Chapter 15: Stutter
"Edwaaaaaaaaaaard!" A sweet voice sang as he stepped off the train. A fair-haired teen had bombarded him with a hug as he let the luggage fall to the cement. His arms stayed glued to his side, for fear of an uncomfortable moment, as if this already wasnt. "Welcome ba-" Winry eyed the blonde stranger as he stepped off the train behind Charlotte. They were holding a conversation about alchemy, she kept asking him about the blade he transmuted and wondered how he figured that out. He seemed mais interested about the fact that she had taken down three Homunculi on her own. "Hey!" She scuttled over to greet the new boy who resembled Edward to a certain extent. "Hello miss...?" He offered his hand for her to shake. "Winry Rockbell." He retracted his hand and cocked a sly grin. "So this is Winry, boy, I haven seen you in a long time." Winry cocked her head in curiosity and uttered a pathetic "Uh?" "Its Mason." Her eyes instantly lit up as she enveloped him in a hug, just as she had Edward. "I didn't even recognize you! You've grown." She giggled and pulled away from him, she was slightly taller than he was, not making him too happy, still it was nice to be reunited with his old friend.
charlotte was sitting on one end of the depot, her legs crossed on a wooden bench. In her hands was the satin doll that Alphonse had given her from May the anterior day. The doll was an almost exact replica of her, long gold hair, the right side hiding her green button. It was dressed in the same dress she was wearing presently. "May asked Al to help her transmute that for you, she considers you as a sister." A shadow had fallen at her crossed feet, it belonged to Edward, he had removed his Flammel casaco and was dressed in only his cut off tee and pants. "She said she wanted to capture your beauty." He took a assento beside her, leaning back to widen his arms out over the backing of the bench. "Aww, she really said that?" She asked, even though she already knew the answer, clasping the doll to her her heart. he nodded. "I think she did a perfect job." He never looked to her, but she could tell he was blushing, even though the compliment was subtle, she appreciated being told she was beautiful. "You guys even got all my symbols right. " She peeled back the dress to reveal the Flammel that sprawled across her back. "Can I ask you something Charlotte?" She looked up to meet his gaze, this time he stared her right in the eyes, feeling like he had attempted to peer into her soul. "Anything." charlotte covered her Ourosborous symbol with her left hand and continued to stare up at him. He took in a mouthful of air and turned back to glare forward. "Why did you..." He exhaled and turned back to her, face flushed. "Why did you ki-" "Hey Ed!" He reluctantly turned to find Winry staring down at him, a stern look on her face. "Where are you planning to put everybody here in Central?" She was right, there were few apartments in HQ. And charlotte and himself had taken up two. "Uh, maybe you and charlotte could share; we can have Mason...." He turned to charlotte to assure it was okay with her, she nodded and sat progressivo, para a frente to look over Edward. "Charlotte! Goodness, I didn't even know you were here! Im sorry." Winry cried as she ran to hug her friend. "We're gonna be roomies for the week!"
The warm season had cooled down, to the point of leaves turning different hues of red, laranja and brown. It was around that time, around the dia of their birth. The crisp autumn air blew through the city like a melancholy wind, a canopy of dark clouds loomed overhead. "Hey Ed, it's fall. You know what that means." Winry and Edward had decided to take a walk to catch up, leaving charlotte and the others to their apartments. "Yea." Winry was wrapped in a rosa, -de-rosa coat, with denim jeans tucked into blue boots. Ed, walking oddly with his hands stuffed in his pockets, was draped in his usual Flammel jacket, though he had transmuted it into a thicker coat. "When's Charlotte's birthday?" Winry tried to make small talk as she gazed up at the dark clouds, it was peculiar, they hadnt accumulated earlier when her friends arrived from the train. "I don't think she knows, Winry. She only remembers her name and age." Ed sighed as it began to rain. Soft at first, then pouring and coming down in sheets. "Winry, maybe we should start heading back." Edward offered as he pulled his capuz, capa over his braided hair. "No." She kept walking. " I have a question, and you have to answer it sincerely." Winry came to a halt in front of a crosswalk, the streets werent busy on this day, but she stood there nonetheless. "Okay. I swear on my life I will answer sincerely." Edward put his automail arm over his heart. "What is the relationship between you and Charlotte?" His truthful face quickly melted into a guilty mug. "Winry," He took her hands in his, his automail insanely cold. He looked down to his shuffling feet and sighed heavily. "There's nothin' goin' on between us. I assure you."
charlotte had decided to visit with the boys for a while, seeing as her roommate had took off on her. Mason and Alphonse were playing cards at the cozinha mesa, tabela as charlotte creaked open the door with he eyes clamped shut. "Are you guys decent?" She yelled into the room. Mason lied down his cards and hollered back : "Come on in." She slipped inside and closed the door behind her silently: She was dressed in much warmer clothes now, grey sweats and a blue tee that was loose, but just tight enough to exaggerate her curves. She invited herself to have a assento with the two men at the table. "Hey Charlotte."Said Al as he smiled through his armor. She waved and sat criss cruz in the wooden chair. "Hey Al. I thought Ed was here." She said as she leaned back in her chair to guindaste her neck around the corner and examined the room. "He went for a walk with Winry." "Winry huh?" Her left eye twitched as she balled her hands into fists in her lap. Mason and Alphonse looked at each other, both cocking a brow, though one was non-existent. "Why? Are you afraid she's gonna run off with him?" She pounded her fists on the table, her knuckles white with the intensity of her anger. Her voice came out surprisingly calm. "No. That's not it." Mason and Al scooted their chairs as far back to the mural and away from her as possible. After seeing what she could do once she was angry, they were cautious. She brought her head up and placed it in her hands, under her chin with a forlorn face. "So, what is your relationship with our brother?" Asked Mason as he tried his best not to anger her. Charlotte's eyes practically exploded right off her face, she played with her hands, and was reluctant to speak.Though she WAS eager to vent with somebody about her relationship with Edward. "Well, I'm n-not quite sure about how he f-f-feels....but I do think I consider him mais than a..." She swallowed hard, realizes she was about to tear the coração from her chest and allow them to just flip through the pages of it. "F-f-f-friend....."
"Edwaaaaaaaaaaard!" A sweet voice sang as he stepped off the train. A fair-haired teen had bombarded him with a hug as he let the luggage fall to the cement. His arms stayed glued to his side, for fear of an uncomfortable moment, as if this already wasnt. "Welcome ba-" Winry eyed the blonde stranger as he stepped off the train behind Charlotte. They were holding a conversation about alchemy, she kept asking him about the blade he transmuted and wondered how he figured that out. He seemed mais interested about the fact that she had taken down three Homunculi on her own. "Hey!" She scuttled over to greet the new boy who resembled Edward to a certain extent. "Hello miss...?" He offered his hand for her to shake. "Winry Rockbell." He retracted his hand and cocked a sly grin. "So this is Winry, boy, I haven seen you in a long time." Winry cocked her head in curiosity and uttered a pathetic "Uh?" "Its Mason." Her eyes instantly lit up as she enveloped him in a hug, just as she had Edward. "I didn't even recognize you! You've grown." She giggled and pulled away from him, she was slightly taller than he was, not making him too happy, still it was nice to be reunited with his old friend.
charlotte was sitting on one end of the depot, her legs crossed on a wooden bench. In her hands was the satin doll that Alphonse had given her from May the anterior day. The doll was an almost exact replica of her, long gold hair, the right side hiding her green button. It was dressed in the same dress she was wearing presently. "May asked Al to help her transmute that for you, she considers you as a sister." A shadow had fallen at her crossed feet, it belonged to Edward, he had removed his Flammel casaco and was dressed in only his cut off tee and pants. "She said she wanted to capture your beauty." He took a assento beside her, leaning back to widen his arms out over the backing of the bench. "Aww, she really said that?" She asked, even though she already knew the answer, clasping the doll to her her heart. he nodded. "I think she did a perfect job." He never looked to her, but she could tell he was blushing, even though the compliment was subtle, she appreciated being told she was beautiful. "You guys even got all my symbols right. " She peeled back the dress to reveal the Flammel that sprawled across her back. "Can I ask you something Charlotte?" She looked up to meet his gaze, this time he stared her right in the eyes, feeling like he had attempted to peer into her soul. "Anything." charlotte covered her Ourosborous symbol with her left hand and continued to stare up at him. He took in a mouthful of air and turned back to glare forward. "Why did you..." He exhaled and turned back to her, face flushed. "Why did you ki-" "Hey Ed!" He reluctantly turned to find Winry staring down at him, a stern look on her face. "Where are you planning to put everybody here in Central?" She was right, there were few apartments in HQ. And charlotte and himself had taken up two. "Uh, maybe you and charlotte could share; we can have Mason...." He turned to charlotte to assure it was okay with her, she nodded and sat progressivo, para a frente to look over Edward. "Charlotte! Goodness, I didn't even know you were here! Im sorry." Winry cried as she ran to hug her friend. "We're gonna be roomies for the week!"
The warm season had cooled down, to the point of leaves turning different hues of red, laranja and brown. It was around that time, around the dia of their birth. The crisp autumn air blew through the city like a melancholy wind, a canopy of dark clouds loomed overhead. "Hey Ed, it's fall. You know what that means." Winry and Edward had decided to take a walk to catch up, leaving charlotte and the others to their apartments. "Yea." Winry was wrapped in a rosa, -de-rosa coat, with denim jeans tucked into blue boots. Ed, walking oddly with his hands stuffed in his pockets, was draped in his usual Flammel jacket, though he had transmuted it into a thicker coat. "When's Charlotte's birthday?" Winry tried to make small talk as she gazed up at the dark clouds, it was peculiar, they hadnt accumulated earlier when her friends arrived from the train. "I don't think she knows, Winry. She only remembers her name and age." Ed sighed as it began to rain. Soft at first, then pouring and coming down in sheets. "Winry, maybe we should start heading back." Edward offered as he pulled his capuz, capa over his braided hair. "No." She kept walking. " I have a question, and you have to answer it sincerely." Winry came to a halt in front of a crosswalk, the streets werent busy on this day, but she stood there nonetheless. "Okay. I swear on my life I will answer sincerely." Edward put his automail arm over his heart. "What is the relationship between you and Charlotte?" His truthful face quickly melted into a guilty mug. "Winry," He took her hands in his, his automail insanely cold. He looked down to his shuffling feet and sighed heavily. "There's nothin' goin' on between us. I assure you."
charlotte had decided to visit with the boys for a while, seeing as her roommate had took off on her. Mason and Alphonse were playing cards at the cozinha mesa, tabela as charlotte creaked open the door with he eyes clamped shut. "Are you guys decent?" She yelled into the room. Mason lied down his cards and hollered back : "Come on in." She slipped inside and closed the door behind her silently: She was dressed in much warmer clothes now, grey sweats and a blue tee that was loose, but just tight enough to exaggerate her curves. She invited herself to have a assento with the two men at the table. "Hey Charlotte."Said Al as he smiled through his armor. She waved and sat criss cruz in the wooden chair. "Hey Al. I thought Ed was here." She said as she leaned back in her chair to guindaste her neck around the corner and examined the room. "He went for a walk with Winry." "Winry huh?" Her left eye twitched as she balled her hands into fists in her lap. Mason and Alphonse looked at each other, both cocking a brow, though one was non-existent. "Why? Are you afraid she's gonna run off with him?" She pounded her fists on the table, her knuckles white with the intensity of her anger. Her voice came out surprisingly calm. "No. That's not it." Mason and Al scooted their chairs as far back to the mural and away from her as possible. After seeing what she could do once she was angry, they were cautious. She brought her head up and placed it in her hands, under her chin with a forlorn face. "So, what is your relationship with our brother?" Asked Mason as he tried his best not to anger her. Charlotte's eyes practically exploded right off her face, she played with her hands, and was reluctant to speak.Though she WAS eager to vent with somebody about her relationship with Edward. "Well, I'm n-not quite sure about how he f-f-feels....but I do think I consider him mais than a..." She swallowed hard, realizes she was about to tear the coração from her chest and allow them to just flip through the pages of it. "F-f-f-friend....."
