𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 🎸

𝐄.𝐌. 𝐍𝐨𝟒

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𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
𝐚𝐧𝐝
𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐦𝐬

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I KNOCKED ON THE DOOR OF EDDIE'S TRAILER.

His uncle opened it and greeted me with a heartwarming smile.

"Hello Alexia." He hugged me. "Come in!" He said, closing the door behind me. "How are you?"

"I'm just fine Mr Munson, how are you?" I asked back.

"I'm good, I'm good." He put his hands in his back pockets. "Eddie will be out in a minute, he said he was going to take a quick shower. He was smelling like a pig."

"It's okay." I laughed. "I brought these, by the way." I said, forwarding my hand which held onto a plastic bag full of chips and a six-pack of Dr Pepper's, knowing how much Wayne likes them.

"Oh, you didn't have to." He said, looking at me with a tight-lipped smile. "You know I hate it when you bring food."

"I know. But I'm not going to stop." I smiled, as he took the bag and headed to the kitchen.

"That's the problem." He smiled back, putting everything in their appropriate places.

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After a couple of minutes, I was looking at the pictures Wayne had of him and Eddie and some of Eddie as a child.

"He looks so cute in that one, doesn't he?" He said, as he sat down on the couch with a mug of coffee in hand, pointing at a picture of a young Eddie sitting on a grass garden playing with the water coming out of a hose.

"Yeah he does." I said, smiling as I looked at the laughing mess Eddie was in that picture.

"Oh, I have an idea!" Mr Munson said, standing up all of a sudden. "Wait here." He instructed as he walked towards his room.

After a minute or two he came back, holding a big, dusted book.

"I have this album, full of Eddie's childhood photos. Wanna see?"

"Yes, of course!" I said excitedly, as we sat next to eachother on the couch.

We started going through the photos of Eddie's childhood, from his baby years to his very recent adolescent ones.

There was a photo where Eddie was entangled in his bedsheets, laughing at the mess he had made.

In another one, they tried to give him a bath, as he screamed and had already soaked everyone from the fighting around.

"Since that age he didn't like bathing." His uncle said, in-between laughs.

Wayne explained every memory, setting the backstory to the image as we were both wiping tears off our cheeks, clutching our stomachs from the too much laughter.

"What's going on here?" Eddie asked, coming into the living room with a towel around his waist, hair dripping wet.

"I'm showing Alexia your photo album. And put something on, for god's sake. Alexia's here." His uncle replied, motioning towards me.

"Yeah like she hasn't seen any of these before." He said, winking at me with his usual smirk. "And anyway, what photo album?" He asked coming closer.

"Careful not to drip on the photos." I said, as he leaned over the album.

"Jesus Christ! What are you showing her!?" He yelled grabbing the album and closing it.

"Careful it's fragile." His uncle called. "And what do you mean, what am I showing her? That's you but younger. If she already has seen all of these before-" He pointed towards his naked torso, quoting him from before. "Then there's no problem in me showing her these."

"Yes there is! There's a big problem!" He said, taking the album further away. "There are sensitive information in there! Memories I'm not proud of! You know what that's called? That's called invasion of privacy!" He continued.

"Eddie, seriously?" I asked, as both me and Wayne looked at him incredulously.

"Yes very much so. There's something called consent, ever heard of it?" He asked.

"Eddie come on now." His uncle said, standing up.

"No!" He yelled, running towards his room, the album still in his hands.

"I'll go get it." I said, as I walked towards his room, only to find him, holding a pillow as a shield while he's under the covers, looking at me through a small hole between the pillow and the blanket. "Eddie what are you doing?" I asked, placing my hands on my waist, trying to hold back my laugher.

"It's called self preservation." He said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Baby, why? It's me he's showing the photos to. Don't you trust me?" I asked, pouting.

"No! Not after that!" He yelled. "I wasn't expecting this from you. Traitor."

I gasped dramatically, holding my chest at my heart's part.

"No! Please! Let me explain!" I cried out, falling to my knees.

"No! You betrayed me." He said.

"No, please."

"You're officially exiled from Eddie the Great's kingdom!" He announced.

"No!" I screamed. "Please, Eddie the Great, show some mercy!"

"No mercy for traitors like yourself."

I then stood up, sniffled and was about to walk through the door, before he shot up and grabbed me, throwing me over his shoulder.

"Let me escort you out." He said, in a deep voice.

I started laughing as he made sure to tickle my sides on the way to the living room.

"Stop! Eddie, stop!" I said in-between laughs.

"Not a chance. This is the price you have to pay." He threw me on the couch, and started tickling me harder.

"They're totally made for eachother." Eddie's uncle said, shaking his head as he watched us from the kitchen.

Safe to say I never saw the rest of the album.

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A/N: Heyyy!
So I had this idea and I thought of writing it.
I hope you like it!
-A