Ed, Eddy n Eddy One-shots

In Sworn Secrecy

Eddy's POV
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I remember how it all began with us. Ed and I were best friends, along with double d, another kid who shared our name. We've all been friends for years, but I began to start feeling something for my best friend. No, not double d, which ya would think I have, but Ed, the rock I need to keep myself sane.

After every failed scheme, he'd always be the one to comfort me and put a small smile on my face. When any of them succeeded, he boosted me up higher than I could imagine. We were so happy with each success while I was fueled with even more adrenaline.

Ed had asked me to go to a stupid dance with him. I didn't want to go, but I did it because he begged me. That's how it started. First, a dance, then when the lights were dimmed, a cute kiss, then our feelings for one another bloomed. It sent sparks to both of us that we never knew we had. I can't really describe it besides saying it was almost like magic.

That one night was enough for both of us. One night of hanging out and playing video games turned out to be a night of passion that we never knew we both needed, where we lied tangled in each other's bodies. As the days continued and the months got colder, we went on dates as we kept these endeavors to ourselves. If the wrong people knew, it could damage my - well, Ed's reputation. The kids don't like me, and I don't really care.

Then, it all fell apart. We both wanted something way different, and we tore each other apart over it. First, it was how loud and obnoxious I was and how forgetful and dumb Ed was. He wanted more love and passion from me and to finally be more open with our relationship, and I wanted to be more on the down low with all of it. We both tried fighting for our own peace and what would make us both happy.

In the end, we were both bitter and done with each other. I walked out of Ed's house, knowing I'd never have to see him again. Except in school, and when we hung out with d. Wait, double d! He'll probably choose Ed over me anyway. What a - I can't diss double d like that. He's a good dude, all things considered.

When Ed and I made eye contact, we rolled our eyes and called it done. We hated each other and would remain that way for months. I'd figured Lumpy would try to make amends with me, but it appears to me that he didn't, and he'd stand his ground for days on end.

Once we all graduated, I saw how proud dad was of me for staying in school, no matter what. Double d was glad we all graduated. This would be the last time I'd see Ed again.

Double d had tried inviting me out as Ed was always there. Even if it had to do with liquor, Ed was always seen drinking a beer. I would always tell d I had to leave since I had chores or whatever to do. D was sad, but he had understood the falling out I had with Ed oh so many moons ago.

Three Years Later

Eddy's POV
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I had gotten up for work, about three pm. I had to be there in two hours, so I sat up and got a shower, then got ready. I worked as a cook in a restaurant, one of the best in the business. Or so they say.

I arrived a half our later as we had gotten a new guy, and he was a waiter, being trained by another dude. I looked up and saw Ed, still pissed the last time I saw him. He picked me up as I glared at him. "Put. Me. Down," I growled as he did the same. "Listen here, fuck stain! I don't need any funny business from you! I'm just here long enough to save up money so my kid isn't out in the streets with some loser like you catcalling to her!"

I went from angry to confused. "Some bitch opened her legs to you?! Oh that's the funniest shit I heard in a longe time! Let me guess, May?" I laughed as he nodded. "No fucking duh, Eddy! Who else would I have made a kid with?" He barked as I continued laughing. "Go get in your station, retard!"

He did, as we began prepping everything back here. Once we were ready, the dining room filled up fast. This was gonna be a hell of a busy night. Ed came in, looking panicked as his trainer never arrived, and he was on his own. He looked way too panicked for his own good as we asked him what he needed and for what table.