Work Text:
Kain wanted to do something special for Ed to lift his spirits. Ed had felt down ever since Al and Winry had run off to Rush Valley. Knowing that he and Ed could not follow without going AWOL.
He decided that he would bake him a pie, an apple pie. He called Gracia and got her recipe just for this occasion. He decided that instead of buying apples he would pick some fresh from the trees. He had made it to the top of the tree when the clouds opened and the rain poured down on him. He was quickly soaked to the bone, but kept to his task of placing the firm shiny apples in the metal bucket he had drug up with him.
He no time to worry over things like apples and pie while the cold fingers of death pulled him towards the great beyond.