FMA- Beyond The Chaos No. 101: Ed/Winry When Winry’s wrench clamps down on the very top bolt, Ed cringes at the sting of pain that shoots up and down his leg. She tightens it, her face wrought with concentration, her hand resting on his upper leg. He can feel the calluses born from years of handling tools and machinery. The tip of her tongue sticks out from between her lips, and Ed can’t help but notice that she looks kind of cute this way. His face starts to heat up at the thought and he pushes it aside, instead focusing on a high level alchemic equation he found in a library book the other day.She removes the wrench and drops in on her worktable with a clatter, wiping the sweat off her brow and drawing herself up.“Okay, you’re done,” she says. “Try not to bust it up too much this time. I don’t even know what you were thinking jumping onto that movi
FMA- Beyond The Chaos No. 202: brotherly!Ed/Al “That one looks like a duck!”I squint my eyes at the cloud Al had pointed out. It has a piece near the edge that juts out in a different direction than the rest and sort of looks like a bill. Other than that, I don’t really see anything all that duck-like about it. It doesn’t even have anything that resembles feet!“And that one looks like a moose.”This next cloud is bigger than the last, and I can kind of see what my brother is talking about this time. I can make out the head, complete with a massive nose. The only problem is that there’s nothing I could really call antlers. I’d sooner compare it to a deer, honestly.“And that one is a tiger!”Okay, now I know Al isn’t trying anymore. Granted, he’s only four and doesn’t know any better, but I still thought he
FMA- Beyond The Chaos No. 303: Al/MeiMei gazed at the tiny splash of purple and yellow resting in the palm of her hand. The spring flowers were coming in beautifully this year, and after being away for the last few years and missing them, she was happy to be here, walking through the gardens she loved so much as a child.Now a twenty year old, soon to be married woman, it seemed nothing about Mei’s love for the bright colors and wonderful scents had faded. She brushed a finger against the soft petal of the flower she had picked. She knew the gardener would be furious with her for taking even the one, but she couldn’t help herself. Xiao Mei fidgeted on her shoulder and gave a whine. Mei rolled her eyes at her impatient little friend, but held up the flower for her to see all the same.“It sure is lovely here, isn’t it, Xiao Mei?” Mei said, staring out at the setting sun over the lush forest the surrounded h
FMA- Beyond The Chaos No. 404: sibling!Al/WinryAl readjusted his tie for the forth or fifth time, flattening out non-existent creases and wrinkles. He stared at his reflection, his neatly cut hair and warm gold eyes, his tall frame clothed in a fancy black suit that he’d spent an inordinate amount of time and money on, the white carnation slipped into the lapel.He could hear the guests slowly arriving through the not thick enough walls of the dressing room. He wondered how many of his future wife’s relatives had arrived, and how many of them were unhappy about the Amestrian aspects of their decidedly mixed culture wedding.Wedding.He was getting married.It had hit him only several hours ago. How amazing it was that he’d been living in a fog of delirious joy for the last few months since Mei accepted his proposal. Back then, he would spend hours imagining his life with her. Where they would liv
FMA- Beyond The Chaos No. 505: Everyone“Ed, stop that right now.”Ed froze, the lid of the cardboard box held between his thumb and pointer finger and hovering half opened in the air. His wife glared back into his eyes, her arms crossed and looking very much like a mother punishing her child for sneaking a cookie before dinner.He allowed the lid to slip out from his already light grasp and fall shut before giving a nervous cough.“I just wanted a small piece,” he muttered.“You know we’re not serving the pie until dessert,” Winry reminded him. “Surely you can wait.”“Oh I can,” he answered, drawing himself to full height (and not for the first time thanking Truth that he was finally taller than her). “But by the time dessert rolls around, that idiot Ling will have eaten it all, just like every other time we invite him and his pals over.”“You shouldn’t be ca
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