Gotta Expect The UnexpectED

CHAPTER 1

"Ah fuck!"

"Language, Eddy."

"Shut up."

"I am only restricting you because of the consequences that will not only affect you but for me too. No vulgar talk in my house while my parents are home."

Eddy stayed silent. He slumped down on the kitchen chair he was sitting on, watching Double D finish the dishes.

Ever since Double D was getting closer to graduating, his parents have been spending more time with him, hoping that he would graduate.

It wasn't the fact that he wasn't smart enough, just he needed the consideration that his parents did care about him, so he wouldn't just give up.

It was working immensely, as all three of the Eds realized this after about two weeks.

Eddy looked down at what made him curse in the first place.

There was a safety pin to hold his zipper up on his pants since the zipper always wanted to stay down.

However, it was open, meaning a sharp needle was just out in the open to stab.

Eddy tried to close it, moving around in the process.

His hands were too big to be precise, so he was having some difficulties.

Double D turned around slowly, wondering what the random shimmy noises were.

"Goodness! Eddy, what on earth are you doing?" Edd exclaimed.

He of course could only see the top half of him, due to the kitchen table being in the way.

And just seeing Eddy fidgeting around, staring at his crotch with concentration...

Eddy looked up, humming in question.

Edd seemed to look horrified, staring at him.

"What? I can't get this... dumb safety pin to close. It keeps poking me."

Double D sighed.

"Do you need help?"

Eddy's eyes widened, his face going numb.

"Hell no! You ain't going anywhere near my crotch!"

Double D leaned back in surprise.

He looked at him with a slightly annoyed face.

"You couldn't have said that any louder, couldn't you? Just give me the pin, I'll close it."

"...I can't."

Double D tilted his head before sighing.

"Hang on, let me dry my hands."

Eddy started to panic.

"Dude, it's fine."

"No, no. I don't want you to keep getting poked, it's annoying, I know."

He put the towel down, coming around the table.

Eddy leaned away, "Dude!"

"Let me have the pin, where is it?"

"Double D! I told you I can't give it to you!"

"What do you mean- oh..."

Eddy used his hands to cover up his crotch since Double D was staring right at it.

"...It's attached to you. I now understand the crotch statements..."

Double D looked away quickly, searching the kitchen awkwardly instead.