The Fullmetal And The Killing Perfectionist Alchemist (On Hold)

The Tale Before Becoming The Fullmetal And The Killing Perfectionist Alchemist

After the whole shitshow in Liore, mostly Libby making a fool out of herself, the Elric Brothers and the Ishigami-Healers were on the road back to Central to chew out either the Doctor or Mustang, whichever came first to Edward and Libby, but first someone had to make a pit stop back to Resembool for Automail maintenance. "I thought we were going back to Central, Libby, you idiot!" Ed fumed, he couldn't believe that he was deceived by his own aunt, and she simply smirked at the poor teenager, she couldn't believe that she can still easily lie to him, since she's been out of the lying game, since Yaz told her not to lie anymore. "I am sorry for lying to you Ed, but I need my Automail checked out, my shoulder has been acting out since I whacked you with my arm and fighting the asshole named Cornello." Libby stated, as she was walking the familiar path to the Rockbell house, and the familiar scent of tobacco and Den is what welcomed her home. "Ah, that troublemaker is back." She smirked and took in another puff in her pipe, after all, she was here to visit her favorite people in the world. "Muichiro! Your customer is here!" Muichiro stopped what he was working on, he was currently helping Winry making human-grade Automail, and not combat demon-made Automail, which he was the only mechanic for with Libby. "Winry, can you take care of this for me?" Mui asked, and pulled off his welding helmet and gloves, and his work clothes are covered in mostly oil stains, along with, blood, sweat, tears and other bodily fluids, which were questionable, even in Winry's standards, that was questionable. "Why? What's wrong?" Winry wondered why Muichiro was excited, he never got excited if Libby was home, then he could rattle on about how much Automail that he had help Winry make, his eyes would light up every talking about it.

"Mom's home." The smell of Custard Cremes and Automail oil was getting stronger, and he went on the balcony to see his favorite (and only) customer, Libby Healer. "Hey, Granny Pinako." Libby greeted Pinako, and she was short as ever when she left Resembool three years ago, and nothing had changed since then. "Military life caught up with you yet, midget?" She teased Libby, and she had the nerve to insult her with her height, she was perfectly average for her height, she was only 5'2, and she was still slowly growing, despite the metal in shoulder saying otherwise. "You wish, you half-pint beansprout." Libby teased Granny Pinako, and she had a strained smile, with tick marks forming on her head, that were very audible. "Anyway, is Mui home? I just need Automail maintenance for today, and we'll be out of your hair." Granny Pinako had an audible smirk on her face, knowing that this old dog can still move at the age she was at, but she had to slow down one of these days. "Still on the move, at your age? You just need to retire." Libby suppressed a huff, and caught a wrench that was going to crack her skull open, and she can smell the mist that was coming through the balcony. "For fucks sake, General Healer! Make an appointment so I don't have to hit my Superior Officer in the head in the future!" Muichiro yelled, with his cute pouty face and his dog ears twitching and blushing at his Mom. "It was supposed to be a surprise visit, Sergeant Tokito. I need my Automail serviced and quickly, Mustang or the Doctor expects my presence, sooner than later." Libby said, as she threw the wrench right back at Muichiro and got clocked in the face, really hard. "Damn. That was a perfect shot." Ed was impressed by Libby's accuracy, even though she didn't need her sight to aim perfectly. "Edward, I am a pro at throwing stuff at my targets, although, I clocked Winry hard enough a few times though, to the point where she had to stay at the doctors for a few days." Libby remembered, and everyone shuddered, they all remembered how long Winry stayed at the doctors in Resembool...and she was not a happy girl afterwards.

"Just get your ass in here! Your maintenance will be done in ten minutes." Muichiro grumbled, and walked back into the house, and Winry noticed the big bump on his forehead, and decided not to question him when he's in pain. "Alright, you are wearing a sleeveless shirt, right? I don't want to expose the boys-" Libby cut him off, she was wearing a sleeveless shirt, and of course she wasn't stupid enough to expose herself to them, she was on the clock, right now. "Muichiro... Just get it done, I want to bitch at Mustang!" Libby hissed at her son-in-law, and suppressed a barely contained scream, when he took her arm off without warning, and wearing one of his signature smiles, and a socket wrench. "Oh, you'll bitch at Colonel Roy Mustang soon enough, Mom. Just give me ten minutes and five hundred and twenty Cenz, and you can be on your merry way." Muichiro said, with his signature smile, and began working on her arm, which was a quick inspection of the motors, the plating, the wires, and of course the ports on both sides, when he doesn't see anything wrong with her arm, so with the inspection complete, Muichiro places her arm back on the port, and used the wrench to lock the arm back in the port, with Libby barely screaming. "Warn me next time, Mui!" She growled at him, with her eyes changing back to normal, because it always hurts when the reattachment happens, which always makes her go demon, but she can't transform into a dog demon. "Here's your money. I will be heading out to Central now. See you all later!" Libby was out the door, and the others followed behind her, hopefully not to see Muichiro in his pissed off state again. "What's up with you and Muichiro, Libby?" Ed was curious, and he asked, so what Libby said next, really put him way out of his comfort zone and out of his element of teasing. "He's expecting his first child soon. And he's very worked up because he's going to be a father soon." Libby told him, and that changed his perspective on what he was going to say, but Ed did not know how to be a father, and did not feel the love from a father that should have been here to give it to him and Al, so the concept of Muichiro being a father was foreign to Ed.