It Happens to the Best of Us
Winry held the modified teddy bear that Ed had sent her from the West. She hadn’t noticed, but by throwing the poor bear so many times against the wall, its automail arm had ripped off from where she had sewn the drilled ports. It reminded her of Ed’s first “broken” arm when he was getting used to automail. She realized that after attaching his arm, the area where his shoulder port connected with his skin swelled up.
She thought that she had done the proper connection, but when he tried to raise it, a noise came from the port. As if it needed oil so it wouldn’t be so stiff. But when his painful outburst confused her, she noticed that his arm had worked its way out of the connection port! The metal pulled the nerves before it fell, but she caught the arm and had to inspect it. Her face burned while gingerly cradling the metal limb and tried disregarding Ed’s hissing profanities, but she couldn’t and got nervous. It wasn’t the first time she attached automail, but it wasn’t like she had enough practice at age 11. Nevertheless, she wanted to be his mechanic, so she had to attach it, build it, and deal with her patient.
The little arm detached just like Ed’s did. At least the teddy bear didn’t feel any pain. At least the limb didn't break easily like human limbs. Where would the boy and the bear be if it weren’t for her metal?
She thought that she had done the proper connection, but when he tried to raise it, a noise came from the port. As if it needed oil so it wouldn’t be so stiff. But when his painful outburst confused her, she noticed that his arm had worked its way out of the connection port! The metal pulled the nerves before it fell, but she caught the arm and had to inspect it. Her face burned while gingerly cradling the metal limb and tried disregarding Ed’s hissing profanities, but she couldn’t and got nervous. It wasn’t the first time she attached automail, but it wasn’t like she had enough practice at age 11. Nevertheless, she wanted to be his mechanic, so she had to attach it, build it, and deal with her patient.
The little arm detached just like Ed’s did. At least the teddy bear didn’t feel any pain. At least the limb didn't break easily like human limbs. Where would the boy and the bear be if it weren’t for her metal?