ello everyone! how are you doing? good? TOO BAD! cause this update is gonna RUIN YOUR DAY!
but don't expect anything.
me? own FMA? i wish.
me? own a Wrangler? i wish.
me? own Aka? i wish...oh wait, that one's true.
"OW! Dammit Winry!"
Your eyes snapped open, revealing the pools of red underneath. You smiled at the sound of Ed's voice- who else could yell so loud? You sat up, noticing that you weren't in pj's. You frowned at this, wondering why you hadn't changed before going to bed. Then your eyes widened as you remembered what happened yesterday.
Shit! You thought, Not something to forget Aka! Frowning, you tried to get up, but quickly sat back down as your stomach lurched. Oh yeah, You thought, Poison. Again, how could I forget something like that? You shook your head at your own stupidity.
That's what I get for fighting a freak from Resimbool. You thought, smiling. Ed's a lot stronger than that bastard though. Wait- Ed?...Wonder what he's up to...
Ed's POV-
Jeez, just how many 'methods' did Winry learn? You thought scornfully, Next time I break my arm, I'm gonna make sure she sticks to a more basic design Winry had started on your arm right after breakfast, which Aka slept through, and was still working on it. You had asked her a few minutes ago how much longer it would take, and after throwing an assortment of various tools at you, she had said that she was putting on the finishing touches. You let your head slump to the table, groaning.
Waiting is so boring. You thought, closing your eyes. Hearing the door open, you looked up, hoping it was Winry coming to tell you she was done. It turned out to be something better.
"Aka!" You exclaimed, practically knocking your chair to the floor as you stood up. Aka smiled and walked over to you, poking your nose.
"What's with the face?" She asked, "Are you that happy to see me?" You smirked and leaned forward, capturing her lips with your own. Breaking off, you leaned your forehead into hers and smiled.
"Does that tell you anything?" You asked. She smiled, giving you a quick peck on the nose before stepping back.
"I'm starving." She said, "Is there anything to eat, or did you devour it all?" You rolled your eyes, wondering how someone could be so...nice one moment, and then turn annoying the next.
"Of course there's still food, do you want me to make you something?" You asked. Aka took a step back and put a hand to her mouth in mock surprise.
"And what, let you create some kind of monster-from-beyond-the-stove? I think I'll stick with a sandwich." She said, walking towards the pantry. But she stumbled, and you quickly grabbed her arm to keep her from falling. She turned around, and you could see that her face was a little flushed. Frowning, you pulled her over to the table and pushed her down in one of the chairs.
"Sit." You said sternly, "You're still sick from the poison." Aka just glared up at you.
"I can make a sandwich on my own, poison or not." She grumbled, trying to get up. You just shook your head and forced her down again.
"Just sit down already." You said, walking over to the pantry, "Now what do you want on your sandwhich?"
"Pickles, mustard, tomatoes, cheese, onions, peanut butter, olives, chicken and ketchup." She said, grinning. You looked away from the pantry to glare at her.
"You don't eat all of that."
"Well I am now." She retorted, sticking your tongue out at you.
"You've gotta be kidding- that sandwich would be bigger than you are!" You said, then quickly ducked as a pear was hurled at your face, followed by an onslaught of fruit. "CUT IT OUT!" You yelled, ducking behind the door to defend yourself.
"What's going on and why is my kitchen a mess?" Came a stern voice. Wincing, you looked around the door to see Pinako standing in the doorway of the kitchen, her arms folded.
"His fault!" Aka quickly said, pointing to you. You glared in return.
"Hey, I'm not the one throwing food!" You growled, pointing to the fruit on the floor. Pinako shook her head.
"I want both of you to pick those up and wash them- yes both of you. Now get to it!" She said, turning around.
Before you could say anything, Aka was on her knees and picking up the fruit she had thrown. You sighed, kneeling down to help her. She glanced at you, as if daring you to make her back off again, but you said nothing this time.
"How's your arm coming?" She asked. You shrugged.
"Winry keeps saying it's almost done, but then she changes her mind and does something weird with it." You said, shaking your head, "If this keeps up, she'll have jewels studded in the damn thing..."
The two of you quickly soaked the fruit in water, scrubbing them clean. Just as you were finishing up, you heard Winry walk in.
"What's the news?" You asked. Winry grinned and put her hands on her hips.
"It just so happens that you're about to receive the finest piece of automail in the world." She said. You rolled your eyes.
"Yeah, and I'm going to pay more for it than any other automail in the world." You said.
"Hey Aka, do you wanna watch- Aka?" You looked around, but Aka seemed to have disappeared.
"Did you see where she went?" You asked Winry. She shook her head.
"I didn't even see her when I came in. But I'm glad she's well enough to come downstairs." She said. You nodded.
"Yeah, me to. Anyway- where's the arm?"
"Oh, it's on my workbench. I'll go get it." Winry said, popping out of the kitchen. You followed her, a little eager to see your new arm.
Winry's workbench was located in a special room of the house designed specifically for working on automail. You glanced around, recognizing some of the tools hung on the walls as ones you and Al had bought for her.
"Uh-oh." You suddenly heard. Turning your attention back to Winry, you noticed she was looking in several directions.
"What's wrong now?" You asked, although you had a bad feeling you already knew. Sure enough, the next thing out of Winry's mouth was:
"I can't find the arm."
"What do you mean?" You cried, "Where else would it be?"
"I don't know!" Winry yelled back, "I just know it's not here!" You groaned, running a hand through your bangs.
"This is turning into a real shitty visit." You muttered. Dropping your hand, you glanced around the room and sighed.
"Well, it can't be too hard to find. You start searching that side of the room and I search this side."
"Right." Winry said, nodding. Walking over to a corner of the room, you pushed aside some boxes, trying the most obvious places first.
This isn't very easy to find, You thought, With all these tools here and all. You can barely go five inches without seeing something metal. You searched for a bit longer before sighing and standing up.
"I'm not finding anything Winry." You announced. Winry was rubbing the back of her head, looking deep in thought.
"I just don't understand where it could have gone." She said, "I could've sworn I left it right on the bench..."
"Are you sure you didn't take it to another part of the house?" You offered. Winry shook her head.
"No, but I guess we might as well look. I doubt it's here anymore." She said, closing the lid of a box she had been shifting through. You were about to leave, but looked back at her suspiciously.
"Do I get a refund if you lose it?" You asked, then quickly ran out as she began to pick up heavy-looking tools.
If she was paying as much as I am, she'd ask too/ You thought, trying to console yourself. Entering the living room, you kneeled down and started looking under the furniture.
"Did you lose something brother?" Came a sudden voice, making you jump and hit your head on the couch you'd been under.
"Ow..." You murmured, bring your head out from under the couch and rubbing it.
"Sorry brother, I didn't mean to surprise you." Came a voice from above. Looking up, you saw Al standing there, holding out a hand to help you up. You grinned and took it, pulling yourself off the floor.
"Not your fault- I should've noticed you when you came in. You're not exactly inconspicuous." You said. Al laughed a little.
"That's true. But, why was your head under the couch?" He asked. You sighed and scratched your head, glancing around.
"Winry finished my arm, but now we can't find it." You told him, looking around the room. "You haven't seen it, have you?"
"No, I think I'd recognize something like that." Al said. Just then, Winry walked in.
"Any luck?" She asked you. You shook your head. Winry sighed, shaking her head. "I just don't understand it." She said, "I asked Grandma if she did anything with it, but she says she hasn't seen it since yesterday when she was working on it. What do you think happened to it?"
"Dunno...have you looked upstairs yet?" You asked. Winry looked at you oddly.
"Well...no, but...why would it be up there?" She asked, looking at you as if you'd turned purple. You threw up your hand(s) in defeat.
"I don't know! But it wasn't in your toolshed, so from now on I'm labeling all rooms as suspicious!" Winry stared at you for a moment before shrugging.
"Alright, you and Al go check upstairs. I'll check the kitchen. Tell me if you find anything."
"This is just our luck, you know that?" You told Al as the two of you walked up the stairs.
"I'm sure we'll find it brother," Al replied, "After all, it's not something we're unfamiliar with."
"Yeah, that's for sure." You scoffed. Truth be told, having automail was becoming more and more a second nature to you. But you still wanted your old arm and leg back.
"I'll check in here brother." Al said, pointing to a door to your left. You glanced at it and nodded.
"Okay, I'll go check our room." You answered, walking down the hallway to your door. You were about to enter when you heard quick footsteps behind you. You turned around just in time to see the door to the room Aka was staying in shut.
I wonder if she's seen my arm, You thought, Doubt it, but better ask her anyway.
Retracing your steps, you opened her door and poked your head in. You couldn't see much, but you could see Aka sitting at a small table within the room, holding some playing cards in her hand. She looked up and smiled when you opened the door.
"Hey Ed." She greeted, "Something wrong?"
"Yeah, the arm Winry was working on went missing. You seen it?" You asked. Aka shook her head.
"No, I've been playing cards with Al. Do you want me to look for it?"
"No, that's okay." You said, "Don't push yourself."
"Okay, but come tell me when you find it." She said, smiling again.
"I will." You promised, smiling back. Closing the door, you walked down the hall back to you and Al's room. Just as you were about to enter, you heard a voice behind you.
"Did you find anything brother?"
Turning, you saw Al coming down the hall. You shook your head, then suddenly stopped, staring at him.
"Where were you?" You suddenly asked. Al jerked back, surprised.
"I was looking in that one room, remember?" He answered, pointing to the door he'd gone in earlier. "Weren't you searching the room?"
"No, I was talking to Aka. But she said she was playing cards with-" You broke yourself off, thinking.
Wait a sec- Aka was playing cards...but if it wasn't with Al...then who else has a metal-
"Brother...?" Al asked cautiously as your face began to turn red.
"AKA!"
Practically throwing Al out of your way, you stormed down the hall. Coming towards Aka's room, you saw her make a desperate attempt to run out, but you seized her arm before she could reach the stairs.
"Oh no you don't." You growled, tugging her arm, "You're comin with me."
Pushing the door to Aka's room open, you pulled her inside. Looking over at the table, you saw the abandoned hand of cards that Aka had left on one side, and a metal arm propped up on the other side to make it look like it was holding a hand also. You glared at Aka, who looked like she was trying not to laugh.
"This isn't funny!" you yelled. She opened her mouth to say something, but quickly closed it as a fit of giggles came out. "CUT IT OUT!" You yelled. But Aka just kept laughing. Growling, you pushed her down on the bed and strode over to the table. Snatching up your arm, you tore the cards out of it and flung them at Aka as you stomped to the door.
"Ed- wait!" Aka suddenly said, leaping up and grabbing the wrist that was still holding your metal arm.
"Let go." You said in a low voice, trying to yank your wrist out of her hands. But she held on tightly.
"Just please wait. I'm- I'm sorry Ed, I didn't mean to make you mad! It was just a joke, I didn't mean to-"
"A joke? This isn't a joke! Now let go!"
"Ed- please-"
"I said let go!" You yelled, snapping your wrist back at her. But you'd forgotten you were still holding the arm, and didn't realize it until it snapped back with your wrist and hit Aka in the face.
You watched in horror as the metal met her skin, the force of the blow sending her to the floor. She sat there for a moment blinking, the side of her face turning red. Then, with a trembling hand, she lifted her hand up to touch her face, wincing as her fingers met the skin. Her face tilted upwards to look at her, her red eyes wide in surprise.
You stumbled backwards, horrified as to what you had just done. Then, tearing your eyes away from her face, you threw the arm down and ran down the stairs, passing a surprised Al and Winry. You heard them calling after you, but didn't slow down, just ran out of the house.
What the hell have I done?
oh crappers. you guys are gonna kill me, huh? well- you know what? all good stories need a little drama!
i'm still dead, aren't i?
-zago