Day 3 - "Hen"
Title: Mother Hen
Word Count: 423
Characters: Ed, Winry, Al
Summary: The Resembool trio gets a new feathered friend.
It was a chilly November day when Pinako took the kids out to Old Lady Nell’s farm. Winry grumped that there was no automail to look at, while Ed had to be told several times not to climb the fence, not to tease the cows, not to splash in the puddles, not to ask why the horses smelled so bad, not to—
At least Al knew how to behave.
“What are we doing here?” Al asked, looking around at the sheep that eyed them from across the fence.
“Granny said she was going to buy something,” Winry pointed over to Pinako, who was now haggling with one of Old Lady Nell’s farmhands. She seemed to be winning the argument.
“Buy what?” asked Ed, who now jumped on top of a box because he could. “If its milk again then I’m—”
“I don’t think so,” Al pointed as Pinako came back towards them carrying some sort of cage. “You think it’s alive?”
“Come on, kids,” said Pinako, ushering them all back. “Ed, stop jumping on the box and come on. Don’t jump on the cart either. Now get over here before I make you.”
That glare in her eyes made Ed jump off the cart and follow her without question.
When they got back to the house, they all saw what it was Pinako had bought—it was a chicken. “You think she wants it for the eggs?” Winry asked, as they let it loose in the yard.
“Is it a girl?” Ed stepped toward it. “Lemme check—ow!” The second he grabbed the tail feathers, it bit him and gave an angry squak! “Stupid bird!”
“Don’t be mean, brother,” said Al, stepping close and lightly petting the chicken on the head with a finger. “You gotta be gentle. See, it’s nice.”
Ed glared at the chicken. The chicken glared back. “It doesn’t deserve gentle.”
“You’d better get used to it,” Winry said in a huff. “We might be keeping it. Besides, its kind of cute.”
Ed glanced at that smile on her face as she sat next to Al and admired it. Rolling his eyes, he muttered, “Stupid bird.”
The next day, the chicken wasn’t in the yard. They couldn’t find out what happened to it—(“Did it run away?” “I hope so!” “Ed!”) until later that night.
“Here,” Pinako said, putting a plate of roast chicken on the table. “Dinner.”
Both Al and Winry exchanged horrified looks.
“All right!” Ed put on huge grin and dove in.
Day 2 - Lovebirds
Day 1 - Even the Bird Hates It