She sighed and raised the bottom of the pajama leg over his knee. She studied the automail carefully, looking at each part with caution. Ed stiffened and felt awkward. Al gave his brother a look and Ed rolled his eyes.
"Well, everything looks good. You may leave." she said. He bowed at her.
"Thank you, your majesty." she stuck her tongue out at him but Ed only laughed. Al stood up, grabbing his cup of chocolate.
"Well, looks like I have to get started on dinner." he said, making his way to the kitchen. Ed stretched his arm, the one that was holding the cup.
"I have to go clean my room. I made a huge mess looking for this shirt." Ed told them.
"Why?" Winry asked, her curiosity slightly piqued.
"Oh? You don't recognize it? You gave it to me for my birthday but I never wore because it was too big." he said. Winry looked down at his shirt and recognized it. She smirked.
"Yeah, I remember. But that was a joke to make fun of your smallness." she said. He raised his arms and smiled.
"Looks like the jokes on you. I grew and it fits me." he said, winking at her. He walked away to leave Winry all alone.
"I have to take a bath." she said to her heart, which was galloping inside her chest.
LINE BREAK YO
When Ed came down from cleaning his room, he wasn't sure what to look at. He could have looked at a) Al's failure at making dinner. It seems he forgot about it on the stove and it burnt. b)Winry's huge black shirt which was actually his. Her hair was over her shoulder and he had to admit, she looked really good like that. or c) the baby who was currently sitting in his chair. He chose the latter of those three.
"Um, am I hallucinating a baby sitting in my chair or…" Ed asked. The baby looked up at him. Her midnight black hair shone brightly and her copper skin was most likely as smooth as it looked. Granny threw her head back and laughed.
"Your face is golden, Edward." she said, wiping a tear from her hair. Ed's jaw dropped.
"Granny! Is this your baby?" he asked. Granny slammed her fist on the table.
"What kind of women do you take me for? A young one?" she said. The baby cooed and had trouble balancing on the chair. She moved slightly to the left and was about to fall before Ed caught her. He held her from underneath her arms. She smiled at Ed with her toothless gums.
"So, the baby?" he asked, trying his hardest to hold her correctly.
"Huh? Oh, yes. A couple who moved to Resembool a few months ago asked me to take care of their child for about a week while they headed to Central." Granny explained. Ed sat down on the chair and rested the baby on his leg.
"And they couldn't take her because…?" he asked, stretching the last word for emphasis.
"Because it was under military business. They were both called by the Fuhrer under the command of General Mustang." she further explained.
"That bast-"
"AHEM." Winry said, looking at the baby. Ed rolled his eyes.
"Not like she's going to know what I'm going to say." he said.
"Doesn't matter. No foul language." she said, annoyed.
"Anyway, I need the three of you taking care of her while I make my way to Rush Valley tonight." They all looked at her in surprise.
"Rush Valley? For what?" Ed asked.
"Some automail parts I requested. Apparently, they misheard me and the don't want to give me the correct parts I asked for. I have to get there by tomorrow morning so I can give them a piece of my mind. Hopefully it won't be snowing so hard over here that I can't take the train back in time." she said. Ed groaned.
"Really? I don't want to take care of her." he looked down at her. She gave another smile at Ed. Her small hand reached out to Ed's golden hair. She grasped it in her hand and decided she didn't want to let go.
"Well, looks like you're stuck with her." Winry said to Ed. But she had to admit, it was cute seeing the little baby attached to Ed.
"Granny, do the parents happen to be Ishvalan?" Al asked. Granny nodded.
"Only the mother. That's why she's dark skinner and her hair is black. Her father, however, is from Amestris and is a lot lighter. That's also why her eyes are a light shade of green." All three of them looked at the young child of two different ethnic background.
"That explains why General Mustang asked her parents to go to Central." Al said.
"Are we just going to have to keep on calling her 'her' or are you going to tell us her name?" Ed asked.
"They left it on her baby bag. Just look for it there. Now, don't bother me. I have to leave." she said.
"What about dinner?" Al asked them. Everyone quickly stood up from the table and Al sighed.
(A/N: SO! How was that? Not expecting that, were you? I fully realize that this is a very short chapter but it's short for a reason. The next chapter will defiantly be longer. As you can see, I left the child's name ambiguous. I wouldn't mind hearing a few suggestions from you guys. I will update soon if I get...ten reviews? Suggestion for the baby's name DOES count. Or maybe leaving a review about the chapter, what I could improve on, or an idea you'd rather read than write yourself. Thanks a bundle!)
(A/N2: Anyone considering in reading another one of my Royai one-shots? So I can publish the one I have.)