Winry The Yandere
“Brother, wake up.” I heard Alphonse calling me. I opened my eyes. Al was staring at me.
"Good morning, Ed." He said, leaning over my head. I looked up at him.
"Hi, Al." I greeted him and rubbed my eyes. What time is it? I pulled out my pocket watch and opened it. It was seven in the morning. Huh. "Weren't we supposed to be in Resembool by six?" I asked Alphonse.
"Yeah. The train was delayed. Something was going on in the Dublith station. I don't know." He said.
"Oh." I squinted. The sun was getting in my eyes.
"Alex is still asleep." Alphonse moved so he wasn't towering over me anymore.
I blinked. My idiotic self had forgotten about my new friend. So I rolled over and looked at her. True to Al's word, she was still fast asleep, facing me. The sun danced on her face and seemed to form a halo around her short, golden hair. I smiled.
"She's pretty, huh?" Alphonse asked me.
I blushed. "Why the heck are you asking me?" I asked. "You're fourteen. Make your judgments." I don't know what the purpose of his question was, but I didn't want to say anything that I would regret.
"I wasn't going to base my opinion off of yours! I just wanted to see how you felt about her!" Alphonse said.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Yes. She's pretty." I admitted, looking out the window. The train rolled into the Resembool station and slowed to a stop.
"I guess someone should wake up Alex." Al said, looking at her.
I sighed. I really didn't want to disrupt her sleep, considering she made it sound like she hadn't really gotten any sleep the previous night. "You wake her up." I said, looking at her.
"No, you do it. I think she'll be happier if you wake her up." Alphonse turned to look at Alex.
"Now, why would you think that?" I asked him, trying to hide the smile that was forming on my face.
"You know why, Ed. She likes you." Alphonse said to me.
I blushed. "Oh, come on, Al. You don't know that for sure." I told him, looking at the ground.
"You're right. But there's a high chance she does." Al turned to face me.
"But she's tired." I said, looking at him.
"Oh, for crying out loud, Ed! Just wake Alex up!" Alphonse picked up my suitcase and set it on his lap.
I sighed. "Fine." I looked at Alex, unsure of what to do next. I knelt down next to her seat and looked at Al.
"Just touch her." He said. "Gently."
I nodded and gingerly put my finger on her shoulder. She didn't move.
"Use your whole hand, Ed! You're fifteen! You should know how to wake someone up." Alphonse put his head in his hands.
I frowned and gently put my hand on her shoulder. "We're here, Alex." I said quietly.
She rolled over, putting her back to me. "Five more minutes." The girl swatted my hand away. So I sat down next to Al.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"She said five more minutes." I pulled out my pocket watch.
"Edward Elric! Stop being such a baby! What happened to you?" Alphonse sounded exasperated.
"Alex happened to me! And that's not a bad thing!" I said, annoyed. I didn't feel like making her do anything that she didn't want to do.
Al pushed me next to Alex. "Wake her up!"
I bit my lip. Fine. "Come on, Alex, wake up." I put my hand on her shoulder again.
She rolled over. "What the..." Alex opened her eyes and looked at me. "Oh." She sat up. "Sorry."
I laughed. "No, it's fine."
Alex stood up and grabbed her suitcase and backpack. "Resembool. We're here." She looked out the window.
"You want me to carry that for you, Alex?" Alphonse asked her.
"Are you sure? You don't have to." She looked at him.
"Yeah. It's fine. Here." Al took her suitcase and put it on top of mine.
"Thanks. So, what hotel are we staying at?" Alex turned to look at me.
I started sweating. "Um... There's been a change of plans. The hotel closed, so we're gonna stay at Winry's house. You know, the girl we talked about yesterday?"
Alex nodded. "Oh, her. Yeah. I'm fine with that." She said.
I breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. I just have to call her."
Alex nodded and we started to walk off of the train. When we were outside, she pointed to a payphone. "There."
We walked towards it. I pulled a couple of coins out of my pocket and put them in the machine. After dialing Winry's number, I held the phone up to my ear.
"Hello?" Winry answered.
"Hey, Winry. It's me, Ed. We're going to be stopping by your house." I told her.
She paused for a minute. "You haven't broken anything, have you?"
"No! We're just visiting!"
"Well then. I'll have a pie ready for you. See you in a while." She said.
"Wait. We have someone with us." I looked at Alex. She smiled weakly and waved at me.
"Oh, really? Who?" Winry asked.
I paused. "Um... There's this girl named Alex we met at the Rush Valley train station. She's been traveling with us." I played with the phone cord.
Winry was silent for a minute. "Uh huh. Well, that's fine. I'll be out front. See you soon." She said. I heard a click and realized that she had hung up.
"Bye..." I said, looking at Alex again.
"Is she alright with me staying?" She asked as I hung up the phone.
"Yeah. It's fine." I wasn't really sure how Winry was feeling about this, but I didn't want to make Alex feel bad.
"Oh. Good." She said.
Alphonse picked up the suitcases that he had set down. "Well, we'd better go. Come on, guys." He started walking away slowly. Alex and I followed him.
"I think you'll like Winry. She's a great friend." I told Alex.
"Yeah. She sounds nice." She said as we caught up to Al.
Alex walked in silence for the rest of the way to Winry's house. I didn't really try to talk to her. I could tell that she didn't want to have a conversation. But when we saw her house, I pointed at it. "That's where she lives." I said.
Alex nodded and we continued to approach it.
"Look, guys! Winry's there! She's..." Alphonse was interrupted by a flying wrench. It connected with Alex's head and knocked her over. A blue wisp appeared and started to fly away. Al grabbed it and gently put it back into her body.
“Please go back where you belong, Alex’s soul.”
I ran over to her. Alphonse looked at me. "She's unconscious." He said. That much was true. The girl had a huge bump on her head and was out cold. Alphonse dropped the suitcases that he was carrying and picked her up. I turned around and faced the wrench-throwing Rockbell, who was still by the house. "WHAT THE HECK, WINRY?!?" I shouted at her.
She ran over to us. "What?" She asked innocently.
"Dang it, Winry! You can't just throw a wrench at a girl you've never met!" I said, picking up Alex's suitcase.
"She was trespassing." She replied simply. "She's not supposed to be here."
"Not supposed to be here, my butt! We talked about this! That's Alex." I looked at Alphonse, who was poking Alex on the shoulder.
"Wake up, Alex. Please wake up." He said repeatedly.
"Oh yeah. Her. I forgot." Winry looked down at Alex's limp body briefly, then turned and started walking towards her house.
"Is she going to be all right?" Alphonse asked me.
"I don't know! I hope so." I told him, picking up Alex's and my suitcases. We followed Winry into the house.
"Where do I put Alex?" Al wondered.
Winry motioned to the sofa. "On here, I guess." She said. He laid Alex down gently and put a blanket over her. I set the suitcases down on the table.
"Why'd you pick her up?" Winry asked us.
I glared at her. "I don't know. Why'd you throw a wrench at her?" I asked angrily.
"Calm down, brother. I'm sure it was just an accident. She was probably trying to hit you." Alphonse told me.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Winry cut me off.
"No, I was aiming for her." She took out her wrench and wiped the blood off of it with a rag.
I sat down next to Alex. "Why?"
"I didn't recognize her. I forgot that you were bringing a friend." She said.
Al looked at her. "Can I have a towel or something? She's bleeding."
I turned to Alex. There was a bit of blood dripping down her forehead. The wound wasn't enough for stitches, granted, but it was still a nasty cut.
"Sure." Winry handed Alphonse her rag and walked off. "I'm getting the pie."
"While you're at it, can you grab some ice and bandages too?" I called.
I turned my focus back on Alex. She was still knocked out.
“Hopefully she doesn’t have a concussion.” I said.
“There’s a high possibility that she does.” Al told me, wiping the blood off of Alex’s forehead.
“But I don’t get concussions when she hits me!”
“I think that your head has grown use to Winry’s wrench.”
I nodded. That would make sense. I’d been hit by Winry’s wrench more times than I could count.
“Here.” Winry was back with the pie, ice, and bandages.
“Thanks.” Al and I spoke in unison. He grabbed the ice while I took the bandages. After stuffing a piece of Winry’s pie in my mouth, I cleaned the remainder of the blood off of Alex’s forehead and taped a bandage over her gash.
“Hey, Ed… While you’re here, do you mind if I give your automail a quick check up? I just want to see if everything’s operational.” Winry said.
I nodded. “Sure. That pie is super tasty, by the way.” I told her.
She smiled. “Thank you. All right, follow me.” She walked away. I looked at Alphonse. When he nodded and returned to holding the ice on Alex’s forehead, I took that as a sign to go. I followed Winry down the hall.