Eddsworld Oneshots

Disaster Before Comicon*

Thank you Midnightstar_Neko for your request!

*Mature Content*

This is awesome! Matt got us tickets to the next Comicon and I'm thrilled!  It's been a while since we've spent some quality time together. We will both be going as characters from the anime Fairy Tail

I will be going as Scorpio and Matt said he's going to be Leo. We have decided that we can't show each other our cosplays until later, it would be a surprise. I'm so excited!  But there was one problem....  I'm not exactly good with cosplay, so I turned to the only person I knew who could help.

I walked down the carpeted hallway to the room at the end. The light from a computer screen glowed through the slim crack underneath the door.  Slowly I turned the handle, walking in on the figure scrambling to change desktop tabs.

Honestly, I didn't care what he watches, as long as it didn't get him in trouble with the government.

"Hey, Tord?" The Norwegian threw his headphones onto the desk before turning around in his swivel chair.

"Hey, Edd. What brings you here?" He said as nonchalantly as he could pretend.

"Matt and I are going to Comicon. I'm planning to go as Scorpio from Fairy Tail, but I need help with my costume." The male's rigid posture relaxed into the cushion of the black leather chair as he scratched his stubbly chin.

When it seemed he finally had a plan, he leaned forward slightly and a suspicious smirk crept across his pale face. "I do not really think Scorpio would be a good fit for you. Maybe you should go as Virgo."

"The girl in the maid outfit?"

"Yeah." I thought about the offer. It would be much easier to obtain a costume for her rather than Scorpio. "I think you'd be a good Virgo."

I pondered on the thought and came to a conclusion, not entirely sure as to what I would be subjecting myself to. "Sure why not. But you're going to have to help me with getting the outfit together."

Tord clapped his hands together and his sinister smile turned genuine. "Let's get started shall we?"

I spent the next three hours cooped up in his room staring at a computer screen looking for a costume. Eventually we did find one and ordered it using Tord's credit card.... or what I assume is Tord's credit card.... I don't know.

Luckily he set it up to ship quick so I didn't have to wait long before it arrived.  "Alright Edd, notify me when it gets here."  Tord cheerfully waved at me as I silently walked out into the hallway and back to my room so I could continue drawing.

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Three days later I was sitting on the brick-red sofa mindlessly watching TV when the sharp chime of the door bell filled the air. Excited, I jumped up of the cushion and crossed the carpet to meet the postman. Just as I had expected, when I opened the entrance I found a teenage boy standing and holding a package with a clipboard neatly balanced atop it.

"Are you 'Red'?" The uniformed kid asked with a sour attitude.

"No, just hold on —TORD! Get down here, I think the package arrived!" The Norwegian came racing down the hall wearing only red plaid sweatpants and a grey tank top. His muscles rippled under his skin as he launched himself down the staircase.

He rapidly approached me, took the package, signed the extensive document, filling every line with his loopy cursive.

After that, he stood over me, hand on the wooden frame as we politely waved the messenger off. It was odd, the way he leaned on his arm, his face momentarily hovering inches away from mine.