First thought that comes to mind; Mei teaching the babies to talk shit to Ed in Xingese. He has no idea, and thinks it’s the cutest thing.
He’d be like, “How are my little preciouses today?”
And they’d say, “Take your short ass out back bitch.”
And he’d say, “Yeah that’s right! My babies are so intelligent!”
Of course Ling knows and so does Al, as he’s been learning the language, and everyone is trying to keep it in😄
Now they are Edwin babies, so they’re bound to be loud and adventurous, and Mei is real sassy, so imagine the fights! The kids would probably pull those Home Alone traps against her and she’d make up the scariest stories and lies to freak them out. Always a tie, neither side can best the other.
All in all, the kids will love their Auntie and she’d be a big sister in their eyes!
Summary: Amestris vs Xing time (from Ed and Winry’s perspective)!
A/N: Sorry for the long wait! I have had a rough day (family issues) and tbh a bit rough times overall, and despite my solemn promise, I couldn’t find the willpower to finish what I had planned for this chapter. So, I split it into two parts! I am gonna do my very best to finish the rest within the next few days that you don’t have to keep wondering how the game will end, but I hope you’ll enjoy this nevertheless. Enjoy and please review, because I’m most certainly in need of some distraction and nice words now.
Ed and Al
were walking towards the hockey arena, chatting casually about their
predictions for the upcoming game. Al claimed Xing would be a tough team to
beat, especially with the young Ling Yao as their captain, but in Ed’s opinion
his team had the upper hand, even if he himself wasn’t able to play. At some
point, Al noticed Ed was looking around restlessly, barely listening to what he
had to say.
“Are you
trying to find something?”
“No, someone. Winry wanted to come to watch this
game with us, but I’m not seeing her yet… I hope she’s gonna come soon, I’d
rather be inside when the fans start coming.”
“I didn’t
think I’d see a day when you don’t want any attention. What’s caused this
change?”
“Hey, I
only want attention when I’m on the ice! You know I’m actually not that big a
fan of large crowds. Besides… I really don’t want the media attention on us…”
“Oh,
because she’s coming? I can already
see the headline: ‘famous hockey player and figure skater hitting it off’. That
will make some wonderful news, my brother.”
“Al,
please! I’m getting tired of your shit.”
“Do you
know how long I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this? Sure, you’ve had
girls before, but I can see this is different. Both of you actually care about each
other.”
“She is the
first person I’ve been interested in who didn’t freak out about my automail.
She didn’t freak out about Envy or Nina either when I told her…”
“Wow. I
didn’t know you were in that deep,” Al
said, this time seriously. “Telling about your automail was one thing, but you
have never told anyone about Nina.”
“I know… It’s
just, I’m still so confused about everything.” Ed was quiet for a few moments
before adding hesitantly: “There are still moments when I’m afraid.”
“Afraid of
what exactly?” Al frowned at him.
“That I’d
lose her just like I’ve lost them.”
Al didn’t need to ask who those “they” were,
he understood.
“We’ve been
through this before. Look, I get your feeling, but you still can’t let it control
you. That is FAR more likely to make you lose something that could become truly
precious to you. Let me ask you one question: does she make you happy?”
“She does,”
Ed admitted reluctantly, knowing where Al was going with this.
“Then
that’s your answer. Give her a shot. You know, one part of me thinks the real
reason why you act like this is because you think you don’t deserve to be
happy. Brother, no one is blaming you for anything that happened. You shouldn’t
either. That’s the last I’m gonna say, because there she is.”
Al pointed
towards a big statue right outside the arena, and Ed saw he was right. There
she was, her hair on her trademark ponytail, cheeks pink from the cold weather,
and (to Ed’s horror/excitement) Team Amestris’ hockey jersey pulled over her
coat. Ed blushed wildly when he remembered the dream also involving Winry and
such a jersey, but thankfully Al got him back to earth by saying:
“At that
rate you won’t ever be needing my birthday
gift. You just went tomato red simply over seeing her.”
“Will you
fucking stop it already?” he turned his attention to his brother, glad to have
an excuse to get the piled-up emotions out of his system.
“Why are
you yelling?” Winry, who had noticed the brothers approaching her, was now standing
in front of the brothers and staring at Ed with confusion.
“Don’t mind
him, he’s simply an idiot,” Al shook it off. “He does this a lot.”
Winry
snorted. “That’s good to know.”
“If you are
going to hang out with him more, I should probably give you a 101 on
communicating with Edward Elric. You’ll need it.”
“Based on
his reactions, it’s probably the exact opposite of what you are doing right
now. That’s a good start.” Winry nodded, pretending to take notes.
“Can we please just go inside now?” Ed growled and
glared at his brother and his friend angrily.
Winry turned back to Ed and smiled at him
apologetically.
“Hey. Sorry I couldn’t make it to the lunch,
the doctor’s check-up took longer than I expected… and guess what! I got to
skate a bit! Only for 15 minutes, because we don’t want to risk anything, but
it still felt very good. I got to do both my routines once.”
“That’s great. Did your foot feel fine?”
“Yes, it’s way better now. Nothing should stop
me from competing now!”
“We’ll be rooting for you!” Al exclaimed,
surprising both Ed and Winry.
“I’ll be
rooting for her, you’ll be rooting for that Xingese bean girl,” Ed corrected,
not forgetting how Al had gushed about Mei Chang even earlier that day.
“Can’t I root for both?” Al pouted, making Ed
laugh.
“Sure. Once you stop asking me if I’ve seen her
at breakfast, lunch, dinner, gym or basically anywhere I go.”
“I do not do that!” the younger brother
claimed.
Winry stopped the brothers’ bickering. “As much
fun as it is to see you both try to embarrass each other in front of me, I
still don’t know who this bean girl is. The Xingese are really good, Mei Chang
and Lan Fan are top contenders for the gold medal in the individual contest.”
“And you aren’t?” Ed didn’t like that Winry
belittled her skills. “Anyway, Al is talking about that Mei girl, I think he’s
had a celebrity crush on her for at least two years.”
“You watch figure skating regularly?” Winry
asked. “Edward, your brother keeps impressing me. Maybe I should ask him out or something.”
Winry meant it in a purely teasing way, not
having any plans to ask Al out as she was way more interested in someone else, but Ed couldn’t quite digest it.
“W-why would you do that?”
“Because I want to make sure the guy I will
date appreciates my sport.”
“But I do appreciate your sport too!”
“Relax, Ed, I was only joking.” She snuck her
hand right next to Ed’s and intertwined their fingers. “I… may have my eyes on
someone else.”
“You do?”
“When you share a bed with someone, usually it
means you like them,” she whispered, making both herself and Ed blush.
“Ahem, may I remind you that I’m still right
here?” Al groaned. “Could you two act like normal people and not do this in
public, with other people in your company.”
“Not a chance, Alphonse.”
“What the fuck! How could you miss that?!”
Winry yelled when Havoc’s shot hit the top bar goal even though it had looked like he would definitely score from that
spot.
“Woah, woman, I didn’t know you even knew words
like that! Just yell that in your competition and you’ll be sure to win all the
prizes.” Ed was very amused by the fact that Winry seemed more involved in the
game than he was, even though he was
a member of the team that was currently playing in this arena. He hadn’t seen
this side of her yet, so he was more than enjoying it.
“I believe that was just his hangover talking.
On a normal day he would have scored from that spot 99 out of one hundred times,”
he added.
Not too long after Havoc’s shot, Hughes’ stick
slightly hit Xing’s Ling Yao to his skate. Even though the hit wasn’t enough to
make anyone fall, Ling dropped down dramatically, pretending Hughes had done it
on purpose. The referees hadn’t quite seen what Ling did, so purely based on
his reaction, they called a penalty for team Amestris, and Hughes could only
shake his head when he skated into the penalty box.
“Fucking zebras!” both Ed and Winry yelled angrily
this time, almost in sync (which amused Al to no end).
“That
Yao guy was clearly diving, there was absolutely no reason to call a penalty on
us!” Ed yammered, shaking his fist towards the ice.
“I know right!” Winry joined him. “Jeez, are
they totally blind?!”
“Probably. Anyone with eyes could see what
happened!”
“You guys are so adorable,” Al interrupted the
angry duo. “I never knew I’d see a day Ed would find someone who’s as eager to
comment the games as he is!”
“Alphonse, you are making me regret I ever
asked you to come here,” Ed had to stop him for the who-knows-how-many-th time within a
very short span of time. “Hey, how are things with Ms. Chang? Have you, you
know, met her yet?”
“Oh, did I mention I’m sort of friends with
Mei?” Winry asked before Al got a chance to answer. “She’s a nice person even though we are rivals, I’d be happy
to introduce her to you if I get a chance!”
“Would you do that?” Al asked excitedly. “It
would be great!”
“I think I could arrange that once our
competitions are over.”
“Awesome! Thanks, Winry.”
“No problem, Al,” Winry reassured him before
turning her eyes back to the ice. “HEY, THAT WAS AN OFFSIDE!!”
The first period was rather even. Both teams
had a couple of great scoring opportunities, but neither Amestris or Xing
managed to use them. Armstrong was playing an amazing game, but so was Xing’s
goalie, and neither of them gave up an inch. Ling Yao from team Xing had
probably the best scoring chance when he was released from the penalty box
(where he was sent after the referees caught him diving for the third time
within a period) and he got into a 2-on-1 breakaway with his teammate. Once
again Ed and Winry yelled their profanities loudly, Winry even covering her
eyes with her hands so she didn’t have to watch. They sighed of relief when
they saw the game saver Alex Louis Armstrong pulled. The period ended goalless,
but it definitely wasn’t boring, Ed, Winry and Al concluded.
“We found
Team Amestris’ young star Edward Elric from the Shamballa Arena! Mr. Elric, I’m
sure we all want to know, how’s your leg doing?” An Amestrisian Olympics reporter
had blocked Ed’s bath to a popcorn stand and was now holding a microphone in
front of him, expecting an answer.
“Obviously
not good, since I can’t play,” Ed pointed out.
“Right… Is
it difficult to watch the game when you know you can’t help your team?”
“Why are
you asking that when you know the answer?” Ed asked back, rather rudely, but at
the moment he didn’t care. “Of course it’s hard.”
“Do you
have any idea when you will be able to return back to ice?”
“Nope, and
I wouldn’t share that information with you even if I did know.”
“OK… Hey,
is it true that you came here with Winry Rockbell?” the reporter continued
persistently. “The word is that you guys sat next to each other and were seen
talking with each other passionately during the first period of this game.”
“Did your
sources remember to mention that my
brother was sitting with us as well? What do you have to say about that?”
“Yes, but…”
Just when
Ed was finally about to succeed in making the reporter leave, Winry chose a
very bad moment to show up.
“Ed, I came
to see what is taking you so long… Oh!” She counted 1+1=2 when she saw the
woman with a microphone and a notepad peeking from her bag. “Did I interrupt
something?”
“Not at
all. Miss Rockbell, right? What a coincidence, we were just talking about you.”
“You were?”
Winry asked with surprise.
Before Ed
had time to say anything, the reporter exclaimed: “Oh yes! I was just asking
him if it was true you two were hanging out. And clearly it’s true since you
are standing right there!”
“Umm…”
Winry stared at her uncomfortably.
“So, how do
you know each other? Did you meet here at the Olympics? Are you dating?”
Finally, Ed
found his voice. Surprisingly calmly, he spoke, his eyes burning brightly as he
stared at the reporter:
“Can I ask
you a question? How would it change anything if we were dating? What does it
matter if two teenagers are seeing each other even if they are professional
athletes? You reporters tend to forget that we are only humans too.”
The
reporter didn’t know what to answer, so she finally set her mic down and just
signaled with her hand that so was going to go. Ed burst out laughing and Winry
shook her head at him.
“I don’t
think that reporter is gonna ask you any questions in a while,” she couldn’t
help but smile at the laughing boy. “I must say, I was rather impressed with how
you handled that. To be honest, I was expecting yelling.”
“Hey, I can
surprise sometimes too!”
“You sure
can,” Winry laughed. “Hey, did you get the popcorn yet? The second period is
about to start.”
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