"What did you do?" Edward demanded, staring opened mouthed at the blond in front of him.

"What do you mean, you don't like it?" Winry asked

Ed and Winry were currently standing in the middle of the front yard. Edward appeared steaming mad and Winry had that arrogant smirk on her face, the one that proved she'd won the battle.

"You cannot do that to our son." Edward informed her, looking at the small boy in his mother's arms.

"Of course I can, I'm his mother." Winry said, the boy was looking back and forth between his parents as they argued.

Edwin was small, blond, and looked a lot like his father, except for lighter blond hair.

"Take Edwin inside and give him a bath, before granny comes," Winry said, handin Edwin over to his father.

Edward sighed, taking Edwin in his arms. "I tried to help you," he said to his son, going inside, gloncing back at Wnry's smirk

Edward had never went to school. He hadn't even set foot in a school in six years since he'd left with his teacher, Izumi 'will college be anything like my elementry school in Risembool.' There were a few diffrererces between the two already. In elementry school he got up at eight went to school and was home by three. In college it was a lot less structered get up go to school leave for a few hours then come back atnight and leave again. Ed sighed walking up the steps. 'This is going to be a whole new expirence.'

"professor Eiselstein, do you know where Armony's at?" Alphonse asked.

"She's out wiht Edward right now, the went to the lake ot look for the Ethar flower," the professor said.

"Oh, well I'm goig to go see them." ALphonse informed him.

Alphonse headed out a few minutes later. It was a nice day out: bright sun, nice breeze, not too hot or cold out.

'They've been spending a lot of time together' he thought. 'She's been spending more time with him, than me. He is her teacher I suppose, but still. Honestly I'm being stupid, my brother doesn't like her like that, besides Armony kissed me not hime, even though it was on a dare.

Alphonse reached the caves, bracing himself for what lay ahead. These particular caves were filled with chimeras and robbers, apparently ever since the destruction of The Old Town. He had realized that as long as he was prepared he could easily defeat them.

He sighed as he made his way out of the caves toward the lakes. The two must have left awhile before him, he still couldn't spot them anywhere.

Alphonse stared in awe as he spotted her, "Armony," he muttered, "what are you doing?'

The girl swung around, along with her two friends, Ed was no where in sight.

Alphonse was struck by how pretty she was, dresses in a simple white gown nolding a boquet of flowers.

"Alphonse, you startled me," She said, looking relieved

"I can tell, what are doing, where is Ed?"

"We were looking for the Ethar flower, but my firends showed up on their way home from that wedding I told you about and he said he was going off alone and that he'd be back in awhile, so I decided to try on Missy's dress, while we waited."

"One of them caught the boquet?" Alphonse asked.

Armony glanced at the flowers in her hand, "these are for you," she informed him.

"thanks," Alphonse said, taking them, very aware of the other girls eyes on him.

Armony leaned closer, giving him a kiss.

“Stop being such a control freak all the time!”

“I'm not a control freak!” Winry shouted, “Now sit down and take off your shirt.”

“See, that's what I mean, you're controlling!” Ed shouted.

“How about I just not fix your automail instead?”

“I'll just get aunt Pinako to.”

“Granny away right now, she won't be back for two weeks. Do you really want to wait that long for repairs?” Winry asked

“Oh,yeah,” Ed sighed, pulling off his coat.

Winry stared. It was broken badly, but not beyond repair.

How had he managed to do this, always breaking thing, always getting into trouble.

She tried to stop him, telling him to keep his automail well oiled, telling him to eat enough, telling him to take a break from studying once in a while, and telling him to stop putting himself in dager all the time.

He never listened to her, not once. If he had, he didn't follow her advice.

Ed glanced over, “You've always been such a crybaby.”

Winry wiped her hands clean and walked into the kitchen, smiling happily when she saw Ed there, surrounded by books stacked 10 high.

"hey, Ed," Winry said, cheerfully. Ed didn’t even glance up, not even the usual grunt that showed that he had at least acknowledged her presence.

“Watcha doin?” She tried, walking over to, no shrugging of the shoulders, no snapping at her to shut up.

Winry wrapped her arms around his neck and glanced down at the book he was reading. She didn’t understand all the alchemical circles drawn and such.

“Are you almost done?” She asked, still no reply. Winry sighed, she was starting to get really impatient.

“I’ll make you something to eat,” she told him, going over to the fridge.

Winry started cooking, glancing over ever so often at Ed, who continued staring at his book. She wouldn’t think him alive if she didn’t see the occasional page turning.

Just as she was finished cooking she heard a sound from the other room and Al walked in.

“Hi,” he muttered, sitting down next to Ed.

“Hi, Al,” Winry said.

“Hi,” Ed muttered

Winry snapped a look at Ed and then let out an angry growl. She picked up her wrench, which was conveniently lying next to her on the counter, and walked over to Ed.

Al glanced up as she did so and quickly looked away. Winry smirked and stood right behind Ed. She raised the wrench slowly up.

“I DON’T LIKE TO BE IGNORED!” She shouted loudly, bringing it down on his head.

Alphonse Elric was currently sitting in the library of a rather large castle. The castle itself belonged to Professor Eiselstein, a friend of his teacher. The professor had been kind enough to let Him and his brother, Ed, stay here a few weeks, while Ed did some work for the military.

Al was absorbed in a really good book, sitting in a large, violet, extremely comfortable chair. The book he was reading was called “Siam Sid,” by Jack Crowley. He was so completely into the book he was reading that he didn’t notice as one of the shoadows began to creep ever so closer to him, moving only an inch every few minutes.

He snuggled under the cover more, still quite intent on the book. He didn’t even glance up as another shadow began following the first, and a third after that.

However, he did notice when he heard a giggle in the otherwise silent room. It actually caused him to look up from his book and glance around, just to be sure there was no one watching him. He shook his head and returned to the book.

The shadows crept toward him again as he turned another page. At least ten minutes went by like this. Al turning page, the shadows moving closer right after he did so. Al managed to finish his book, completely unaware.

It was as he was standing up that he heard another giggle echo around the room. Causing him to turn around slowly, before going to put his book up.

As he was putting the book into it’s appropriate place he felt a sharp pain in his side. He swung around and felt himself being kissed by someone. That someone didn’t seem to get the law of gravity and the two of them were on the ground.

“See, I told you she would do it.” The voice had come from the bookshelf that Al realized was missing a few books and two girls were peeking out at him. He glanced down at the third girl.

“Armony, What are you doing?” Al demanded jumping up.

“Well, they dared me to,” Armony said. Jabbing a finger at the girls, “And was it really that bad?”

Al gaped, he didn’t know what to say. He’d just kissed(been kissed by) the professor’s daughter, and he knew the professor was very protective of his daughter

“I can’t believe this,” Ed muttered into the darkness. He’d been trying to get to sleep for the past hour, and still had no success.

He glanced at the books piled up around the desk where he had been sitting until Al had decided that he needed to get some sleep.

Al was still up reading in the next room, while he, the older brother had to go to bed.

“Brother, you really need your sleep,” Al had said.

“I know,” Ed had grumbled.

Ed closed his eyes again, but still sleep didn’t overcome him.

He thought about Winry back in risembool. She’d probably be asleep by now, unless she was up working on automail.

He smirked at the thougt. It seemed to be all she ever did: work on automail or sleep.

He liked her asleep. Of course he liked her when she was awke to, but when she was sleeping she didn’t shout at him, hit in the head with her wrench(or worse, a chair), she didn’t go on about automail, or have that worried look on her face when he came home with his automail busted.

She actually looked peaceful and kinda cute too. He’d watched her sleeping several times in the past, not that she knew this, though.

Ed smiled at the thought of her lying there next to him, breathing softly into his neck and within a few minutes he was asleep.

1. Cold hands ; cold feet

2. The subconscious ; Bury

3. Anvil ; Banter

4. Diabolical ; Highest order

5. Trickery ; Magic

6. Soooo not funny! ; Sarcasm

7. Think pink ; Blow

8. Analysis ; Collection

9. Rush ; Thrill ; Exhilaration

10. Dictionary ; Search

11. Mission Impossible ; limitation

12. Gargoyle

13. Heads or tails, you lose ; Dice ; Ace

14. Craven ; Democracy ; Aristocrat

15. Take a hint ; Scram!

16. Crème de la crème ; On top

17. Garden Vista ; Elysium El Dorado ; Carnival

18. Disheveled ; In the Rain ; Thunder

19. Home body ; Bubbles ; Stay

20. Take it in your stride ; Walk

21. The Devil's Advocate ; advocatus diaboli

22. Shadow ; Flame ; Footfall ; Ouch!

23. Roses ; daisies ; carnations ; water lilies ; [Or any random flower]

24. The puppet master ; strings ; control freak

25. Maillot ; paradox

26. Oxymoronic ; Ananias

27. Love, hate and the like ; emotions

28. Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou?

29. Affaire de Cœur

30. Aesthesiogen

Bonuses: You can use these to replace any five, or do a few extra. If you can and want to, then power to you!

31. The Library ; Bookshop

32. Janitor ; Freak

33. Colonge ; Perfume ; Strange smells

34. Pins and Needles ; Headache

35. Forget-me-not ; memory ; photo