Okay so here is 4 chapters of oneshots. So each chapter is not related to the one after/before. Each oneshot for each season. First up: Winter.

I do not own Fullmetal...if I did...ENVY WUDDA NEVER DIED! DX

Snowed In

"Winry, I'm heading out!" came the shriveled voice of Pinako Rockbell. Winry appeared from the hallway, her sleepy blue eyes dry and her muscles sore from working on a certain someone's mechanical limbs for three nights in a row.

"Mm..What?" she asked with a yawn, covering her mouth instinctively. Her eyes adjusted in time to see her small grandmother and her best friend, Alphonse Elric, about to walk out the door.

"Edward ate all the stew again, so I figured I'd take Al with me to the store. Plus, there's a couple of more things I need to get anyway." Pinako said, grabbing her purse and jacket from the coat rack. She tugged her lavender colored scarf off the rack as well, tying it around her neck.

Winry halfheartedly smiled. The news was surprising in the least. She had promised her grandmother they had gotten enough stew, but Winry absolutely knew there was no way those four cans would last.

"So..when're you coming back?" Winry questioned, leaning on the wall, trying to act casual.

"You act like you've never been alone with Edward before," Pinako rolled her beady eyes, opening up the door. Winry smiled; she couldn't get anything past her grandmother.

"Granny-" Winry began, following Pinako to the door.

"You'll be fine." The short woman cut off, stepping outside. Winry looked to Al, but he only shrugged and waved before catching up to Pinako, his metal suit of armor clanking the entire time. It was then that Winry saw it was snowing, and all thoughts on her and her childhood friend disappeared. A sweet smile spread across her face, and she soon found herself stepping out onto the cold, wet, frozen water. She wasn't dumb enough to step outside barefoot, and she always wore fuzzy slippers anyway.

The whole Rockbell property stretched on for miles, and it looked like a white wonderland to Winry. She watched Granny and Alphonse grow smaller and smaller, until she could no longer see them. She lost sight of Granny first, though, but that wasn't shocking.

Shivers shook the young mechanic, and she hurriedly rushed back inside. Snow flakes melted in her blond hair as she reached her warm home. A sigh escaped her lips as warmth washed over her, her breath no longer visible. It was then she heard a soft noise coming from the guest bedroom where Edward was currently resting. He had always been the one to sleep in, and quite frankly, she couldn't blame him. His automail was proof of how dangerous the situations he always got in were. How stressful they were; Winry doubted Ed had gotten a good night's rest in a long time.

The curious blonde-headed girl peeked around the door frame to see Edward yawning and sitting up. Edward's hair was let down, spilling down his back like a golden waterfall. His amber eyes were droopy, and he rubbed them roughly in order to adjust to the morning light that flooded in through the frosted window. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and Winry didn't fail to notice his toned chest muscles. After many seconds of watching him get up and get clothed, seeing his muscles flex and bend, she broke the silence.

"So, you're finally awake?" Winry giggled, watching the blonde male jump from the sound of her voice.

"Winry?" Edward asked, stumbling out of bed with his less than new leg replacement. Today she'd give him his automail leg back. She had already worked on his arm.

"Where's Alphonse?" Edward hobbled past Winry.

"He and Granny went out shopping. Someone ate all the stew." Winry enlightened, following the young alchemist.

"So, I guess it's just you and me?" he asked as he limped out of the room, concern lacking in his voice. Winry rolled her eyes, walking after him.

"Damn," She heard him from the living room, and she understood his choice of words once she glanced out the window. Edward rubbed his hands over the frosted glass, peering out to get a better look. Snow kept falling heavily, and it was just now reaching the window.

Winry rushed to the door, Edward close at her heels. The door swung open, and both blondes had to jump back as snow fell onto the floor of the entryway. All this snow was going to be a huge problem a little later on. Now, Ed knew he could turn all this snow into water and be-rid of the problem that continued to grow. However, this was the perfect opportunity to spend time with the slender blonde beside him.

"Looks like we're snowed in," Winry concluded, shoving the door shut with minor help from Edward.

"Yeah, and with how things are going, we might be in here all day." The gold haired boy affirmed, holding up his weight by his metal arm that was resting on the door. Winry looked at him, a twitch in the corner of her mouth showing she was more or less pleased with the situation. Just minutes before, she could walk outside. Now she could barely get past the door.

"What do we do now, Ed?" she asked, genuinely concerned. As the snow kept falling, Edward heaved himself off the door to glance over to the window. It didn't look like it would stop snowing anytime soon.

"If I transmute the snow into water it could flood the house."

"Great," Winry sighed, turning away from Edward and walking into the kitchen. "Well, no use crying over the weather." She said, opening the pantry door, scanning for something in particular. Something that would soothe everyone's nerves. She saw Edward make himself comfortable in the living room before returning to her search. Finally spotting what she was looking for, Winry took out two bags of coco and one bag of tiny marshmallows. Edward loved the tiny marshmallows, but claimed he didn't care. Typical Edward behavior, but Winry was used to it.

She entered the living room, finding Ed with his eyes closed. He looked so peaceful, even if he wasn't asleep. She figured he was just resting his eyes, so she sat down beside him and placed his cup on the coffee table.

"How long do you think the snow will go on like this?" she questioned, sipping her beverage and looking out the window. It had frosted up where Edward had wiped earlier, but she still managed to see outside. She barely caught the shrug from Edward out of the corner of her eye.

"Why so quiet all of a sudden?" was another question from the young woman. Again, Edward just shrugged. Winry gave up trying to communicate and sipped her hot coco again. Why she was getting the cold shoulder from him she didn't quite know. Something crossed her mind though. Drinks forgotten, she grabbed Edward by the hand and tugged him alongside her.

"Winry, what the hell are you doing?" Edward asked in alarm as he was nearly dragged up the stairs to the door that led to the roof of the Rockbell home. There were other accessible ways to get to the top of the house, but right now they weren't...accessible.

"Winry-!" Ed started but whatever he had to say was cut off from the loud, hollow, slamming sound of the door Winry had kicked open. Climbing onto the roof, with Edward still her grasp, she stood tall on the snow covered top. She gave Edward his arm back, who instantly began working it around in a circular motion.

"What're we doin' up here?" Edward asked, though Winry didn't respond. She was crouched on the ground, but before Edward could ask, an ice cold sensation stung his golden eyes. He reflectively wiping them clean of the fast melting water. A grinning, vivacious young woman tossed a snowball up in the air before catching it again in her bare hands.

"Damn it, Winry!" Edward growled, gathering snow in his hands. His attempts were shattered when another snowball collided with his head. He grunted angrily, clapping his hands together.

"Don't you do it, Edward!" warned Winry, hitting the alchemist again with another snowball. How she kept making them so fast was beyond him.

"Then stop hittin' me with snowballs!" Edward snapped back. Winry smirked, quickly creating another perfect ball of snow.

"You mean you can't beat me without alchemy?" Winry jested, her snowball ready for aim. She finally had Ed where she wanted him. He either chose his pride or intelligence. In some cases he was smart, but with Winry he felt himself choosing his pride.

"Okay, I'll beat you without alchemy," Edward grinned, compacting a snow ball together in his hands. Before he could throw it, however, one of Winry's snowballs smacked him upside his head and foiled his efforts.

"Damn it!" Edward cupped his eye were the ice hit. She had a good arm, he'd have to credit her later, but for now...

Edward again gathered a ball of snow in his hands, also dodging another one of Winry's. Forgetting his brute strength, with his metal arm he chucked the snowball at the blonde girl before him. It struck her chest with enough force to throw her down. She hit her elbow first, a white hot, searing pain shot up from her elbow, and Winry saw black dots dance across her eyes. She tumbled down the roof in a spiral, desperately clawing at anything she could get a hold of with her good arm. She yelped before finally reaching the edge, but a strong hand grabbed a hold of her. A flash of blue sparked before her eyes, and once she looked up, a red handle bar replaced some of the shingles of her roof. A sigh of relief escaped her lips as she hoisted herself up with the help of Edward. He sat on the edge, Winry nearly in his lap.

They were quiet after that. It was some time before Edward spoke up.

"Sorry, about that," Edward looked down at his lap, blushing. He was ashamed of himself for knocking Winry off her feet, but he was also looking away because of their close contact. He felt his face growing hot, and he prayed his slightly damp bangs would shield him. They didn't cover much, but Winry wasn't looking at him anyway. She was starring down at her hands in her lap, her own face bright pink.

"You know, its pretty funny," Edward laughed to himself, trying to lighten the mood.

"What is?" Winry asked, being drawn out of her trance. Her face wasn't as pink but it still held color.

"You hit me with snowballs a hundred times, and the first one I throw at you, you fall over." Again Edward laughed, causing Winry to blush again.

"Yeah, well-!" Winry cut herself off, her face turning darker. She couldn't call herself weak by calling Edward super strong, and she did look pretty stupid falling down the side of the roof. She continued to stammer and her face continued to become more red. Edward chuckled, placing his arm around her shoulders. Winry cut her sputtering fit and became quiet. In a few seconds, she was laughing too.

"I guess I did look pretty dumb, falling down the roof and all." She giggled.

"Yeah, ya sure did." Edward agreed, earning a handful of snow in his face.

"Hey!" the young alchemist glared.

"Shut up," the blonde girl beside him snickered, kissing him softly on the lips before he could start ranting. Her lips were soft and tender, sending Edward's heart racing. Before Winry pulled back too far, Edward found himself holding her head and kissing her back. Their lips formed together perfectly, both their eyes sliding closed. They both deepened the kiss with Edward pulling Winry fully into his lap, while the young mechanic untied his hair and ran her fingers through his golden locks. Eventually though, they had to stop for breath. It was then they noticed they were still out in the cold, and with this realization they both began to shiver.

"C'mon, let's go back inside. I'll make you some hot coco with the tiny little marshmallows." Winry giggled, the alchemist before her scowling. His frown was soon gone with another kiss from her lips and the pull of her hand. At the time they were both thinking the same thing:

It sure is good to be snowed in..