Big Picture Show

On The Road

The Eds were lucky they left the desert as soon as they got there because Rolf hunted down the spot they were in in a matter of an hour.

Wilfred traveled along, carrying the heavy belongings and Rolf.

Rolf eventually got down and the pig watched his master throw a pitch fork around in the air.

He never understood Rolf. There were times when he was generous or just plain crazy. His master snapped at him all because he was hungry. He saw Rolf eat no matter then a few minutes ago, so what was he complaining about?

Wilfred gave Rolf a taste of his own medicine and pushed Rolf into the wrecked car.

Rolf ended his cursing upon noticing a label on the car.

'Out of Order', it read.

Evidence.

Rolf pulled his pig forward and waved the label in front of Wilfred's nose. "We'll have the Ed-boys on a spit by nightfall!"

Revenge would soon by his.


Meanwhile, the three boys walked through a meadow. They were calmer from the escapade after that morning.

"Can your brother send me brain waves too, Eddy?" Ed asked happily frolicking through the grass.

"If only you had a brain, Ed." Eddy retorted.

"C'mon, Eddy, have a heart!" Ed really wanted to communicate with Eddy's brother. He wanted to know what he was going wrong as an older brother. Sarah hated everything he did. He didn't want to have the feeling of worthlessness float over his head the rest of his life.

Edd lagged behind, "Courage, courage, Eddward." he told himself. He felt so paranoid that they were being followed. What if their parents were back in the cul-de-sac right now? There was so much they had to explain. They caused so much destruction over the years that one neighbor had to move out. He later found out it was because they felt unsafe.

Unsafe? Were they referring to his invention? Edd had been pondering that all summer. He was starting to think it wasn't true until the latest scam failure this morning.

He'd been thinking about what happened in his elementary school a lot now a days. He couldn't tell if it was a sign if he needed to talk about it or not.

Edd came out from his thoughts when he noticed a sign.

"'Private Property?'" Edd gasped. He looked ahead to see Ed and Eddy already walking through the land. "Um, fellows?"

There was no getting them to come back. It was always useless.

Edd took a deep breath. It was time he needed to take a step off the deep end. Slowly he crossed the entrance. Nothing happened. He quickly shut the gate and ran after his friends.

"Wait, stop! We're trespassing!"

"Trespass, schmespass. It's a shortcut." Eddy said.

Ed feel into the grass. His heart exploded with pure joy when he saw that the field was home to hundreds of cows. "Looks, guys! Moo-moos there! Moo-moos everywhere!"

"My bro's got a billion cows. A regular stampede of 'em." Eddy said.

Yes, he knew that was a lie, but who would want to know what his brother really did to cows.

"Your brothers got moo-moos, Eddy?" Ed asked trailing along a group of flies.

Edd finally caught up to the both of them. "Haven't we poked a prodded fate enough for one day, Eddy? I'm frightened." he said on the bridge of jumping out of his skin.

"Poor little 'ol, sockhead. You're so neeve."

"I think you mean naive, Eddy."

"That too." Eddy laughed walking ahead of his friends. "My big bro would never let anything happen to me, and I'll tell you what, I'll put in a good word for you two."

"Thank you, Eddy. Your brother certainly is a king, upstanding and generous human being." Edd said to Eddy.

Eddy's heart fell inside him. If only he were any of those things. It didn't even seem like he was a human being because of all the illegal things he did. But, there were times when he was generous. Giving him advice, passing down scams, and there was that night he wished him luck when he had to leave.

Maybe some of what Edd said would be true.

"What's our estimated time of arrival to your brothers sanctuary, Eddy?" Edd asked.

"Beats me. I don't know where he lives."

Edd stopped dead in his tracks letting that statement settle into his brain.

"Pardon? Are you saying all this time you've been leading us to nowhere?!" Edd said trying to make Eddy look him in the eyes.

"Nope. I'm taking you to my bro's house, smart guy. You just have to figure out where he lives."

Edd grasped his head, feeling his rage boil inside him. Was Eddy being serious? What person wouldn't know where there idolized sibling lived? It was really beyond Edd how long he has stayed friends with Eddy. No, he wasn't going to think about those thoughts. He almost drifted them apart last year. He just had to take a breath and approach this conversation in the most patient way possible.

"The hills are alive, Eddy!" Ed exclaimed diving throughout the grassy lands.

"Yeah, with the sounds of an idiot." Eddy joked.

Eddy bashed into Edd who somehow ended up in front of them. Yup, he meant business. "Hold it right there, we're not taking one more step until we deduce the whereabouts of your brother, Eddy!"

Eddy had to think of something. At this rate it could take weeks to locate where his brother actually was. He had no idea if he still lived in this state.

Eddy wore that smug smile and leaned way too close into Edd. "Forget to pay the brain bill?"

"But, Eddy, your brother's always been somewhat of an enigma! I've got nothing to go on."

Before he could blink, Eddy ran through Edd's legs. Edd's face grew hot. Did Eddy have any idea what personal space meant?

"Better hurry up, big bro's awaitin'!" I'm so good, Eddy thought to himself.

Ed leaped over Edd to take hold of Eddy's foot. "Do you think I could get your brother's autograph?"

Eddy took out his wallet and slipped a postcard out. On the backside read, 'Mondo-a-Go-Go', whatever that was.

Ed's eyes grew wide. An autograph from the world's best brother. "Thank you!"

"Give it back, Ed! My brother sent me that postcard!" Eddy argued attacking his friend to the ground. He got this two years ago, the last time he ever heard from his brother. Why did he stop writing? When he wrote it meant that he had to care about him in some way.

An idea popped into Edd's head. He circled around his friends roughhousing and took the card from Ed's hand. "This could provide the very clue we need. A postmark should lead us directly to... drat! It's illegible!" Edd said at seeing the smeared address.

Eddy snatched the postcard back and blew off any dust or germs that may have covered it. "You probably smudged it."

Edd wasn't close to giving up yet. He spotted Ed coloring on a cow's utter and another idea sprouted.

"May I borrow this Ed? Thank you." Edd said without waiting for a response.

It didn't bother Ed. His drawing was already finished. He picked up the cow and showed his artwork to Eddy. "Look, Eddy, a picture for Eddy's brother! Do you think he'll like it?"

Eddy stared at the drawing. Was that what he looked like still? It scared Edd how much he resembled him. A picture of a his vile smile came to his mind.

He ignored Ed's question and went to find Edd who was busy scribbling on leaves and placing them on a spider web."

"Eddy, I've found the link to key commutations we have with your brother!" Edd exclaimed. "Among those, his shudder some stink bomb recipes, his heinous hot sauces, oh and my favorite, malicious misleading treasure maps. Together with other contentious callous cons, lead me to suspect your brother's quite the jokester."

"You better believe it. He's the king, baby!" Eddy said as he thumped Edd's nose.

Edd rolled his eyes and rubbed his nose. "Yes, well, where could one groom this tendency to pranks and puerile practical jokes."

"I got it!" Ed threw his comic book on the web. "'Pranks and puerile practical jokes at the Lemon Brook Gag Factory.'"

"That's quite a coincidence."

Eddy took the magazine to grumble about the Lemon Brook football teem, only to have Ed take it back. Before another fight could start Edd spoke up. "That's it, Eddy. Your brother may very well work there. Or at the very least, be a regular customer."

"I bet he's there now!"

"Oh boy, oh boy, I forget what we're doing!" Ed yelled hopping up and down.

The Eds took off through the rest of the field. For some reason Eddy couldn't get that picture of his brother out of his mind. Was he the type to actually get a job and stick with it? But, what did he know? A lot can change in eight years.