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[ Waking up in a strange house that was not her own was not how Winry wanted to start her day. She immediately rolled out of the bed and scrambled about in confusion with a very realistic list of priorities, including "Whose pajamas are these?!" and "Wh-who changed my clothes?!". And all ending with a pajama-clad girl picking up the nearest phone and just... dialing. She really isn't sure to call. ]

[ phone ]
U-um... Hey! Hey there, wh-whoever you are, uh... I think I've been kidnapped! I'm in a strange room with someone else's clothes on a-and this is just really not good.

[ hesitation. Winry replays everything she just heard in her head and realizes how stupid she sounds when in a panic. ] S-sorry, you know what? Wrong number. [ And now she's preparing to call someone else, hoping to form sentences better next time and sound more believable. ] What do I do, what do I do... Why would anyone kidnap me? Aaah, and who changed my clothes for me? Ew ew ew, I can't believe this is happeing!

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... n-nothing. Nothing.

I'll be waiting, then. See you soon.

... Right. See you.

[He hangs up and, true to his word, is knocking on Winry's front door twenty minutes later.]

[ Winry has been waiting by the door this whole time. And she opens it the moment she hears him knock. ]

About time! What took you?

[His eyes widen after she opens the door. He had seen her walking around the town, but it... it wasn't her. It was just her drone. Someone completely different from the girl in front of him now and he couldn't believe how relieved he felt to actually see her. No fake, creepy smiles, no "charming" little giggles. None of that. It was just Winry. Part of him wants to just give her a hug, but the rest of him won't let him do that just yet. Moving at all would be difficult right now.

His thoughts come back together a moment later, an annoyed half-frown spreading across his face.]

What d'you mean about time? I had to walk here, jeeze! Couldn't you have just said "Hi"? Would that have been too hard?

Well, you could've RUN! I'm scared out of my wits here, you know!

hmph. And fine. "Hi! What took you so long?"

[ She frowns a bit. It hasn't occurred to her that Ed might have missed her. To Winry, they've barely been apart for a few days. Her hands are on her hips and she narrows her eyes at him, only to notice his hand... ]

W, wait. Edward...?

I got here as fast as I could!

[~~Of course he didn't miss her why would he miss her that's just stupid. oh and did you also notice that he's taller??? because he is.~~

Wait what was she looking at...? He crosses his arms over his chest, snapping back at her.]

What?

The build on your arm looks different, Edward. What did you do to your automail?

[ She reaches out to take his arm and examine it. ]

Is it dented? Have you even been oiling it?

[OH! Right! That.

An odd sort of smile pulls at his lips as he rolls up his sleeve and extends his very human arm towards her, wiggling his non-metallic fingers at her]

I think that would just be a broken bone if that was the case.

Ed! Your..!

[ Frowning at first. Because anger solves everything and Winry's not completely sure how to feel about his arm being back so suddenly. Just a few days ago she was reoutfitting his automail for the snow. ]

[ And after a second of it sinking in, her angry look switches to nothing but crying. Those tears of joy she promised him. ]

How did...? Ed..!

[Those better be tears of joy or he's going to feel like an ass]

I don't know. When I got here it was just... gone. My leg, too. Even the scars from the surgery are gone. There's a lot about this place that sucks, but... this is one change I can get used to.

[ Oh. When he got here. So it might be back to "normal" when they get home? But for now, she's just too happy to see his arm back. ]

I don't care why it happened. Just thank goodness... Ed, this is great.

[He grins and laughs a little]

Heh, yeah. It's not too bad all things considered. [And he'll just wipe some of those tears off her face with that hand] So did I keep my promise? I said the next time I made you cry those tears would be tears of joy.

[ She's too happy to be embarrassed by the gesture. But once she's not so blinded by tears she pulls it together... which means ignoring his question for now. ]

I-I've still been kidnapped, you know...! Where is "here" anyway? Edward, what's g-going on?

[Which is the only reason he wasn't too embarrassed to do it in the first place, but whatever. Details.]

C'mon, let's go inside and I'll explain what I can, ok?

R, right... wait, is that a good idea? This is the house of the people who kidnapped me, right--- Where did you walk from anyway?

The people in this house didn't kidnap you, I promise. [Ushering her inside and ignore that last question]

Are you sure? This woman called me her daughter, you know. If they didn't kidnap me then at least they're insane.

[ But she'll go inside anyway. Look at how much she trusts you, Ed.

Though she is a bit uncomfortable, so don't mind Winry as she grabs his no-longer-automail hand. ]

I don't really know where anything is here anyway. It's full of weird things...

Yeah, it's weird, I know.

[Oh that hand? Yeah sure, go ahead. It's not like he notices at all. Nope. Definitely doesn't notice a thing when she takes his hand. NOPE.AVI.

He heads into the kitchen and takes a seat at the table, pulling out a slightly crumbled pamphlet out of his pocket.]

Go ahead and read this.

Huh?

[ She reads it once.

Then again.

Three times to be safe. ]

You're kidding...

I wish.

A lot more has happened since I got this. You were actually here for about a week or so when I first got here. And then... then you weren't.

[ And now not only is Winry back with no memories but it's the same journal!

She looks at him with an unintentionally pitying gaze. That must have been rough. ]

But I don't remember any of that... But I guess that means my "drone" was walking around town..?

[He nods]

Yeah. It was... it was unsettling, honestly. It was you -- had your face and everything, but it didn't act like you or sound like you. Same thing happened with me, apparently. I've been here a few times before, but I don't remember any of it.

Is that so...? This place does that sorta thing a lot, I guess? That's terrible...

How do we get out..?

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