Crisis of the Holiday Cards [PG] FMA (Winry x Ed)
Title: Crisis of the Holiday Cards
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Winry Rockbell x Edward Elric
Rating: PG (quite harmless swearing)
AN: Written for anrui_shino my sista. Hope you like the fluff. Prompt was postage stamps.
It had taken them all day to get the Christmas lights up on the tree. Finding a tree took about an hour and a half before finally settling on one closer to the back of the house. Near the end of the night, hot chocolate was made as they settled down on the couch and sighed with content. They had managed to get all the decorating done in one day.
“The star seems brighter this year,” Winry said as she squeezed the pillow between her arms tightly.
Ed just chuckled. “You say that every year.”
“Yeah well at least I’m not the one to say I can carry a tree all on my own every year.” She countered as she flicked a piece of blonde hair out of her eyes.
“Hey! That tree was heavier than I thought. That’s it.” Ed tried to cover it up but only heard snorting from behind the pillow. “What are you laughing at?” The grimace that was on his lips slowly started to lose its hold as it slipped into a smile. The young blonde giggled and his mouth was now smiling at her. “You’re such a dork.” He said while lounging back into the couch.
The alchemist continued to hear small spurts of laughter before a huge intake of air had him turning back toward her. “Oh no!”
“What is it?” Ed looked over Winry but found nothing wrong but the frown so he turned to the tree which shown brightly in the living room. No, nothing was wrong there either. His gaze swept back over the young blonde.
“We forgot to send out the holiday cards. Quick, grab the bag in the closet and I’ll hunt down the envelopes.” Hoping up off the couch she scurried to the kitchen, Ed could almost feel the emptiness of losing sight of the girl and sighed. “Edward, hurry up!” Her voice drifted to him from the kitchen.
“Yeah yeah!” Ed barked back as he reluctantly relinquished his seat and walked toward the closet across the room.
Grumbling all the way to the door knob about girls and stupid cards he opened the door when…
“AHhh!” Clothes, bags and anything else that was stuffed inside that Winry could get in the closet had catapulted itself into Edward’s gut and now he was buried alive under the chaos.
Winry ran in the room rustling with three boxes of white envelopes to find the mess lying on the oak floor. “Edward what did you do?” He almost thought her tone was a mother scolding a child but quickly lost the thought when her words finally nailed him. “What did I do!?”
“Are you not the one under a pile of mess?” A hand to the hip and Winry Rockbell was turning into an authority figure on him.
“Who may I be so bold, put all this crap in the closet in the first place?” Edward shot back as he kicked two bags off his legs and moved to stand. As his one foot landed on the floor the other however slipped into the abyss of junk.
“Well uh, I wouldn’t have had to put it there if you’d just clean the attic like I asked you to!” Winry shot back as two pink streaks crossed her cheeks.
Ed growled back “Well it isn’t my job to clean the attic!” Ha! He’d taken her ammunition away. There was nothing left for her to throw at his face…
Two beads of water spilled from her orbs and he’d lost the battle just like that.
“Don’t cry. You know I hate it when you cry!” He yipped at her even though it didn’t seem like his words were working as Winry continued to whimper. She’d won and was still rubbing it in his face.
Mumbling about women and their cheating crying, he started to pile the stuff that was all over the floor back into the closet. Once he had kicked and shoved, the floor was spotless once again, leaving him to follow Winry back to the couch where she was currently putting a postage stamp on the envelope.
Ed sat beside her as she vigorously tried to lick two stamps at once and rush to the cards finishing up them. He laughed when she actually gagged on the taste of them and handed her the cup of chocolate she’d left.
Taking a few sips, she glanced his way and eyed him. “You’re not going to help me with these cards?” Ed simply shook his head. “Well can you at least lick these nasty stamps while I finish writing the cards out?” Ed shook his head again and Winry sighed. A smirk was lifted at the corner of her lips as a thought came to mind, one that Ed knew he wasn’t going to like much. “Not even for lil old me?” She whispered with puppy eyes, making Ed gulp back with discomfort. She had to pull that damn look out of her bag of tricks.
“Fine, I’ll lick the stupid stamps. I don’t know what to say on cards ever anyway.” Slumping to the floor he sat in front of the coffee table, Winry followed him and gave him a chaste kiss on her lips, reminding him of the chocolate she’d just drank. He licked his lips before turning her around and giving another kiss on the lips. Winry blushed before turning back to the cards.
“Should we send one to Ms. Hawkeye??” Winry stuttered, the blush growing as she glanced at Ed.
He simply shrugged.
“Em what about General Mustang?” That received a glare.
“Okay then. I’ll write one out for him myself.”
Winry wrote out about twenty cards before looking over at Ed’s pile of envelopes. Not a single one had a postage stamp on them.
“Ed you were supposed to put them on the envelopes. What did you do with them?” Lifting up the mess of cards and envelopes on the table, she couldn’t find them anywhere until she caught the huge grin on Ed’s face.
“Edward Elric, what did you do to my stamps?” Winry snipped and Ed grinned bigger before pointing on his shirt
Stamps were all over shirt, Winry had to turn him to the side to see them all.
“Why would you do that?” Trying to pull them off she managed to get one of his chest.
“I wanted to mail myself to you for Christmas.” He said innocently and Winry seemed to grow warm.
She couldn’t help but giggle. “Dummy.” She kissed his lips as his hands circled around her waist. Pulling back, Winry stuck one on his mouth. “That’s where they need to go,” and then turned back to finish the cards as Ed grumbled behind the stamp.
All Winry managed to hear were stupid holiday cards and something about taking women’s attention, but she didn’t catch it all as her attention was focused on the cards that needed to be sent out.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Pairing: Winry Rockbell x Edward Elric
Rating: PG (quite harmless swearing)
AN: Written for anrui_shino my sista. Hope you like the fluff. Prompt was postage stamps.
It had taken them all day to get the Christmas lights up on the tree. Finding a tree took about an hour and a half before finally settling on one closer to the back of the house. Near the end of the night, hot chocolate was made as they settled down on the couch and sighed with content. They had managed to get all the decorating done in one day.
“The star seems brighter this year,” Winry said as she squeezed the pillow between her arms tightly.
Ed just chuckled. “You say that every year.”
“Yeah well at least I’m not the one to say I can carry a tree all on my own every year.” She countered as she flicked a piece of blonde hair out of her eyes.
“Hey! That tree was heavier than I thought. That’s it.” Ed tried to cover it up but only heard snorting from behind the pillow. “What are you laughing at?” The grimace that was on his lips slowly started to lose its hold as it slipped into a smile. The young blonde giggled and his mouth was now smiling at her. “You’re such a dork.” He said while lounging back into the couch.
The alchemist continued to hear small spurts of laughter before a huge intake of air had him turning back toward her. “Oh no!”
“What is it?” Ed looked over Winry but found nothing wrong but the frown so he turned to the tree which shown brightly in the living room. No, nothing was wrong there either. His gaze swept back over the young blonde.
“We forgot to send out the holiday cards. Quick, grab the bag in the closet and I’ll hunt down the envelopes.” Hoping up off the couch she scurried to the kitchen, Ed could almost feel the emptiness of losing sight of the girl and sighed. “Edward, hurry up!” Her voice drifted to him from the kitchen.
“Yeah yeah!” Ed barked back as he reluctantly relinquished his seat and walked toward the closet across the room.
Grumbling all the way to the door knob about girls and stupid cards he opened the door when…
“AHhh!” Clothes, bags and anything else that was stuffed inside that Winry could get in the closet had catapulted itself into Edward’s gut and now he was buried alive under the chaos.
Winry ran in the room rustling with three boxes of white envelopes to find the mess lying on the oak floor. “Edward what did you do?” He almost thought her tone was a mother scolding a child but quickly lost the thought when her words finally nailed him. “What did I do!?”
“Are you not the one under a pile of mess?” A hand to the hip and Winry Rockbell was turning into an authority figure on him.
“Who may I be so bold, put all this crap in the closet in the first place?” Edward shot back as he kicked two bags off his legs and moved to stand. As his one foot landed on the floor the other however slipped into the abyss of junk.
“Well uh, I wouldn’t have had to put it there if you’d just clean the attic like I asked you to!” Winry shot back as two pink streaks crossed her cheeks.
Ed growled back “Well it isn’t my job to clean the attic!” Ha! He’d taken her ammunition away. There was nothing left for her to throw at his face…
Two beads of water spilled from her orbs and he’d lost the battle just like that.
“Don’t cry. You know I hate it when you cry!” He yipped at her even though it didn’t seem like his words were working as Winry continued to whimper. She’d won and was still rubbing it in his face.
Mumbling about women and their cheating crying, he started to pile the stuff that was all over the floor back into the closet. Once he had kicked and shoved, the floor was spotless once again, leaving him to follow Winry back to the couch where she was currently putting a postage stamp on the envelope.
Ed sat beside her as she vigorously tried to lick two stamps at once and rush to the cards finishing up them. He laughed when she actually gagged on the taste of them and handed her the cup of chocolate she’d left.
Taking a few sips, she glanced his way and eyed him. “You’re not going to help me with these cards?” Ed simply shook his head. “Well can you at least lick these nasty stamps while I finish writing the cards out?” Ed shook his head again and Winry sighed. A smirk was lifted at the corner of her lips as a thought came to mind, one that Ed knew he wasn’t going to like much. “Not even for lil old me?” She whispered with puppy eyes, making Ed gulp back with discomfort. She had to pull that damn look out of her bag of tricks.
“Fine, I’ll lick the stupid stamps. I don’t know what to say on cards ever anyway.” Slumping to the floor he sat in front of the coffee table, Winry followed him and gave him a chaste kiss on her lips, reminding him of the chocolate she’d just drank. He licked his lips before turning her around and giving another kiss on the lips. Winry blushed before turning back to the cards.
“Should we send one to Ms. Hawkeye??” Winry stuttered, the blush growing as she glanced at Ed.
He simply shrugged.
“Em what about General Mustang?” That received a glare.
“Okay then. I’ll write one out for him myself.”
Winry wrote out about twenty cards before looking over at Ed’s pile of envelopes. Not a single one had a postage stamp on them.
“Ed you were supposed to put them on the envelopes. What did you do with them?” Lifting up the mess of cards and envelopes on the table, she couldn’t find them anywhere until she caught the huge grin on Ed’s face.
“Edward Elric, what did you do to my stamps?” Winry snipped and Ed grinned bigger before pointing on his shirt
Stamps were all over shirt, Winry had to turn him to the side to see them all.
“Why would you do that?” Trying to pull them off she managed to get one of his chest.
“I wanted to mail myself to you for Christmas.” He said innocently and Winry seemed to grow warm.
She couldn’t help but giggle. “Dummy.” She kissed his lips as his hands circled around her waist. Pulling back, Winry stuck one on his mouth. “That’s where they need to go,” and then turned back to finish the cards as Ed grumbled behind the stamp.
All Winry managed to hear were stupid holiday cards and something about taking women’s attention, but she didn’t catch it all as her attention was focused on the cards that needed to be sent out.