When Life Gives You Lemons

by Scaehime

...What else can you do besides make lemonade? Ed decides to make apple juice. Winry might make apple pie. Or maybe she'll throw a wrench at the messenger's head. I have a handful of ideas for future updates, but I'm open to requests as long as they don't involve 'romantic' lemons. Shoutouts to requesters if I use an idea. Story art hand-drawn by me. Enjoy!

4. Say, 'Hm, tastes like chicken'

Say, 'Hm, tastes like chicken!'

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'Equivalent exchange, huh?' Ed thought as he ate the delicious apple pie Winry had made.

"So, how's it taste, Brother?" Al asked, hoping it would be something to add to the list of foods to try once he had his body back.

Ed swallowed his current mouthful before replying. He didn't want to choke again! "Hm, tastes like chicken!" Ed smirked, ignoring the danger signals from Winry, or, more specifically, her wrench.

Bad idea.

ZING!

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A/N: Sorry this is a couple days late (AGAIN!), to those who have been waiting. To those who haven't, e.g. those who come across this fic later, sorry for taking up this extra space with unnecessary apologies.

God bless!

Posted 8/10/13