Chapter 17 - A Day in Resembool

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CLARE'S POV

As we finally arrive at Resembool I begin to get nervous and I know it's completely written on my face because Ed is giving me a support look.

Ed: Don't be so nervous.

Me: Trust me I'm trying, it's just, I DON'T KNOW!

I yell the last part in frustration, but Ed walks over to me and pats my back.

Ed: Everything is going to go fine, for you perhaps.

Me: Wait what about you?

Ed: Hmm lets just say in three...two...one..

As we walk towards the house a wrench goes flying at Ed's head.

It hits him directly on the forehead and knocks him to the ground. Ed quickly gets up, really pissed off.

Ed: WINRY WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!

Winry walks out the front door with a furious face.

Winry: What was that for? ED YOUR ARM IS COMPLETELY GONE!

Her face goes even redder and I begin to hide behind Ed.

Me (I Whisper): Should I be scared?

He shakes his head looks over to me and quickly whispers back.

Ed (In Whisper): She's only mad at me don't worry okay? Oh and Al well...

He quickly looks over to him.

Me: You have no idea.

Ed: Nope.

Winry: ED WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH YOU!?!

Ed: YOU'VE BEEN ASKING THAT EVERY TIME MY ARM BREAKS!

Winry: WELL IT'S YOUR FAULT!

I decide to break them up but she hits me with a wrench.

Me: WHAT WAS THAT FOR?! I'M JUST TRYING TO BREAK THIS STUPID ARGUMENT UP!

Winry: Stupid.

Oh no I've done it... I back up a little and she starts to run at me. Crap! I quickly dodge her, not wanting to get re-injured since I just came out of the hospital today.

Me: WHAT'S YOUR ISSUE?! CALM DOWN!

Winry: AHA ME CALM DOWN! YOU'RE YELLING TOO!

Me: YOU DIDN'T EXACTLY GIVE ME AN OPTION DID YEAH?!

Winry: WELL YOU INTERRUPTED ME SHORTIE!

She dives at me and swiftly I dodge from her again.

Me: Shortie...? SHORTIE!?! OH HELL NO!

As we were about to go at it, a old lady comes up to us.

Old lady: WINRY STOP IT THIS INSTANT!

She stops and looks at her.

Old Lady: Now apologize to this young lady. She was only trying to calm both of you down.

Winry looks down to the ground then back to me.

Winry: Sorry for getting mad at you... And throwing those wrenchs at you.

Me: Don't worry about it.

I tap her shoulder and smiled.

Me: I'm used to getting hit... But for now on, don't ever call me short on any term.

I smirk and I walked over to Ed still rubbing his head.

Me: Ed is your head feeling any better?

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