Week Twenty-Two – April 3rd
Winry was innocently making her breakfast – this week eggs with peanut butter was her thing – when she was assaulted.
Two hands had gripped her belly from behind, causing her to jump in shock, twisting around and burning Ed's right arm with the pan of her breakfast.
"Oh fuck!" Ed shouted, grabbing his arm. "Jesus Christ…"
"Oh my god, Ed, I'm so sorry!" Winry exclaimed, dropping the pan onto the ground, losing her breakfast. "Dammit!"
"SHUT UP!"