[ as much as Winry enjoys seeing the Elric brothers, their arrival only means days upon days of hard work. it means slaving over metal and welding tools, screws and bolts, oil and sweat, to make sure that when Edward leaves, his arm and leg are in perfect shape.
in fact, she's spent the past three days and nights nearly rebuilding Ed's arm after some accident. the clock in Granny's sitting room chimes three times -- three in the morning -- and Winry can feel a bone-deep weariness beginning to settle through her. she's done. the arm in perfect shape, ready for one more adventure.
but if Ed's arm has come back in this shape, what were the boys doing? she could never have imagined the danger they're putting themselves in. though she's tired to the core, her mind is racing a thousand miles per minute, and she stretches, stepping outside to sit on the lawn, looking up at the dark skin speckled with stars. she'd do anything for either of them, no matte the cost. they deserved that much, at least, didn't they? ]
i do what i want. also idk, this is a bit fail i'm sorry.
in fact, she's spent the past three days and nights nearly rebuilding Ed's arm after some accident. the clock in Granny's sitting room chimes three times -- three in the morning -- and Winry can feel a bone-deep weariness beginning to settle through her. she's done. the arm in perfect shape, ready for one more adventure.
but if Ed's arm has come back in this shape, what were the boys doing? she could never have imagined the danger they're putting themselves in. though she's tired to the core, her mind is racing a thousand miles per minute, and she stretches, stepping outside to sit on the lawn, looking up at the dark skin speckled with stars. she'd do anything for either of them, no matte the cost. they deserved that much, at least, didn't they? ]