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    For Edween Week 2019. Day 3: Sacrifice

    It’s... for the best. For both of their sakes.

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    25 Oct 2025

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    “Alphonse.” Edward’s eyes are glassy. He looks rattled. “Al, you…”

    Alphonse shakes. “I thought they killed you,” he whispers. “I—I thought—”

    Alphonse’s greatest strength has always been his ability to ask for help.

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    01 Jul 2025

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    (“Ed.” 
    He straightens up as if he’s been shocked. He whirls around, a bloody rag pressed to one palm. Winry glances at it, and then at the shattered pieces of a glass on the floor by his feet, and says nothing.

    “Oh.” He croaks out. “Winry. Did I wake you?” 

    “No, dummy. Thunderstorm did.” Winry says, and as if waiting for a cue, the thunder rumbles again. Ed’s eyes widen as it does, his breath hitching. He turns away again. )

    Or: the night after the boys come home.

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    20 Jul 2024

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    Roy could power a tank with the frantic pounding in his chest. “Edward asked me to teach him to dance. Formally. For his wedding.”

    “Oh,” says Riza. It sinks in, realization dawning like the sun cresting the mountainside. “Oh, that is a problem.”

    Or: the one where Roy asks Riza to teach him to dance so that he can teach Edward, and it’s all hopeless from there.

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    03 Feb 2025

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    ‘‘I used to think Fullmetal was a crude nod at your prosthetics…’’

    Roy Mustang’s words were laced with a thoughtful hum, and Edward tried not to feel hurt by the misassumption. Many heard his title and assumed it came down to his automail arm and leg. Ed had just hoped the Colonel – after everything – would’ve been different; that Mustang would’ve looked past Edward’s ill-fitting uniform and cripplingly-heavy automail and only see him as a person.

    ‘‘But,’’ Mustang continued, pensive, ‘‘I think they spelled your title wrong. You’re not Fullmetal, you should be Fullmettle. As in, you are full of mettle.’’

    Edward blinked, utterly baffled.

    ‘‘Mettle, kid. M-E-T-T-L-E.’’

    Mustang spelled it out for him. Literally. A genuine smile tugged at the Colonel’s lips as he rumbled out a fleeting chuckle, affectionately sweeping a hand over the top of Edward's golden crown. The boy's throat constricted as an annoying warm blur suddenly invaded his vision. He had experienced more kind words and actions under this man’s brief command than he had experienced in a long, long time.

    It was just a shame that it was only a temporary arrangement.

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    02 Sep 2024