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Title: #6 - Christmas Tree
Rating: PG
Warning: Fusion fic, holiday stuff
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist/Supernatural
AU: Mashup
Word Count: 832
Characters/Pairings: Roy Mustang/Edward Elric/Winry Rockbell, Kaoru Kamiya, Alphonse Elric/Mei Chang, Rian Martin
Summary: Holidays in the bunker are kinda special.

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Title: #12 - Gingerbread
Rating: PG
Warning: Fluff, crossover
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist/Supernatural
Word Count: 1129
Characters/Pairings: Roy Mustang/Edward Elric, Alphonse Elric
Summary: It's ED'S kitchen, damn it.

Author's Notes: Twelve days of Ficmas: start! (Here's to hoping I get all twelve done.)



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Title: Bottomless
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Word Count: 300

It was probably a dream, Ed realized suddenly as he lounged back in the scratchy old kitchen chair. He hadn’t felt this relaxed and calm in weeks, and he was in Roy’s kitchen. It had been almost a year and the decor was exactly the same: in turns both bachelor and terrible.

Roy was there too, his back to Ed, wearing a pair of sleeping trousers and nothing else. Ed grinned as his eyes followed the slope of Roy’s back; the way the pants wore low on his hips told him that Mustang wasn’t wearing anything with the sleep trousers, either.

Empty pizza boxes on the table from last night - Ed leaned forward and flicked up a lid, looking for an elusive leftover slice, despite the fact that he could hear the sizzle and pop of bacon on the burners. Roy was saying something, but what exactly was lost on him.

It was so peaceful, this dream. Absent the blood and the fire and the damnation, even the dreams not classified as nightmares had a razor-sharp edge of ruin and regret. It had been so long that a calming memory resurfaced in such a manner.

Ed glanced around again, and saw Winry was leaning in the doorway. She wasn’t wearing a nightie like he thought, but one of Ed’s shirts, two buttons undone to show a generous portion of her decolletage.

Likely as well this was the only piece of clothing she was wearing, and Ed smirked at the thought of two of his most favorite people to see naked both barely wearing clothes before him.

Like most pleasant things, this dream wasn’t fated to last. Even in the realm of Dream he wasn’t entirely safe from the unpleasantness of reality and at once Ed opened his eyes, awake.

Title: Decay
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Word Count: 300

The control room was ancient, still full of cobwebs and filth, abandoned coffee mugs and left-behind notepads. You had to pass through the control room to get to everywhere else, and Winry could tell by the tracks in the inches of dust that, aside from one or two cursory glances, the boys had all but ignored the room.

Which was to be expected, in these days of wireless internet the huge ancient machines were more or less useless. It did not mean that the ancient radios and older tech needed to moulder in obscurity.

“I wasn’t brought here to play maid,” Winry muttered to herself, but her curiosity had been awakened. If there was one thing she particularly liked to do, it was take things apart - and tech like this? She’d never had occasion to even LOOK at before.

Besides, the room WAS filthy, and they were tracking dirt and crap into the much more habitable parts of the batcave. (Leave it to Ed to name this place.) It couldn’t hurt to do a LITTLE cleaning - she could reward herself by taking apart what looked like to be a proto-computer that took up most of the far wall.

And that was how Ed found her, hours later, standing on a table with parts scattered all around her and a cloud of dust and dirt in the air. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked, startling her enough that she knocked a few bolts and bits down off the table.

Winry wiped her hand across her face. “Uh,” she said. “Cleaning?"

"Cleaning, right,” Ed said. He didn’t look surprised nor impressed, in fact he looked like he had just woken up. “Maybe you should get cleaned up, we’re going soon."

"Going? Going where?"

"Just get cleaned up, okay?”

Title: On the Table
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Word Count: 300

“You are so full of shit,” Winry said, as Ed rolled the car into park. “We are in the middle of nowhere. Are you two squatting in an abandoned hovel again, because I am not peeing in a bucket-"

"Jeez, Winry, relax,” Ed said. “Would I lie to you?"

"In a heartbeat."

Ed rolled his eyes and sighed. "Okay, maybe that was the wrong thing to ask, but I’m not lying to you, I swear.” He opened the door and swung his legs out, stretching as he exited the vehicle. Winry watched him suspiciously as he popped the trunk and pulled out his duffel, slinging the strap over his head. “You coming, or what?"

Truth was, Ed did not like leaving Al alone in the lair. Al had been acting stranger and stranger, and with Rian AWOL and most of their allies out of contact, he had had to reach out to someone to help keep an eye on things.

There were very few people the Elrics would trust with a secret of this magnitude - and Winry was right at the top of that list.

There were clumps of dead leaves still pushed against the insides of the stairs that led down to the heavy old iron door. Winry stood at the top of the stairs, arms crossed over her chest because despite the warm spring day, it was chilly in the shade. "You’re joking,” she said, as Ed unlocked the door.

He held the door open and bowed. “After you, princess."

"You’re not joking, you’re just fucked in the head,” Winry said, and walked through the door. “Is Al really in here?"

"Probably sleeping on his laptop in the library,” Ed said, pulling the heavy door shut behind them both and locking it. “AL! We’re home, wake up!”

Title: The Seams
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist, Supernatural
AU: Mashup/Chasing the Sun
Word Count: 300

Winry Rockbell had not quite given up hunting, not quite retired from it but she was taking a hiatus. It seemed much wiser to be further away from the Elrics, as everything that they got into seemed intent on killing everyone around them. There was a low-level guilt that buzzed in her mind over this - didn’t Ed need her, need her stability? But she had to look after herself first.

So she worked in the roadhouse; teased the hunters that came in, transmitted leads to them to track down, and occasionally tinkered on the handful of old cars they kept behind the shop. It kept her busy, and it kept her from thinking too hard on everything that was going on in the world.

That is, until the day that Ed walked through her door again.

It wasn’t the first time that she had seen him since he vanished, but it was the first time that he had dared to come alone. His hair was scruffy - longer than she remembered him keeping it, tied back in a small spiky ponytail at the base of his skull. He looked exhausted, and not in a way that simply sleep could cure.

Winry glanced around the bar - it was early afternoon, the place was empty. She sighed and put one hand on the smooth surface of the bar. “What are you doing here, Ed?"

He stood in the doorway, sunlight sneaking in behind him, collar of his light jacket turned up against his neck. "I don’t know,” he finally admitted, and his voice had that gravel edge it acquired when he hadn’t slept much. Winry felt a little trill in her gut at the memory. “I felt, I just had to come.” He sighed. “I’m sick of the way everyone’s been torn apart.”

Title: Unnatural
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Tobira no Mukou e
Word Count: 300

“Well,” Winry Rockbell said as she looked up. “Isn’t THIS a surprise.” She wiped her hands on a rag and straightened, eyeing her visitor warily.

General Mustang, oddly, did not look all that different from the last time she saw him, well over a decade prior. Of course she had seen him in the newspapers and heard him on the radio, grandiose speeches and politics - and listened while the other automail techs who worked in the valley and hung out at the same bars on their downtime debated his policies drunkenly.

He had never bothered to contact her again once Edward and Alphonse disappeared off into the sunset, and she was okay with this. Winry crossed her arms and stared at him. “To what do I owe the pleasure, General?"

"I am glad to see that you have not forgotten me, Miss Rockbell,” Mustang said, and Winry held up her left hand.

“Missus, thank you,” she said airily.

“Congratulations are in order then, I see,” Mustang murmured, rumbling in that tone of his that always used to set Edward off like dynamite. Winry pulled her other glove off and ignored the comment.

“Only about nine years tardy, but I suppose I’ll take what I can get,” she responded. “What can I do for you, General? It doesn’t appear that you’re in need of my services."

"Me, personally? No.” Mustang held himself stiff, formally. “I just thought I would prepare you, because I do have someone with me that needs your expertise."

Winry cocked an eyebrow in confusion, and Mustang stepped aside, revealing the strikingly familiar blond who was leaning, exhausted, against the door frame behind him. Winry stared at him and then sighed, running her hand up into her hair in resignation. "You have got to be KIDDING me.”

Title: I Can't Even
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Nightbreed
Word Count: 313

Winry looked Edward up and down. “I’m sure that there’s a good reason why you’re naked, and I’m really sure that I don’t want to hear what it is.” 

Edward had been stopped mid-yawn as he walked through into the kitchen. He stared at Winry, confused. “What the hell are you doing here?” 

She cocked her head, staring at him. “Ed, put on pants or something, please.” 

"Roy doesn’t care that I’m naked," Edward said defensively, scratching a hand through his hair. He half turned and yelled back in the direction of the bedroom. "Mustang! Did you give the witch a key?" He looked back at Winry and frowned. "How did you get IN here, we have wards." 

"I let her in," Rian said, shoving at Edward with a hand as he squeezed through into the kitchen. Rian hesitated, and looked at Edward. "You’re naked, Ed." 

"NO SHIT," Edward yelled. 

"What on earth is going on in here," Roy said muzzily, rubbing sleep out of his eyes. He rested his hand on Edward’s shoulder and peered at Winry. "Miss Rockbell, you’ve invaded our kitchen. Again." 

She pointed at Edward. “Tell your wolf boy-toy to put on some pants or pull on some fur, because he’s dangling in the breeze and it’s really distracting.” 

"Ed," Roy said gently, and Edward heaved a very large and disgruntled sigh. 

"Not even in my own home," Edward muttered, as he shifted. Within seconds a large golden wolf sat forlornly on the floor, his ears back and expression guarded. 

"Better?" Roy asked. Winry nodded her head, clearly satisfied. "All right, that still begs the question why we’ve been invaded when there were clearly wards put up to keep everyone else out." Roy glanced at Rian, who did not look the slightest bit repentant. Rian shrugged. 

Title: Pray For Me
Series: Fullmetal Alchemist
AU: Reverse'verse
Word Count: 306

"I can’t," Winry said, her voice exhausted. She had been sitting up late, a clean white cloth spread over the kitchen table and the innards of a client’s automail laid out before her. "I can’t do this any more, Al. I just can’t." 

Alphonse had been sitting up with her - automail was a bit beyond his ken, but it was a little too warm in the upstairs at the moment, and besides, if he set foot in the same room that Edward was in right now, no one would leave happy. 

He looked at the ceiling as Winry covered her face with both hands. She wasn’t crying this time, just exhausted, and Alphonse could relate. It was weary work, trying to heal someone who did not want to be saved, and Alphonse for the life of him could not figure out what was going on in his brother’s brain right now. 

Edward, who had not spoken a word in the two weeks since he had been home. He had not hardly eaten a bite, he barely moved, sitting up in his bed and staring silently out the window, looking for something no one else could see.   

Alphonse understood he had been hurt. Everyone had been hurt in the conflict, it was hard to lose someone you were so close to - but this living death that Edward seemed to exist in was almost worse. And nothing seemed like it would snap him out of it, not even when Alphonse had punched him. 

Winry ran her hands up to her bandanna, leaving small flecks of oil on her cheeks and forehead. She sighed deeply, and looked at Alphonse, eyes red-rimmed. “We have got to do something,” she said firmly. “He’s family.” 

"I know," Alphonse said. "I just don’t know what." 

Title: What Is and Was
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Series: Reverse'verse
Pairing: Al/Winry
Rating: T+
Word Count: 394

Summary: Daily Prompt Fic

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