[[i wrote this a couple weeks ago and never finished it... I'm never going to so I figured I'd post what was bound to be a train wreck. New chapter soon, I'm on Christmas break and I got a new Samsung galaxy tab A with an S pen!! I'm so excited to draw on it, if any of you guys follow my amino I'll probs post what I make on there... I hope you're having a great holiday/s (I don't know what holidays y'all celebrate)]]
Me: *publishes this*
Y'all: r u okay..?
Me: *loud gurgling noises*
Y'all: what the fuck
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(This is unrelated to storyline... also serious language warning because I have no filter)
This is basically a shitpost in written form
I apologize in advance
On Christmas morning, at 5 am, Tord, Matt, and Tom are asleep. But Edd has other plans. He envisioned that he would wake up, make a wonderful and crazy breakfast buffet, and they would all, as the best of friends, open presents and have a happy Christmas. He is currently in the kitchen, making cola pancakes.
Tord is in his room, awake, and watching anime (what a weeb).
Tom is sleeping (what's new?), and so is Matt.
Suddenly, as Edd is trying to pour pancakes onto the griddle, Ringo walks between his legs and trips him. Edd screams like a baby and flails everywhere as he falls, unnecessarily knocking over pretty much everything in the kitchen. This includes the griddle, which is still on, glass cups, cabinets, vases, and anything else within a 7 foot radius.
Tord, hearing Edd's scream and what sounds like the world ending, runs to the kitchen in a panic. Seeing the mess, he yells:
"WHAT THE FUCKING FUCKETY FUCK KIND OF FUCKERY IS FUCKING GOING ON?"
Tom, awake now, slides into the kitchen on a goddamn vape powered hover board.
"BITCH CHILL THE FUCK OUT ITS 5AM WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING SOME PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP YOU COMMUNIST ASS CLOWN!"
(This is so awful I'm so sorry it went downhill fast)
"TOM TORD SHUT THE HELL UP AND HELP ME OFF THIS DAMN FLOOR!"
Tom and Tord gasp loudly, putting their hands around their mouths for emphasis
*commence world ending gasp*
"Edd! Don't swear!!"
"Yeah I'm uncomfortable..."
Edd just continues to lay on the floor thinking.
"Guys... I swear all the time the fuck is wrong with you?"
Tom runs over to Edd and wraps his arm around his head, cradling him.
"Oh no poor baby don't use bad words.. Tord! I think Edd's picking up our bad language! We gotta stop swearing!"
"Oh no!"
"What the hell are you guys my parents now or something?"
"If you keep swearing like that, Santa will only give you coal for Christmas! You don't want that, do you?"
"Uh, Tom it's already Christmas morning Santa already visited.."
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Mirror, Mirror (Eddsworld x reader)
Fanfic(Y/n) accidentally travels from the real world to eddsworld, where she finds that her favorite characters really exist. [Viewer discretion is advised for: strong language, minor violence, drugs/alcohol] ((Updates (somewhat) weekly))
