This is co-written by me and Syao9. We hope you enjoy!

It was the first of November when he first arrived to Canada, wearing his golden hair tied in a low ponytail, black jeans, red jacket and a white scarf around his delicate neck. Edward Elric stood in front of his new home, staring at the building and wondering how this new change in life might affect his future. He sighed, his hands freezing inside his pants pockets, and looked away. The streets were buried under the white snow and the low temperatures made everyone in the

neighborhood stay inside their warm houses that morning.

Van Hohenheim, his father, was taking their belongings inside their brand new house while Trisha walked beside his son and patted his head.

"What's wrong, son?" she asked gently. Edward looked back at her with his golden orbs and managed to show her a small smile.

"Nothing, just wondering if Dad made the right choice…," he replied as he looked up to the cloudy sky. "I hate to be the new guy in town… I loved my old high school."

Trisha just smiled at her son and played with a few locks of his hair before turning to their new home.

"You'll love it," she said dreamily. "Alphonse doesn't seem to mind the house at all." Edward just shrugged and looked around.

"Where is he anyways?" he asked. "Al! Hey, Al!" A window opened on the second floor of their house.

"In here!" Alphonse waved. "This place is awesome! It's so big." He disappeared back inside when Hohenheim called for him from inside. Trisha took her son by his arm and pulled him towards the door. He sighed and tried to support his parents' decision the best he could without getting on their nerves.

"How could this freezing place be awesome?" he complained in a whisper as soon as he stepped inside his new house with his mother. They walked inside and he couldn't help but blink; their new house sure was big and nice.

"Oh, I can't wait to bake my first cookies tonight!" Trisha exclaimed happily as she walked right toward her new kitchen, causing Ed to chuckle lightly. He believed that some day his mother was going to get both his brother and him fat because she cooked too much for their little stomachs.

"Hey Al, I want the biggest room!", Ed announced as he quickly climbed the stairs toward the second floor.

"Ah! No fair!" Al cried as Edward raced up the stairs ahead of him, tripping over his feet. The stairs were painted white, just like everything in the house. He came to the top of the stairs, panting, looking around for the rooms. He shot down the hallway to his left, opening a door that led to an empty room. Too small. He raced further as Alphonse came after him. Edward noticed a small flight of stairs in the corner of the hall and scaled them. He came to the top floor, and grinned. The room was oddly shaped, but it had a bathroom, a walk-in closet, and was as big as three of the rooms downstairs combined.

"This room is mine!" he called, falling to the floor and panting. Alphonse came up beside him and frowned.

"No way! This is way too big! This is supposed to be the attic anyways." Alphonse looked down at his brother. Edward grinned up at him.

"Not anymore it's not!"

"Oh, it's not fair! You're just too small to get this room!" Alphonse complained as he kicked Ed lightly on his back and that caused Ed to pull Alphonse down the floor to pin him against the wooden floor.

"Don't you dare to call your older brother small again, you prick!" Edward started tickling his little brother, causing Alphonse to break down into laughter and start struggling against him.

"It's not… ha ha! … my fault you're shorter than me!" he added while Ed kept him against the floor, growling at his words which, sadly for him, where true.

"Shut up! Show some respect, Alphonse!" Edward pinned his brother underneath him. Alphonse flailed, trying to get away from his brother's strength, but he was too strong, and the younger Elric was subdued. He looked up at his brother and glared. Trisha walked in and gave Edward's head a small hit.

"Be nice to your younger brother, Edward. There's no reason to push him into the ground. Let him up." Edward pouted but moved off of his brother. Alphonse sat up and stuck his tongue out.

"Mom, tell him he can't have this room!" Alphonse pleaded. "Tell him it's too big!"

"It's not that big! I bet Alphonse wants it for himself!" Edward supported himself quickly, standing up in front of his mother, grabbing her warm hands between his and hoping his mother would take his side in the fight. "Come on, I shared my last room with Alphonse for years! I've never asked for something this big in the last few months."

"How about the car you asked Dad to get you last week?" Alphonse said, standing behind Ed.

"Shut up, Al!"

"Boys! Boys!" Trisha placed her hands on their heads. She looked between them. "I'll talk with your father and we'll settle this. In the meantime, could you boys go to the store and pick up a few groceries for me? I need some things to bake cookies with, but we don't have any food in the house." She stroked their hair. "Okay?"

Alphonse and Edward looked at each other before nodding and agreeing to go along with it. Trisha smiled.

"Good. Now, go to your dad for the keys and the list." She patted their heads before turning away and going downstairs. Alphonse stuck his tongue out at him and raced downstairs before Edward could move.

Edward smiled widely as he realized that he was, again, in a race against Alphonse and he quickly went after him. "You're not going to win this one, Al!"

They left home after several minutes, hating the low temperatures. Edward walked beside his little brother in the lonely streets of Canada.

"How the hell are we supposed to get the groceries if we don't even know where the market is?" he complained as Alphonse read the list once again in his hands.

"We could ask somebody for help," the younger brother suggested, stopping their tracks.

"Are you kidding me? I don't want to deal with new faces right now."

"Brother, we are the new faces in here."

Edward just frowned and rolled his eyes, looking forward in an attempt to win the argument. He looked around, hoping to find something familiar. Alphonse rolled his eyes and approached a woman with two girls and asked her for directions. Edward frowned at his brother. Alphonse returned.

"She says that the store is about two blocks ahead of us, on the other side of the street. We're going the right way." He smiled. Edward sighed.

"I wanted to find it myself, Al."

"Yes, but if we let you try and find it, we'll be out here all day." Alphonse laughed as Edward pulled him into a headlock and messed up his hair.

"Ok! I'll let you win this one, 'cuz I don't wanna freeze myself out looking for the damn store!" he chuckled, bothering his little brother and starting walking without letting him go. "But, just so you know, we're getting chocolate flour for the cookies!"

The store was too big, Edward and Alphonse decided it was better to separate and divide the things in the list to finish their visit faster. Right in front of the milk, Edward looked disgusted and had a big fight with himself getting the bottle his mother asked him to pick.

Edward hesitated, reaching out for the bottle of the liquid he wished would go away forever. He felt the basket hooked on his arm dip suddenly, and he looked down. A little boy had reached into his basket and grabbed the bag of chocolate chips. He looked up at Edward, realized he had been caught, and whirled around, taking off down the aisles.

"Hey! Get back here!" Edward cried, taking off. Alphonse looked around as Edward ran. He called after his brother, but Edward ignored him and chased the kid through three aisles before he stopped as the child ran up to someone and tugged on his shirt, catching their attention. The person looked down, and Edward frowned.

"Hey." Edward stood in front of a guy dressed in black and with a peculiar long green hair; the blond male raised his eyebrows as he realized that person had violet eyes and white, pale skin. Ed didn't even bother to be nice with the guy and quickly looked back at the kid with his pissed frown. "That little devil stole my chocolate chips back there."

"Big brother, he's scary," the little kid with black hair said with a pout, hiding behind the taller man.

The older boy frowned at Edward's tone, but got down on his knees and looked at the younger boy sternly. "Did you steal from him, Pride?" he asked. Edward was taken back from the name of the younger boy. Who named a kid "Pride?"

The younger boy made a face and hid the bag behind his back, twisting back and forth. "Mm-hm," he answered shyly. The older boy frowned.

"Give it back, Pride. You know it's wrong to steal."

"But… I wanted chocolate…" Pride muttered, looking down to his feet and hid his head between his shoulders.

"Then ask your brother for it, don't steal it from me," Edward replied as the little child looked at him with sorry eyes. Pride walked toward Edward and handed him the bag. The chocolate chips were already a bit melted because of the warm hands Pride had.

"Thanks…," the blond said as he mentally told himself to get another bag of chocolate chips before leaving.

"I am very sorry about that," the boy said, taking Pride's hand and pulling him to his side. "He's a kleptomaniac, always taking things he sees. He doesn't understand that he can't take them." He smiled and held out his free hand. "I'm Envy. Nice to meet you."

Edward placed the bag into his basket and took Envy's hand. It was warm, but his fingers were cold.

"I'm Edward. Edward Elric." He pulled his hand away. Envy grinned at him.

"Nice to meet you, Ed! Can I call you Ed?"

Edward made a small growling noise. "Sure, why not?"

"Brother, can I get chocolate too?" Pride asked pulling the sleeve of Envy's long shirt with pleading eyes. "Please?"

"Go grab a bag, then," Envy replied, and Pride smiled widely, running away from the two boys with his orbs shinning from excitement. "But don't steal them from somebody else, kid!"

Edward blinked several times and then managed to show a small but curious smile. "Sounds a bit problematic that little brother of yours…"

Envy looked to Edward and grinned. "Yeah, it is a bit of a problem sometimes," he said. "Especially when he steals people's cell phones. If he wants it, he just grabs it and comes running." Envy sighed. "Mom leaves me to deal with it all the time, though."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Sounds like a bother." Edward scratched the back of his head. "We're new here, so we don't really know a lot of people here." At this, Envy's grin only got bigger.

"Eh?" Edward stared at Envy's grin and wondered why this guy was smiling in that way. He bit his lower lip for a second and then managed to fix his words. "So… um I guess you live somewhere around here?" Stupid question, but this Envy guy was starting to get Edward a bit nervous. "Neither me or my brother know this city, I was wondering how we're going to return home in one piece."

"Brother! I got 'em!" Pride announced with a bag of chocolate cookies he found in a few aisles away.

"Okay, but don't melt them," Envy said. He turned back to Edward. "I know this town like the back of my hand. I can help you. Just give me your address and I can give you a lift." Edward looked at him nervously and laughed.

"Uh, yeah, but I don't know our address, either," he admitted. Envy snorted.

"Wow, you really are new. They're going to kill you at school." He ruffled his little brother's hair. "Well, which neighborhood do you live in? I could at least give you directions to the area." Edward smiled awkwardly and shrugged. He couldn't be that bad. After all, he was nice enough to give him a ride back to his own home.

"Uh, well..." Edward sighed.

"Ed! There you are." Alphonse walked over. He stopped when he saw Envy and smiled. "Oh! You made a friend!"

"And why do you make it sound as if I don't have friends?" Edward asked, feeling his cheeks turning pink and hitting Alphonse on the shoulder lightly. "Alphonse, this is Envy and his little brother Pride."

Pride looked at Alphonse, holding his cookies, and smiled widely as he saw those friendly eyes staring at him. "Hello!" the child said cheerfully.

"Aww! You're so cute!" Alphonse gushed. Envy laughed.

"Don't hug him; he'll steal your wallet before you know what's happened to you." He pulled his brother back. "Edward tells me you're lost. I wouldn't mind giving you a ride back, if there's a problem with transportation."

"There is," Alphonse replied. "Dad refused to let us use the car, since most of the roads are covered with ice. We came from the Mountain Top neighborhood." Envy's brow hiked up, as if he recognized it.

"Oh yeah, I know where that is. I can take you there, if you'd like." He brushed hair behind his ear.

"How come you have such a good memory, Al?" Edward asked his brother in a whisper, feeling ashamed for being that distracted in the new city.

"Because I tend to be aware of my surroundings, we can't get lost in our first day in Canada, big brother." Alphonse answered and Edward crossed his arms right away.

"Well, Envy's gonna take us home. You got everything from your part of the list?" Ed asked as Pride stared silently at Alphonse's watch.

"Yeah, I do," he answered, holding up the basket. "I also got the milk, which you should have gotten." He held up the bottle of milk. I grimaced and stepped away.

"Gross," he muttered. Envy laughed. "Let's get to it, then. I'll give you a ride. That neighborhood isn't too far from where we live anyways." He looked down at Pride. "Pride! What did I just finish telling you about stealing things?" Alphonse looked down to find that his watch was halfway off his wrist. Pride looked up at Alphonse and smiled sheepishly, letting go and running back behind Envy.

"Watch it around the younger one," Edward hissed as Envy turned to get onto Pride again. "He's a thief."

"Don't be so rude, he's a kid," Alphonse whispered to his brother while he wrapped his watch with his hand in a protective way. Soon, they went and paid all the groceries and left the shop realizing that the clouds were even grayer than before. Edward pressed his lips tightly and sighed, pissed off, thinking that only meant there was going to be more snow in the followings hours.

He looked back at Envy by the corner of his eye and analyzed his figure, concentrating then on the older boy's face. No wonder Envy was so pale, there wasn't any sign of sun in that city. He must be used to the cold.

A sneeze escaped from Edward's mouth.

Envy caught Edward looking at him and laughed. "You might want to bundle up a bit more here. It gets extremely cold here, especially during the night." Envy grabbed Pride's hand quickly and the group walked towards Envy's car. It was slick, black, but could easily fit five people inside. "One of you can ride shotgun. I have to put Pride in the back."

"Oo! I call it!" Alphonse said, raising his arm. Edward lashed out to catch the bag that almost fell from his brother's arm.

"Be careful," he scolded. Alphonse pretended to pout but grabbed the bag.

"Okay, come on up!" Envy unlocked the doors and strapped Pride into a car seat. "I swear to God, Pride, if you unbuckle yourself, I'll give your cookies to Greed." Pride made a sad noise. Envy finished and went to the driver's side as Edward managed to fit himself into the back and kept a sharp eye on Pride.

"So, how old are you two?" Envy asked as he put on his seatbelt around his belly.

"I'm fifteen and my brother is sixteen, but sometimes he acts like he's thirty."
As an answer, Edward kicked Alphonse's seat and growled.

"Stop being annoying, Al," he warned and Alphonse just laughed, showing that his favorite hobby was to tease his older brother. "I don't act like an old hag!"

"You do too!" he said. "You're such a killjoy sometimes!" He laughed as Edward reached over and pinched his cheek harshly. Envy laughed as the brothers attempted to kill each other from different seats in the car. Edward made sure he didn't accidentally hit Pride in the head.

"So, do you two act like this all the time or is it just when you want to tick each other off?" Envy asked, stopping for a red light.

"Just when we want to tick each other off," Edward answered sarcastically. "The other times, we actually manage to get along." Alphonse grinned at him from the rear view mirror.

"We need to get along with each other; he's my brother but he's also my best friend," Aphonse admitted with a small smile, making his older brother blush lightly.

"C'mon Al, don't be so corny," Ed said and Pride laughed. It took several minutes for them to reach their destination, and there was where Edward finally recognized his new house in the neighborhood. "That's our house. Stop here."

Envy followed his command and turned back to the brothers as they gathered their food and unbuckled themselves. "Well, nice meeting you guys," he said. "If you need another lift, don't hesitate giving me a call." Edward grinned.

"No, that's okay. I think we'll get everything figured out in a few days." Envy shrugged.

" It's just a suggestion." He turned to Pride. "Make sure he didn't take anything from you." Edward checked the bags and his pockets. Pride didn't have anything that belonged to him.

"Nope, we're good. See you around, I guess." Edward opened the door and ducked out. He closed the door and Envy took off down the road further into the neighborhood. Edward managed to get the door open, unable to feel his fingers. The cold was something he would have to get used to.

"Envy is a nice person," Alphonse said as they walked back inside their house. Edward closed the door behind them and rested his body against the wooden entrance. "Don't you think, brother? I'm eager to see them again, hopefully soon."

Edward watched Alphonse get inside the kitchen with his bags and he managed to sigh. He looked back at the door behind his body and bit his lower lip. "Yeah, that guy seemed… nice."

Maybe being the new face in this place wouldn't be that bad after all…