Spur of the Moment
After a wealthy man hires, or rather forces her to make Auto-mail for his wife, Winry finds herself in a dark twist of family corruption, with Ed the only one to help her out. But is her enemy his as well?
Read on to an ending that's both surprising (Not rolls eyes) and satisfying (At least in my opinion.)
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Okay, I'd like to point out a few things I may be doing, that could get your panties in a twist if I don't explain myself, so here.
Occasionally I'll have Al blushing, or sleeping, or doing something else that may seem a bit too human, given his state. But I would like to point out further, that I'm only doing what they do in the show. More often than not I've seen Al blush, sweat, shudder, narrow his eyes, go red with anger, and yes… I've seen him sleep. They've actually talked about it. If you think I'm delusional, I could "change a few things" but I do have all the eps on my computer so I can look back in them if I have to.
Thanks for you attention
A/N READ THIS DAMNIT! Ok… so after long days of searching FF I came to the conclusion that there aren't many good edXwin fics. And sadly most of the good ones haven't even been finished yet. I found so much OOCness I couldn't believe these people had ever read or watched this show! I found lemons, songfics, poetry, RoyxEd Cringe, Elricest Shudder, and one shots flying about right and left.
Because I couldn't find anything that could satisfy my Edwin cravings, I've decided to bring you something myself. My work is first off, finished. It's detailed enough not to be called a complete Marry Sue fic, and I believe I've actually managed to make the romance fairly in character, and the situations logical.
If you don't like it, that's fine with me, I did this more for myself than other people.
As for the fic itself, it's going to be like one of those random episodes in the actual series that really make no sense at all, and are just there to either lighten the mood or depress you even more.
Spoiler info! Yes I have seen all 51 episodes, but I really don't care, this is like the episode that never aired, and if you don't know what a Homunculus is, you may be a little lost, and if you do know what they are but don't know how they're created, you're going to be even more lost. I can say that this takes place near to the end of the series though. And yes, I do know that I've done something completely illogical because "It's not like that in later episodes" Sue me. I was having fun.
Disclaimer: yeah yeah… I know, I know… I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, I don't really care either. I do worship the real writer though… may I one day create such twists as her!
Chapter 1
"If you keep breaking it like this, I'm going to have to start charging you double!" Winry spoke through gritted teeth as she attached the last screw to Ed's arm. She hated this, every time Ed and Al came back they looked at the verge of death, and she was always the one who had to fix one of their latest mistakes.
"Maybe if you made it more durable you wouldn't have to fix it as much"
"Well maybe if you weren't such reckless idiots I wouldn't have to make your arm indestructible!" With the last word she pulled on the wrench and tightened the screw a little too hard. Ed winced.
"Sorry"
"It's okay." Ed sighed, he liked these little checkups just as much as Winry did, because it seemed that every time he came back, the situation was even more embarrassing then the last time. It was always 'What did you do this time?' 'How did you get that cut?' 'Why are there bullet marks on your auto-mail?' ect, ect. Not only was it getting tiring, but he hated to see the worried expression on Winry's face every time he stepped through the door, it was as if even though he was coming back alive and well, he was going to drop dead at any moment. Every time he left it was like he was walking to his death and she would probably never see him again.
Winry wiped her forehead, "there… I think you're good for now"
Ed tried to lift his arm, but couldn't, and found that only three of his fingers were working.
Winry looked shocked, "I can't believe you severed one of the nerve circuits! I thought you only broke the hand!"
Ed tried to look innocent, hoping that she wouldn't ask how he had managed to do that, "I haven't been able to move my hand before, but you've always been able to fix it…"
"I checked over all the circuitry, it's not how you usually break it or I would have seen it." She grumbled, "I'm going to have to start from scratch. You're gonna owe me big time for this one… I'm not even sure if I have the parts you're going to need."
Ed couldn't help but smirk; he kind of liked the idea of owing Winry, because it usually got her mind off of the other things.
"You're taking me into town tomorrow and we're going on a little shopping spree." A dark glint entered her eyes as images of sparkling new wrenches, screws, bolts, wires, and the new 41-80 hydro engine she had been dreaming about taking apart for weeks now, entered her mind.
Ed groaned when he saw the sparkles form in her eyes, tomorrow was going to be a long day…
A bowl of steaming oatmeal sat in front of Ed. As the mouth-watering smell settled in his lungs, he wondered how he had managed to be the first one up. He sighed, looking down at his spoon. It was days like this that he wished he was left handed, apparently Winry hadn't had the part she had needed to fully repair his auto-mail, and she had to take the whole thing off.
He clumsily picked up the spoon with his left hand, and tried with a little difficulty to eat his breakfast. Spoon half way to his mouth Winry burst into the room, making Ed drop it with her exuberant "good morning!".
He looked down at the spoon that was now in his lap, and grumbled, "morning…" he could feel the dark circles forming under his eyes, he should have never gotten up so early.
Quickly bustling around the kitchen, Winry had failed to notice the disturbance she had caused as Ed tried to continue eating.
She sat down at the table with a glass of orange juice, a muffin and an apple. She looked at Ed with disapproval, "You're not even dressed yet!"
Ed looked up from his spoon, to notice that Winry looked like she could step out of the house at any time, she even had shoes on. He smiled and kept eating as if she hadn't mentioned anything.
"Did you hear me? We have to go soon if we want to beat the crowds."
Ed lifted a brow, "Crowds? Since when are there crowds in town? Especially at the stores you go to."
She narrowed her eyes, "Do you want me to take you to Henry's?"
Ed could feel his eyes dilate, if Winry took them to Henry's he would never be able to get her out… the man's shop was like candy to Winry. He looked down at his hardly finished meal and sighed, "I'll go get dressed" It wasn't like he was going to enjoy eating anyways, he just assume fix his arm and eat to his hearts content later.
He walked towards his and Al's room just as Al was coming out.
"Brother?" Al questioned.
Ed mumbled something under his breath as he walked past Al and into their room.
In the kitchen Al sat down next to Winry who was just finishing her muffin.
"What's wrong with him?"
Winry smiled, "he's taking me shopping for parts today"
Al sweat dropped, "Oh?" he rubbed the back of his head, "you know, I would love to join you guys, but I have… other plans…"
Right then Pinako entered the kitchen with her arms crossed, "If you're going into town would you pick up some food at least?"
Winry slumped in her chair, shopping for food wasn't her favorite thing, but she quickly brightened, "I don't think we'll be able to carry everything, Ed only has one arm right now"
"Hmm?"
Winry twiddled her fingers; "He broke something in his auto-mail that I can't fix till I get the part."
Pinak's lip curled with knowing, "Are you sure we don't have the part? Or are you just making up an excuse so Ed will take you into town?"
"Auntie!"
"Mmhmm. Just don't wear him out too much, he'll have a rough night tonight as it is if you have to reconnect his arm."
Well… at least she's happy; Ed reassured himself as he balanced two boxes a bag and something else he couldn't name, in one arm. He watched through a building's window as Winry sparkled over a buffet of nuts and bolts, settling finally for a pair of three in one pliers which she said were necessary for her to continue her work on a project she had been working on for some time.
Next was a quick stop by a basic mechanics shop, followed shortly by a run into a blacksmiths shop for some base metals, and then it was onto every engineer, metalworking, and even glass shop, you could find in the entire town.
Towards the end of the day Ed was happy to see that Winry was having some difficulties of her own, having as always, bitten off more than she could chew. Juggling as many bags as she was, it was a wonder they managed without the help of Al around, and yet she still insisted on going into one last shop before they headed home.
As Ed rested outside on one of the town's benches, Winry went into a small clockwork shop. She cast her eyes hungrily over the array of pocket-watches, wristwatches, and even intricate hourglasses. Every month she'd go into the shop and find something to take apart. She always told Pinako that it was easier to learn from experimentation than actual books. She related clockwork to many things in her line of business. She was working on using the mechanics for creating her own self-energized house clock.
After a few minutes in the store she found what she was looking for. A quick purchase, and thankfully small bag later, she was out of the door and walking towards Ed. She managed three steps before a tall man stepped in front of her. He wore ragged clothes and a long jacket and looked a little unkempt, but otherwise kind.
"Are you one of the people who makes Auto-Mail in town?"
"Yes" Winry spoke tentatively, confused. How did he recognize her?
"I have a job I would like you to do" the man spoke in an almost threatening tone, leaving little room for her to decline the offer.
"Well, if you just came by our shop, my aunt would be able to help you"
The man shook his head, "No, I want you."
She was starting to get a bit nervous, "Well I'm sorry sir, but unless you make an order and have the person come in to get fitted, I can't help you."
The man smiled slyly, "I'm sorry, but it's not going to work like that."
Winry sighed in a somewhat annoyed breath, "What is it that you want me to do exactly?"
"Just fix a mistake, and I'm going to need it done as soon as possible…"
She was beginning to like this conversation less and less. What possible mistake could this man have made, that required the help of an Auto-Mail mechanic? "Sorry… but I can't help you unless you come to the shop." She transferred her bag from her left hand to her right, with a sense of finality, "Good evening." With that she walked away.
Ed yawned to attention, "What took you so long?"
With her thoughts on the strange exchange she had just had, she hadn't even noticed Ed's question.
"Winry?"
She blinked rapidly a few times to come out of her thoughts, "Hmmm?"
"Are you ok? You look worried about something."
Winry plastered a smile to her face and shrugged, "Oh it's nothing I'm just tired." she really didn't feel any reason to tell Ed about her encounter, figuring that she would probably never see the man again.
Ed furrowed his brow, but decided he would figure it out later, "Well don't get too tired, you still have to reattach my arm tonight."
A/n ok, that's it for the first chap, I had to go back and edit some things... ff took out my page breaks, so it was probably confusing for some people to read, but that's all fixed now I'd love to hear anything it is that you have to say... and I enjoy long reviews even more!