[Video] Loose Screws 8

[hands4healing]

[Winry is at a furniture store that caters to ImPort fangirls and -boys. And totally bemused. So she has to share what she's found.]

I was window shopping today and I found...this.

[She turns the camera to show a soft giant robot, like a plushy version of those robots Hiro and Tadashi make. What she really wants to know is if Hiro and Tadashi know about them. Whether they're getting a commission.]

They say it's a bed.

[...A confused expression.]

I don't know if I'd want to sleep on it.

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[hands4healing]

You're probably right about that!

[resipiscent]

He could sleep anywhere, but I think he'd find it funny.

[hands4healing]

If I bought one for Ed, he'd probably eat it in his sleep.

[resipiscent]

Has he done that sort of thing before?

[hands4healing]

Mmm...not really, but he has a big appetite.

[Seriously, Riku.]

[resipiscent]

Oh. Well, I can understand that. Being a guy our age takes a lot of energy.

[hands4healing]

[And...Ed might still be eating for two, even if Al is back home. Though Winry's not going to talk about that.]

So I hear.

[resipiscent]

I think it's the growth spurts.

[He considers this -- does Ed have those? He's so small...]

[hands4healing]

[Winry snorts through her nose at the restrained laugh.]

R-right!

[Bahahaha!]

[resipiscent]

... Sorry, does he have those?

[flamels]

I do, actually. Especially after Briggs I guess it was. Lighter auto-mail really does help with that, apparently.

[Aren't we proud? He's not outright yelling. Or punching.]

[hands4healing]

[Color Winry shocked, Ed. She figured you'd be screaming.

And, oh, that's right, her heavy automail. Makes you stunted.]

Mr. Dominic said the old automail put a lot of strain on your body.

[flamels]

Well, between that and figuring on how to help Al, it's not that surprising that I've grown since. Besides, your auto-mail has never failed on me, Winry. You were doing the best you could with what Granny and that Garfiel were teaching you at the time. It's not your fault.

[At least. In his opinion. Of course others probably still see him as that tiny fourteen year old or possibly younger, but still. He's managing to refrain and hold back from the yelling. So far. He doesn't blame Winry herself for any of it.]

[hands4healing]

It still put a strain on your body. I'm glad I've learned how to make better automail for you!

[flamels]

Well, yeah. It's way lighter and better then your work when I was first fitted!

[hands4healing]

And I'll keep improving, too.

[She's determined to do that.]

[resipiscent]

Heh. So you're saying, your girlfriend kept you from growing?

[hands4healing]

[Gasp.]

RIKU!

[resipiscent]

Sorry, I'm kidding.

[hands4healing]

[This face, Riku.]

[resipiscent]

I apologize for any and all teasing I may have done in the last ten minutes, [he adds.]

[flamels]

No. Well, maybe the heavier auto-mail contributed to it, but that wasn't the only factor to take into consideration. And it isn't like she would have done it intentionally.

[resipiscent]

That's fair. And yeah, I don't think she'd have done something like that on purpose either. That's... way too diabolical for Winry.

[flamels]

It's....complicated and not something I want to go into over the network if you really want to go into detail on this. But no, she wouldn't. She's doing her best with what she does know. Just happens that auto-mail designed specifically to work in the North with their weather is way lighter than the usual steel models she was making me before.

[resipiscent]

Nah, man, I wasn't going to pry. And the auto-mail for the north, is that because it's a different metal?