Small Talk and Awkward Heart-to-Hearts

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A/N: HI!!! Thank you so much for your support. And special shout out to waffleita and TheIcarusAlchemist for the helpful bits of constructive criticism. I hope you've liked my story, considering the fact that I'm relatively new to Wattpad I consider 17 votes to be a lot since I'm pretty unknown. So on with the story!
ED's POV
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"From what I'm seeing, you've grown a bit. About one or two inches. We'll have to make new automail for you." "Take that Winry!!" I shouted through the door. I was still pretty shaken up by the whole blood-and-death-explanation thing that happened. And it was Roxy's uncle, not hers. Were they actually that close? And what was this war she was talking about.. well... about? I voiced my last question and she said "Oh! It's pretty unknown, no one really knows about it since they carefully planned it all out. Plus, the enemy kind of... killed any witnesses."
"What?! That's-is that really true?" I said, not entirely believing it but still shocked. "I know it's hard to believe, but you'll just have to bear with me on this. There's no evidence I can show you in Amestris, all I have within my reach is a symbol I can draw for you." "Draw it, then." I said, still a bit suspicious. "Alright!" (Y/n) said, grabbing pencil and paper to start working. I couldn't make out what she was drawing, not yet at least.
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When she finished, I was in awe. (y/n) was an unexpectedly talented artist! The drawing was a human skull with a snake going through it, mouth open. "What does that stand for?" "It was the symbol of the enemy, known to most as the Dark Mark." "Nice." "Thanks!"
"Sooo.... Ed, can I-can I ask... who was it?"
Instantly I felt gloomy. "...sorry?...." "Oh! No no no, it's fine, just remembering things... and I think you do have a right to know... Equivalent Exchange, right?" (Y/n) nodded, (h/c) locks swishing with her head. "Okay, here goes. When Al and I were younger, our mother got sick. Badly. But she never said anything, not wanting to be a burden. Then one day, she collapsed, weak from the disease that was eating at her life. We tried to save her... bring her back... but I'm guessing you know how that went." I finish off with a wry smile. "Now we're looking for the Philosopher's Stone, so that Al and I can have normal bodies again. We're funded by the state, and occasionally sent on missions by Lt. Colonel BASTARD, he's always picking on me!" Once I heard (y/n)'s suppressed laughter, I got angrier. "WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?!" I ask, a vein popping in my forehead. By then it was a full on laugh. "Oh.... I-I'm.. hah... so sorry.. but you're hilarious!" After the laughter died out, (y/n) threw an unexpected question my way.
"So what stuff do you like to do? Any interests? Hobbies?" I thought long and hard, but I couldn't think of anything except for alchemy. "Huh... all I can think of is alchemy and sparring.." "In an oh-I-absolutely-LOVE-it kind of way or a damn-I'm-working-so-hard-I-have-no-hobbies kind of way?" "Um... a bit of both?" "Be careful with that. Overworking yourself only leads to stress and anxiety." "Well... what about you?! You've been working with GearHead for so long, let's see what you can think of!" "Ooh! I absolutely LOVE mechanics and engineering! I also like alchemy, reading, talking, animals, debate, astronomy, and manga! Ooh, and I play the guitar." "Oh... do you, now...?" Her sudden excitement made me feel a bit awkward.
"My teacher... she has your same... erm.. condition.... in case you wanted to know..." before (y/n) could reply, Al sticks his head inside.
"Brother, (y/n), lunch is ready-" "Ok! Let's go!" (Y/n) said a bit too happily, jumping up and practically running towards the table. "Did something happen between you two nii-san?" Al asks in a concerned manner. I hesitate before finally looking up and saying "No, nothing important, really. I'll tell you later." My brother tilts his head in suspicion but goes to the dining table.

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