Throw a wrench at the messenger's head.
I hope Winry accepts those lemons as as peace offering, Al thought as he and Ed walked up the path to the Rockbell home. Brother still won't tell me how he managed to wreck his arm!
"Edward, you moron!" Winry screamed from the balcony. "Why do you never call ahead of time?"
"Just get down here, Winry!" Ed called back. "I don't just have bad news this time!"
-Minutes later, inside-
"So I'm guessing the bad news is that your arm is broken yet again. What's the good news, Ed?" Winry sighed.
"W-well," Ed stuttered as he pulled off his signature red coat with his left hand. "Eh, the arm's still intact?"
Indeed it was, but it hung from his shoulder limply.
"How did this happen?" Winry asked, her tone calm, but her hand drifting toward the wrench on her belt.
Ed huffed. "I was trying to make apple juice out of lemons, and the transmutation went weird."
ZING!
"OUCH! Winry, that hurt!" One guess as to whose whine that was.
A/N: There's more to this scenario, but it goes along with another lemon use, so it'll be in the next chapter. I'll try to update weekly, but no guarantees. Feel free to spam my pm inbox if I'm taking too much longer than that, though.
God bless!
Posted 7/24/13