Week Sixteen – February 20th
"So, are we hoping for little girls or little boys?" the doctor who would be determining the gender of the babies asked Ed and Winry. While they had agreed that Winry would get the natural homebirth that she wanted, Edward got to pick going to the doctor for a gender reveal.
"We're just hoping they're happy and healthy," Ed said. Winry smiled and nodded. She unbuttoned her pants, lowering them just a bit, and laid back for the doctor to give her the ultrasound.
"Well, that's the answer I get from most parents," the doctor said. He squirted the cold liquid on Winry's stomach and began to do the examination. "There they are, the twins. Have you two decided on names?"
"We were thinking Damian for a boy," Ed said.
"We most certainly were not," Winry said. "But we were thinking Dante for a girl."
"Hell no."
"Well, you won't have to argue about gendered names anymore, because you both are having two little boys," the doctor announced.
"Oh man…" Edward trailed off. "Boys…"
"Usually that's what the father of the couple wants," the doctor said. "It's more common for the women not to care, but the father usually wants a son to follow in his footsteps."
"Oh…" Ed trailed off. He secretly was hoping for a girl. Sure, he knew nothing about girls, but he knew nothing about boys either, and at least Winry knew something about girls. Now neither of them knew anything.
"Thank you, doctor," Winry said with a small smile. "Now we can start decorating the nursery."
"Don't forget a babyshower," the doctor said. "I know plenty of women who love to plan those things. Have fun, you two. And happy parenting."
"What's wrong, Ed?" Winry asked when they returned home. She was worried, the blonde male hadn't said a word during the entire walk home.
"Nothing, I'm just excited," Edward fibbed. "I think I'm gonna call Al when we get in."
"Sure," Winry said.
They walked inside of the house, and Ed took his phone call to the corded phone in the bedroom he shared with Winry. After they had moved in together, they had installed a corded phone in the bedroom so they didn't have to have private phone calls out in the open space of the dining room.
"What's wrong with him?" Pinako asked as she smoked a pipe at the table.
"I think he's worried about the babies," Winry said. "We found out we're having boys."
"Boys, huh?" Pinako smirked. "Payback for all the trouble I went through with him and Alphonse."
"That's the thing, I think he's worried because he didn't have a father," Winry explained. "I know how his brain works, and that's exactly the type of thing he would believe."
"Then you'll just have to reassure him," Pinako said. "He'll be a good father; trust me. Hohenheim wasn't the best, but he did care for the boys."
"But he left," Winry said. "I think Ed's afraid he'll do the same thing."
"Then talk to him."
"I don't know, Al, I'm just scared," Ed said to his brother on the phone. "Winry knows how to deal with girls, but with boys…we don't know how to do anything with boys."
"What do you mean you don't know how to do anything with boys?" Alphonse asked. "You're a boy, aren't you? And you and I both grew up together."
"Yeah, but I've never fathered a boy," Edward said.
"Winry's never mothered a boy either," Al said. "I know how your mind is working, brother. You're worried because dad wasn't around, but the thing is, Winry's parents weren't around either. Sure, she has granny, but we all had granny."
"I guess you're right…" Ed trailed off.
"Go to your woman. She's going to squeeze two watermelons out of her in a few months and she needs you to be supportive."
"Gross, Al." Edward laughed. They said their goodbyes and ended their phone call. Winry then walked in the room.
"Ed?" Winry asked. Their conversation didn't need to be spoken. Edward nodded.
"I know." Winry smiled.