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Edward opened the door to his room and was greeted by the smell of eggs and sausages be cooked, he figured Al was preparing breakfast like he did when Ed woke up late. As he walked down the hall trying to wake himself up he felt an odd case of nostalgia he looked around the walls and noticed pictures of him and Al when they were younger, this confused him slightly because he and Al didn't bring any pictures to the dorms with them.
'Huh that's weird, how did they get here?' He wondered as he started walking down the stairs.
'Wait there aren't any stairs in my dorm room or any pictures, what is going on?' He thought as his brain finally took in the details of his childhood home, the home that was meant to be a phile of ash.
He continued to the kitchen hoping to ask Al what was going on, except when he arrived to the kitchen, his brother was sitting at the kitchen table rubbing sleep from his eyes. Al was sitting there in his body looking like he had never been in a suit of armour at all, he sat there looking like he was about to fall asleep right then and there. Ed went to ask his brother how he got his body back when he heard a voice he hadn't heard in years.
"Oh Edward, didn't get up did you? I thought I was going to have to drag you out of bed." His mother said teasingly, Ed spun around to face her.
She looked exactly how he remembered her kind smile and eyes staring at him like he was a mischievous little kid. Al had looked over at him and gave tired wave. Ed couldn't take his eyes off his mother this wasn't supposed to be possible. before Edward could ask what was going on, he felt a hand land on his head and start messing with his hair.
"Hello, Edward did you sleep well? You looked about ready to pass out when we were going over alchamey books last night." His father said as he made his way over to his wife and gave her a kiss in greeting, and patted Al on the head as he sat down at the table.
Edward was shocked here he was in his kitchen with his deadbeat father, his dead mother and his brother who was meant to be a suit of armour. He moved to sit down at the table in the seat he always used when he was little, his mother placed a plat of food in front of him.
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Edward shot up in bed and looked around the room, he was definitely in his dorm at Eastern Command meaning he had been dreaming all along. Edward didn't know how to feel about that.
When he eventually walked into the office, he noticed he was the only one there other then Colonel Bastard, he decided to tell the older man about his strange dream to see if he could help Ed make sense of it. When he entered the other alchemist office he noticed he had his chair turned to face the window.
"Hey Colonel can I talk to yo-" Edward didn't get a chance to finish what he was saying before the man in the chair turned to face him
"Hello Son how can I help? Hohenheim asked turning around.
Edward woke up screaming.