Zampano is already up to get him a glass of water to chase away the burn. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™Oh, we should have warned ya, huh-Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™ Heinkel stammers. Ed coughs into the side of his curled fist, his shoulders shaking. HeР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћs not as careful slamming his cup down as he should be either, but heР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћs glad it doesnР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt shatter against the table. It burns as it goes down his throat, and not expecting that he gags. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™Shut it, hag,Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ he shoots back instead, taking a swig from his glass. He canР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt argue when she glares at him like that, but damn does he want to. I donР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt want to have to hold your hair back while youР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћre sick,Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ She deadpans most of it, giving Ed a pointed look that almost makes him spit his drink.

Besides, knowing you, youР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћd pour too much and then force yourself to finish it. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™YouР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћve never drank before, youР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћre a lightweight. Pinacco pours him a small amount which makes him snort a laugh. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™Cheers,Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ he says, and walks over to the table to take a seat with them. Pinacco smirks and raises her glass as well, and Ed does the same. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™To Granny!Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ Heinkel cheers, also raising his glass. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™To Granny, for having the basic human decency to share!Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ They keep the good stuff for the higher-ups, those selfish dogs!Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ Zampano snorts, and raises his glass in a toast. Р Р†Р вЂљРЎС™Damn, you donР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt get anything this good from the military!Р Р†Р вЂљРЎСљ Heinkel sighs appreciatively, his features lax as he leans back in his chair. EdР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћs glad to see them so happy, itР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћs the least stressed heР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћs seen them and Pinacco in weeks and it lifts his spirits. He returns to the room to see that theyР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћve already opened the whiskey and are going to town on it, Heinkel and Zampano singing their praises for the best alcohol theyР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћve ever had. It deflates his ego and pisses him off that he has to stand on the tips of his toes to get it, but they donР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt see so they donР Р†Р вЂљРІвЂћСћt know. He opens the cupboard, remembering where she stored her glasses from finding them once when he was little, and reaches to get it. Maybe if he takes long enough they'll get impatient and pour it themselves. 'Thanks, granny,' Ed snorts, and walks to the kitchen. 'I didn't know you'd be joining us, Ed,' she says appreciatively. They place the bottles on the table, greeting Pinacco when she comes back from the kitchen with glasses and a bottle opener. 'But that's all the more reason to drink it, isn't it?' Zampano chortles, and the Heinkel responds with 'you're right,' as they both start to laugh. 'I think it may be a little over-aged, actually,' he responds, looking at the bottle. Heinkel is also holding a bottle of whiskey, golden as pure honey when the light catches it just right as they pass into the kitchen. 'So how aged is that anyway?' Ed asks, looking at the whiskey and port in Zampano's hands. 'Dunno if she will,' Heinkel laughs, earning a shallow punch to the arm when he gets close to the blonde. 'I'm underage,' Ed snorts in response, 'But yeah. He holds up one of the bottles, 'Granny said we could bust out a bottle or two. They're laughing over it, grabbing two more before they're alerted to Ed's presence and turn to face him. The chimeras are standing over a crate in the back of the room, one holding up an antique bottle of presumably alcohol. Ed hears the clinking of glass, and he opens the door slightly to peek in.

'How old was she when she bought this, like seven?! This must be great!' Heinkel exclaims. 'Oh, wow, she wasn't kidding when she said she had the old stuff,' Zampano says, awed. Listening before going in, he hears the older members of his group talking. When he gets down, he passes by the open door to the workshop- that's unusual. He misses Winry, and Al, and Ling, and even that damned Colonel and the want to be with one of them is starting to overflow in his gut. For once, he makes the rare trek from her room to downstairs, and it isn't even mealtime yet. He never sleeps in her bed or looks through her clothes to borrow a jacket or shirt, but sometimes he sleeps on the floor of her room when missing her and Al and the constant worry for them both becomes too much. He feels awkward about holing up in Winry's room at first, but she's always been a comfort to him and having her familiar scent and warmth surrounding him puts him at ease. Pinacco's usually working or chatting with Heinkel and Zampano, and Greed is always off doing fuck knows what so he's usually left alone. 0&((window.The house always seems too quiet to Ed.

Crack open a cold one with the booys