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*should she kill you NOW OR LATER EDWARD ELRIC?*

[Preferably don't kill him at all? TRY AND LOOK INNOCENT, ED, QUICK, BEFORE YOU GET WRENCHED.]

Er. Hi, Winry.

*Sorry, Ed, that's sort of just how it goes. HERE, DODGE THIS WRENCH SHE'S CHUCKING AT YOUR FACE*

How many times do I have to tell you to stop breaking my automail?!

[AHJGFJHFDODGINGNOWKTHANKS]

I swear it wasn't my fault this time!

You always say that, but it always is your fault! What the hell did you even do to it?!

It's - kind of a long story.

*rubs her forehead and tries to calm down, finally heaves a sigh and shakes her head, holding her hand out for his arm*

It always is, Ed. And you never tell me. So I'll just fix it and you can go break it again.

It's not like I'm trying to break it.

You're definitely not trying to keep it from breaking!

I'm trying. I'm not that careless.

I'll believe that when you come to see me with your arm in one piece.

Fine! Maybe next time I will.

I hope you do!