Song of the Alchemist
A Fullmetal Alchemist/Scrapped Princess crossover fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not have the pleasure of owning Scrapped Princess or Fullmetal Alchemist. This is mearly a "what if" situation, written for entertainment purposes (mainly my own), and if you think otherwise, perhaps you shouldn't be reading this story at all.

Chapter 11: Preparing to Journey

"What are you doing back so soon?" Winry asked once she opened the door. It was pouring outside, and we had to walk through it all the way from the train station. To make maters worse, Pacifica, who hadn't wanted to get wet, had once again crawled inside Al. At least she hadn't taken control of his movements. Yet.

"I just need a tune-up," I told her with a sigh. She moved to the side and ushered us in and led us to the table to sit, where Pinako was working on another automail leg. "Some stuff came up and it has to be in the best shape." I avoided her eyes here, knowing that if we contacted, she would ask "what kind of stuff", and I hate lying to Winry. I've done it plenty of times, but it doesn't feel any better each time.

"Hey!" Pacifica's voice echoed through Al's armor. "Let me out now!"

"You got yourself in there," I told her.

"Brother!" Al chastised as he started unhooking his breastplate.

"Ahhh..." she sighed as soon as she was out of the stuffy armor. "I don't know how you do it Al. I'd kill myself if I had to stay in that armor all the time."

Winry gripped the back of a chair and glared at Pacifica. "How dare you! It wasn't his choice!"

"I'm sorry!" she quickly said, though she didn't sound sorry at all.

"It's alright Pacifica," Al said before it could turn into an all-out brawl. "It doesn't bother me!"

I looked away from the others and took off my dripping jacket. "Can we make this quick? We have to get back on the road."

Winry heard the sad tone in my voice and nodded. "Yeah. Of course. If it's just a check up, you could probably be out of here by tomorrow morning."

"Great."

Pacifica glued herself to Winry's side again, and insisted on watching her work on my arm and leg. It was obvious she didn't care for the mechanics part, so much as that Winry was a girl her age. I had learned from Raquel that they didn't meet many people like that, and every time they did, Pacifica exhibited the same behavior she was here.

I managed to convince Winry that she didn't have to remove my arm and leg to look at them, so I stretched out on my stomach on one of the beds while she looked at my arm and Granny looked at my leg.

"Goodness Edward," Granny said around her pipe. "Where have you been?"

I twisted my head to look at her face. Failing at that, I resolved to resting my head on the pillow. "North," I answered simply.

"It was freezing," Pacifica complained. "Honestly. They couldn't have taken us somewhere a little warmer?"

"I never heard your brother complaining," I mumbled.

"That's because I'm sure Shannon isn't human," she said seriously.

The room was silent.

"That was a joke! Jeeze!" I heard her huff and imagined her folding her arms again in agitation. I understand the whole "looking-after-your-sibling-thing". Really, I do, but I'm amazed Shannon stayed with her this long. Not that I'd tell her that.

"So Winry," she continued, apparently deciding to start a new conversation, "you do this all day? Just work on this automail stuff?"

I could hear the pride in Winry's voice when she answered "yeah!"

Pacifica sighed. "Then what do you do for fun?"

The clinking in my arm stopped. I turned my head to look at Winry, who was staring at Pacifica.

"This," she answered seriously. "This is what I do for fun."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pacifica look around the room at all of the mechanical parts scattered on the various shelves and tables.

"This is it?" she asked innocently.

Uh-oh.

"What do you mean 'this is it'? Automail is fantastic! The creak of the metals, the smell of the oils! And you say 'this is it'!"

"Automail otaku," I mumbled low so she couldn't hear.

Pacifica put her hands up defensively. "I'm sorry! Wow. I guess everyone is into something..." She shook her head. "With Shannon it was swords, with Raquel it was magic."

"What about you?" Winry asked, calmed significantly.

Now Pacifica stared at Winry. "What?"

"You're right," she explained, "when you say that everyone has something. With Ed and Al here it's alchemy, me, it's automail. You said yourself what Shannon's and Raquel's passions were. So what's yours?"

Pacifica continued to stare. "I guess I never really thought about it. Before we left home, I always fought with this chicken we had for her eggs." She laughed at the memory. "I never managed to get one until we were planning to leave."

Winry blinked. "So...eggs then?"

Pacifica's eyes lit up. "I guess so! I loooooove eggs!" She laughed and clapped her hands. "Great!"

I looked at Winry and smiled. What could have turned into a disastrous event, she managed to avoid. She was good with Pacifica.

"You don't have to leave so early you know," Granny said as we headed for the door.

"Yes, we do," I said as I ushered a pouting Pacifica out the door. She was upset because last night, while she was sleeping, I had alchemized Al's armor shut so she couldn't get in anywhere. Al was still able to move, though he was slowed a little bit (I was sure he'd still be able to outrun me though).

"Well, alright. Make sure you stop by again."

"Granny," Al said as he approached the door. "Where's Winry?"

She looked towards one of the back rooms that led to the stairs. "She's awake, though I'm not sure what she's up to. I heard her running around upstairs."

"It's fine," I said, pushing Al to the door. We really needed to get going. The sun hadn't started to show itself yet, but already we were losing daylight.

The three of us started heading down the dirt path that led to town. It was a quite trip, making me think I should piss Pacifica off more often. Made traveling with her a little better.

"Edward!" yelled a voice behind us.

I turned around, and saw Winry running towards us, lugging a big case. I ran to meet her halfway.

"What are you doing?" I asked her, pointing to the case she set on the ground beside her.

"Here," she said, waving a hand to the case. "Spare parts for your automail." She looked at me sadly. "You didn't say where you were going, but I could tell you would need these. Why else would you stop by for a check-up? You usually wait until it's completely destroyed to visit."

I looked down at the case. It was almost as big as I was. "You can't expect me to carry that."

She smiled. "Oh. Is that so?" She nodded. "Yeah. I suppose it is a little unreasonable. You probably wouldn't know what to do with half of these parts," she laughed. "I guess I'll just have to go with you."

"Yeah," I laughed, thinking she was joking. She continued to smile. "Wait, you're serious? No way Winry. Not this time."

He smile dropped a bit. "Come on Ed. I know you're going to need the help."

I shook my head. "No. This is too dangerous."

She folded her arms. "And then what are you going to do when you inevitably break your arm or leg? Huh? You'll be wishing I'd been there."

I shook my head again, finalizing myself. Then I turned and started to walk to back to town.

"Fine!" she called after us. "Well, I'll just have to follow you then!"

I stopped and spun around, glaring. "No Winry."

She picked up her case and started to walk past us. "You can't stop me."

An instant later, I had a tall wall of dirt blocking her path. Pacifica glared at me and ran to help Winry, who had dropped her case in surprise.

"Come on Winry!" she said happily. "I'll help you!" She shot another glare at me, before helping Winry grab the case and go around the wall. Al looked down at me and ran after them loudly.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and closed my eyes, deciding if I really wanted to fight it or not. On one hand, it would be a good plan to have her down there incase my automail broke, which she kindly pointed out, had to be inevitable. On the other though, the Peacemakers weren't somebody to screw with. We couldn't take any chances with them. I couldn't worry about her while in the middle of the battle.

I ran after them, sighing. I could always leave her in some town. I'm sure she could find something to entertain herself.

Wait. Hadn't Shannon, Raquel and Pacifica been awed by the automail? That meant that they couldn't find it down there. Perfect then. Winry would get down there, see the serious lack of automail mechanics and want to go home. I would escort her to the border myself if necessary. Yeah. That was a great plan.

"Come on, slowpoke," Pacifica yelled back to me.

"Yeah Ed, let's get a move on! Aren't you the one who was in such a hurry?" Winry laughed loudly with Pacifica.

Oh yeah. This was going to be a fantastic journey.


A/N: There it is! The final chapter! Please review, and share the story with your friends and tell them to review! I'd like to go on to finish part two, but I can only do it with your help! This is my first chapter story, and the first crossover that I've put quite a bit of time and thought into (this one was actually written before my Case Closed/Kingdom Hearts crossover), and if you have any tips at all on how I can improve my style, please tell me. Having this from Ed's point of veiw is also very hard, as writting in first person seriously limits on what you can actually put in the story and still have it be good. First person in a fanfic is also a first for me. If you have any tips on that front, please tell me! Finally, if I could get the name of some towns in Pacifica's world (even the country's name), that would be great. It's been way too long since I've watched it and I don't have the time to sit down with a notepad and watch the show again (besides, that would just discourage me from writting any more-i've too many forgotten fanfics because I did just that).
Sorry for ranting, and don't forget to review!
~*Figurine889