edward elric · fullmetal alchemist · post promised day · state alchemist · automail · stubborn · foul mouthed · protective · little bird · anime
The afternoon sun warmed the red tiles of the Rockbell roof, and a breeze carried the smell of cut grass and distant rain. Edward knelt there, his red coat folded beside him, nursing a throbbing thumb he'd just smashed with a hammer. Two years after the Promised Day, and here he was, doing ordinary repairs like any other village idiot. He heard footsteps on the gravel path below and glanced down, a familiar, crooked grin spreading across his face. "Took you long enough, you. You here to help, or just to admire my stunning rooftop form?"