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invoking_uraniaTitle: After-Dinner Conversation
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: PG
Genre: Comedy
Words: 544
Notes/Warnings: Winry/Sheska. Written for the prompt "'Well, that wasn't supposed to happen'" for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fma_fic_contest. Also, I wrote this last year and forgot to post it here.
Summary: Winry finally tells Pinako about her relationship, and Pinkao's reaction is unexpected
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist copyright Hiromu Arakawa/Studio BONES and this derivative work was created without permission.
"Granny, I have something to tell you." Winry had waited until she was settled in, and they were finishing up dinner before bringing up the subject. She had almost put it off until tomorrow, since Granny had mentioned that her joints were acting up, and she wanted to go to bed early. But if Winry put it off until tomorrow, she'd keep putting it off, and eventually she'd go back to Rush Valley with it unsaid.
Granny had lit her pipe and the sharp smell of burning tobacco colored the cinnamon-and-apples smell of dessert, and the softer smell of tea. The scent of tobacco and machine oil were familiar scents to Winry, scents that signified safety and home. "What is it?" Granny said as her hands put her matches and the tobacco pouch away without any conscious thought.
"Well, you remember Sheska?" Winry looked down, absently using her fork to break up her slice of pie into tiny bits. "She and I are... um, involved. We're lovers." She blurt out the last bit before Granny could ask what 'involved' meant. Winry had brought up Sheska in her letters before, but only as her friend in Central who Granny had met once. This was a revelation she wanted to give in person.
Winry was nervous, not the least because of all the stories she had heard from women she had met in Central and Rush Valley, women 'like her', who had tried to tell their parents. A lot of them had told Winry not to bother -- it would end in tears and shouting and quiet disappointment. But... she and Granny had been so close, even before her parents had died. She couldn't imagine not telling her about her first love, even if her first love was a woman.
Granny took a puff on her pipe. "I thought so."
Winry dropped her fork. "What? You did?"
"I remember when Urey met your mother. Even from his letters, I could tell she was 'the one'. You wrote the same way about that young lady, it wasn't a hard jump to make."
"But..." Winry said. She had pictured a number of conversations, but none going at all like this. "But we're both women."
"Kids these days act like they're the first ones to invent sex," Pinako said. "Things like that still happened when I was your age. Might even have been easier, before the military decided to get up in everyone's business. Hopefully, things will go back to the way things were for you, dear."
Winry picked up her fork again. "Well, that wasn't supposed to happen!" she said. It was a relief, though. "Granny, will you come with me back to Central to help us talk to Sheska's family? I'm worried they won't be like you. I know your health-"
Granny snorted. "The moment my health stops me from helping my granddaughter, they can put me to bed with a shovel. Just let me know when you are planning to make the trip, and I'll be there."
Winry couldn't help it, then. She got up and hugged her grandmother.
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Rating: PG
Genre: Comedy
Words: 544
Notes/Warnings: Winry/Sheska. Written for the prompt "'Well, that wasn't supposed to happen'" for
fma_fic_contest. Also, I wrote this last year and forgot to post it here. Summary: Winry finally tells Pinako about her relationship, and Pinkao's reaction is unexpected
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist copyright Hiromu Arakawa/Studio BONES and this derivative work was created without permission.
"Granny, I have something to tell you." Winry had waited until she was settled in, and they were finishing up dinner before bringing up the subject. She had almost put it off until tomorrow, since Granny had mentioned that her joints were acting up, and she wanted to go to bed early. But if Winry put it off until tomorrow, she'd keep putting it off, and eventually she'd go back to Rush Valley with it unsaid.
Granny had lit her pipe and the sharp smell of burning tobacco colored the cinnamon-and-apples smell of dessert, and the softer smell of tea. The scent of tobacco and machine oil were familiar scents to Winry, scents that signified safety and home. "What is it?" Granny said as her hands put her matches and the tobacco pouch away without any conscious thought.
"Well, you remember Sheska?" Winry looked down, absently using her fork to break up her slice of pie into tiny bits. "She and I are... um, involved. We're lovers." She blurt out the last bit before Granny could ask what 'involved' meant. Winry had brought up Sheska in her letters before, but only as her friend in Central who Granny had met once. This was a revelation she wanted to give in person.
Winry was nervous, not the least because of all the stories she had heard from women she had met in Central and Rush Valley, women 'like her', who had tried to tell their parents. A lot of them had told Winry not to bother -- it would end in tears and shouting and quiet disappointment. But... she and Granny had been so close, even before her parents had died. She couldn't imagine not telling her about her first love, even if her first love was a woman.
Granny took a puff on her pipe. "I thought so."
Winry dropped her fork. "What? You did?"
"I remember when Urey met your mother. Even from his letters, I could tell she was 'the one'. You wrote the same way about that young lady, it wasn't a hard jump to make."
"But..." Winry said. She had pictured a number of conversations, but none going at all like this. "But we're both women."
"Kids these days act like they're the first ones to invent sex," Pinako said. "Things like that still happened when I was your age. Might even have been easier, before the military decided to get up in everyone's business. Hopefully, things will go back to the way things were for you, dear."
Winry picked up her fork again. "Well, that wasn't supposed to happen!" she said. It was a relief, though. "Granny, will you come with me back to Central to help us talk to Sheska's family? I'm worried they won't be like you. I know your health-"
Granny snorted. "The moment my health stops me from helping my granddaughter, they can put me to bed with a shovel. Just let me know when you are planning to make the trip, and I'll be there."
Winry couldn't help it, then. She got up and hugged her grandmother.