So...not only is this my first FMA fanfic, it's also my first attempt at dialogue-only style. So I'm hoping the feedback won't be too harsh. I've never tried using solely dialogue before, so I'd like to know how good or bad I am at it, and while I've watched all of FMA/FMAB, I only just watched it in the past month and a half, so I'm not entirely comfortable trying to write FMA characters yet. Nevertheless, I hope I did a good enough job that people can enjoy this.

Oh, and because this is so short and vague, this could be from either FMA/FMAB, it doesn't matter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.


Conversation

"OW! What the hell was that for, Winry? !"

"ED, YOU JACKASS! You destroyed my precious automail AGAIN!"

"…Yeah…sorry…"

"…What did you do this time?"

"Well…me and Al had a bit of trouble with some criminals, nothing serious—OW! Jeez, Winry, what was that one for? !"

"…You idiot."

"…Huh? Winry…?"

"…Just look at your arm…"

"Wha—I thought we covered this already!"

"Not your automail arm, your left arm…It's covered in blood."

"…Oh, that…Heh, yeah, one of 'em snuck up from behind and managed to scratch me, but I taught him to never mess with Edward Elric! …Er, Winry…? Are you cry—?"

"Just sit down so I can fix your arm."

"…Okay…Here, is this good?"

"The other arm, Ed."

"Oh, uh, sure."

"…"

"…Argh!"

"Sorry…"

"Nah, it's okay."

"…"

"…"

"…There. That gauze should staunch the bleeding so it can heal properly."

"Thanks. Um…Winry…?"

"…Yes?"

"I'm…sorry I worried you."

"…It's fine."

"…"

"…"

"Winry…why are you crying?"

"I'm not c-crying…"

"Winry…"

"…I just…I hate waiting for you to come home, only to find out you've been injured."

"…Sorry…"

"No…you can't apologize. It's who you are. I can't ask you to stop taking risks just to put my mind at ease."

"…"

"…I should get to work on your automail. You've probably got someplace you need to be, right? I can have it done for you by tomorrow afternoon, maybe even tonight if you don't mind a rush jo—mph!"

"…"

"…"

"…Er, s-s-sorry…"

"I-It's fine."

"…"

"…You know, Ed, I don't think I've ever seen anyone blush so much."

"S-S-SHUT UP!"

"Hee-hee-hee-ha-hah! Now you're turning purple!"

"…Hmph."

"Hee-hee!"

"…But…it is nice to hear you laugh again."

"Ed…?"

"…"

"Ed?"

"…You know…If it would make you feel better, I could always come home more often…to visit you. A-And Granny Pinako, of course!"

"…I'd like that, Ed."

"…Good! Now that that's settled, you should get working on my automail. Can't leave Al waiting too long!"

"…Right. I'll go get my tools and start on it right away."

"…Wait, Winry!"

"Yes?"

"I don't think Al would mind much if I…if I stayed here for a couple days…"

"…Really…?"

"Sure, why not?"

"…Thank you, Ed."