"So, Winry, how long do you think it'll take to fix?"
"Hmmm…" Winry Rockbell said thoughtfully as she observed Edward Elric's auto-mail arm. "Well, the damage doesn't look too bad… it should only take a couple of hours, tops."
Alphonse Elric sighed. "Brother, why do you have to be so reckless?"
"Yeah, Ed… tells us why," Winry added.
"Errr..." Ed mumbled, avoiding eye contact with Winry or his brother.
Winry waved a wrench in front of his face threateningly. Ed panicked.
"Well, you see, Mustang - "
"Damn it, Edward! Why is it that you always have to pick a fight with that man?" Winry screamed as she began to throw tools and spare auto-mail parts at the blonde State Alchemist in front of her.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ed screamed as he ducked behind the couch. "I won't do it again, honest!"
The barrage of metal objects stopped. Ed slowly poked his head up from behind the couch. Winry stood there, glaring at him. "And…?" she prompted menacingly.
"Eh-heh-heh…" Ed laughed nervously as he sweat-dropped, "I won't trash my auto-mail again - I promise!"
"Good! Now get over here!" Winry said brightly as she pointed to a chair near her work-bench. Ed breathed a sigh of relief as Winry began cheerfully fixing his arm, bickering with him the entire time about proper auto-mail maintenance. Alphonse sighed and shook his head. He knew just as well as anyone that it wouldn't be the last time Edward trashed his auto-mail… A sudden knock at the door interrupted them.
"I'll get it," the elderly Pinako Rockbell said as she made her way towards the door.
"Ok, Grandma," Winry replied as she continued to work on Ed's arm.
Pinako opened the door and gasped. "Oh, my! Winry, come here, quick!"
Winry, Ed and Al rushed over at Pinako's frantic words. They stopped short at the sight that met them - two teen-aged children collapsed on the porch, ragged, weary, and covered in blood.