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experimentalfma · 11 years
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∞ , ♬
∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.
Alfons loves having scientific conversations about anything mechanical with Winry. When she showed him auotmail for the first time, he was completely fascinated and asked her endless questions, finding her skills extremely impressive.
 ♬: Would you care to dance? My muse has to dance with yours.
         Alfons had never danced before in his life, yet here he was, holding a slightly trembling hand out to Winry in an invitation to do just that. “Hey, uh, Winry?” He blushed a little, but managed a genuine smile. “Would you like to dance with me?” He’d be willing to push his social awkwardness aside for now. If she accepted, maybe it would even be fun.
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I want to do the dirtiest things to you. {pass this on to the next 10 blogs in your dash to see their reaction.}
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experimentalfma · 11 years
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Lost
Alfons looked around the field with a frown. He couldn't deny it anymore; he was completely lost. The last thing that he remembered before waking up surrounded by the seemingly endless waves of grass and sheep was sending his roommate home and feeling a  heavy thud in his chest before darkness took him. 
He pushed past a few more sheep and continued walking. After what felt like an eternity, he finally saw a small, wooden fence in the distance. If there were a fence, there must be someone nearby. He picked up his pace, relieved to see that his prediction had been at least partially correct. On the other side of the fence, a dirt road snaked its way toward a distant town. It didn't look very populated from here, but at least he'd be able to find someone to tell him where he was.
Alfons eased himself over the fence and began working his way down the path. It only took a few minutes before he  saw the figure of a girl walking the same path in his direction. He smiled at what was surely the first hint of good luck, and raised his arms so she would notice him when he called out to her. "Hey, hey! Excuse me, miss! Can I ask you something?"
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