Always ConnectedThe sound of Winry's drill rang from the workshop, out through her silent house as she made another screw hole in the plating for Edward's new automail.
He and Al has shown up three days ago, with Ed one arm short. The smashed remains of her precious automail were completely un-salvagable, and
Winry got started on the long process of building one from scratch. And of course, like every other time, Ed demanded a rush job so they could get back to
whatever dangerous thing they were up to this time. Couldn't they just relax and enjoy some time home? They deserved a break every once in a while, and Winry
wouldn't object to a few more days to work on his arm. Though the extra charge for the rush job Winry had asked of the blonde alchemist made it worth while.
*Maybe I should have a back-up for Edward all the time. It's a pain staying up all night, day after day to build one fast enough for him. I could work
on it little by little, whenever I have some free time and no customers.* Winr
Intense Feelings of a DreamA short one-shot Fullmetal Alchemist fan-fic, Written from Winry's POV. Please enjoy!
His calf flexes with strong muscles as he runs forward, determination set beautifully across his face. He crouches slightly before he leaps into the air, then kicks his steel leg forward with impressive speed and strength. His opponent raises a metal arm, blocking the attack, and throws him back. His blonde hair falls loose in front of his face, catches the sun as he moves through the air, and turns the long strands gold.
He lands silently, crouching, and slides backwards across the grass. He doesn't pause - he's moving forward again, back towards his opponent, his speed increased.
He fakes left, then goes the opposite way, pulling back his right arm in preparation to attack. The steel arm glistens in the suns evening rays in a sort of beautiful yet tragic way.
When he brings his arm forward, his attack is again easily blocked. His opponent grabs the metal arm, lifts, then supports his body with the o