Title: Drabble: The Red Rose Is a Falcon
Fandom: FMA (manga version)
Character(s): Winry, Ed
Pairing: Ed/Winry.
Rating: G
Word Count: 200 (I needed a double-length drabble for this one)
Warnings: None. Implicitly post-series, but only the obvious assumptions made.
A/N: The title, in case anyone's interested, comes from a sentimental poem by John Boyle O'Reilly, "The White Rose." Crossposted from
nebroadwe to Höllenbeck (i.e.
hagaren_manga,
fm_alchemist,
fullservicefma,
fma_het,
fma_writers,
fma_fiction,
winrylovers and
ed_winry).
Dedication: For
lyricnonsense, who asked for an Ed/Winry 'fic in which Winry wears a slinky red dress. Happy to oblige. :-)
Winry knows she can't attend the Führer's wedding in a mail-order frock, but as she vainly tries to hitch the red silk bodice a little higher on her cleavage, she regrets ever having taken Garfiel's advice at the dressmaker's. She should've insisted on sleeves -- or straps, or something (anything!) approaching a neckline. The flutter of gauze draped across her shoulders doesn't deserve the name "wrap," either. She doesn't feel wrapped; she feels naked and ungainly, trussed up like a plucked chicken ready for the oven. How does any woman walk in a skirt this ... this straight? Her slippers have no purchase on the floorboards; she's going to trip on her way downstairs and die of a broken neck, which at least will save her from the gallows for murdering Ed when he laughs at her ...
But as she minces gingerly across the foyer to meet him, he doesn't laugh. He doesn't even blink, but the flush on his cheeks matches her dress perfectly. Winry lifts her head and lets the wrap slither down to hang from her elbows, realizing why everyone but she thought so abbreviated a top suitable for early spring. Clearly, red silk generates its own heat.
[Disclaimers: Fullmetal Alchemist (Hagane no Renkinjutsushi) was created by Arakawa Hiromu and is serialized monthly in Shonen Gangan (Square Enix). Copyright for this property is held by Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix. All rights reserved.]
Fandom: FMA (manga version)
Character(s): Winry, Ed
Pairing: Ed/Winry.
Rating: G
Word Count: 200 (I needed a double-length drabble for this one)
Warnings: None. Implicitly post-series, but only the obvious assumptions made.
A/N: The title, in case anyone's interested, comes from a sentimental poem by John Boyle O'Reilly, "The White Rose." Crossposted from
Dedication: For
Winry knows she can't attend the Führer's wedding in a mail-order frock, but as she vainly tries to hitch the red silk bodice a little higher on her cleavage, she regrets ever having taken Garfiel's advice at the dressmaker's. She should've insisted on sleeves -- or straps, or something (anything!) approaching a neckline. The flutter of gauze draped across her shoulders doesn't deserve the name "wrap," either. She doesn't feel wrapped; she feels naked and ungainly, trussed up like a plucked chicken ready for the oven. How does any woman walk in a skirt this ... this straight? Her slippers have no purchase on the floorboards; she's going to trip on her way downstairs and die of a broken neck, which at least will save her from the gallows for murdering Ed when he laughs at her ...
But as she minces gingerly across the foyer to meet him, he doesn't laugh. He doesn't even blink, but the flush on his cheeks matches her dress perfectly. Winry lifts her head and lets the wrap slither down to hang from her elbows, realizing why everyone but she thought so abbreviated a top suitable for early spring. Clearly, red silk generates its own heat.
[Disclaimers: Fullmetal Alchemist (Hagane no Renkinjutsushi) was created by Arakawa Hiromu and is serialized monthly in Shonen Gangan (Square Enix). Copyright for this property is held by Arakawa Hiromu and Square Enix. All rights reserved.]
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Date: 2007-04-09 08:08 pm (UTC)