I grinned, excitedly, on my way out to visit my best friend, Trisha Elric.

I noticed that mom rolled her eyes at me. She didn't understand how amazing Trisha was, and how I only really smiled around her.

She was the only girl that understood me. (Pinako Rockbell didn't count; she's old like mom.)

I dropped to my knees, and asked her the question, that I have been dying to ask her for a long time, "Will you marry me?"

"Yes! I really want to. As long as my parents approve." She told me with enough enthusiasm to make my day.

Her mom wanted to know if I was a good, honest man, but her dad wanted to know something else entirely before I could marry his daughter.

Trisha's father asked me, "How much do you make, son?"

I watched my daughter, Edlynn, run off to visit with her friend, and Automail mechanic, Wenry Rockbell.

I knew without a doubt, that my eldest child, and only daughter was in love by the look in her eyes, and her very evident enthusiasm.

Years later, I listened, as Edlynn proclaimed to Trisha, and myself, that, "He's the one for me."

I know now what my father-in-law felt, when I asked him for his permission to marry Trisha.

Wenry Rockbell had stopped by to ask for my permission for him to marry Edlynn.

"You wouldn't ever dream of hurting my precious, little girl, would you?" My beloved wife, Trisha, asked him.

"I would never dream of hurting her, m'am." Wenry answered back, politely.

"How much do you make as an Automail engineer?" I asked him.

Wenry pulled out his last paycheck from his pocket.

I nodded, and "Hmm'd," as I looked at the amount of money, that he made, recently.

"I do." Edlynn said with a lot of confidence in those two very simple, and small words.

Wenry repeated those words with joy, when the preacher asked him.

I had granted the permission to make this happen, because I have always wanted the best for my children. (Edlynn deserved the best, and so much more.)