It was a spring day, and the Eds entered the front door to Edd's house.
"Next time, our plan has to be big," the short Ed with only three hairs on his head known as Eddy said.
"I've made the calculations, and the viscosity of the foam noodles can't hold if it's made of gelatin and marzipan mixture, which naturally dissolves in water," said the other Ed boy with a black beanie named Edd, known as Double D to his friends.
"Mars is cool! We should go someday!" exclaimed the tallest Ed with one eyebrow and poor hygiene, who was slower in the head than the other two.
They walked past the den to the kitchen.
"I'll go get the tools for our next project you wait out here," Double D said.
But Edd smelled something burning, and it was coming from the kitchen.
"Oh, my!" Double D said concerned. "I hope my kitchen isn't burning down!" He ran towards the kitchen and stopped when he saw a girl with black shoulder-length hair taking something out of the oven.
"Hello, Cousin Edd!" Said a younger girl with dark hair in pigtails sitting on a stool a foot away next to the oven.
"How's my favorite cousin?" The older girl said coyly.
"Hello, what are you doing here?" Edd said.
"Double D! Can you take any longer!?"
Eddy walked in to Edd's kitchen with Ed.
"Huh? Who is that?" Eddy asked. "And why is she baking in your house?"
"We're just two of Edd's favorite cousins," the older girl said.
"You have cousins, Double D?" Eddy asked.
"Cousin Double D?" The younger girl said, "I like the sound of that!"
"Well yes, that's my nickname," Edd explained to her, "to distinguish me from my friend also named Ed.
So what brings you here?"
"We're here for Spring Break, didn't you hear?"
Double D ran over to the fridge, where a sticky note had been posted which said:
Dear Eddward, your cousins are spending their spring vacation with us. We well be back shortly as we are helping your uncle get a spare tire for his car.
Love Mom and Dad.
"Who are you're friends, cousin Edd?" the small girl asked.
"Hello, my name is Ed!" said the big guy, "and this is Eddy!"
"I'm Sandy! And this is my sister, Molly!"
"And we thought we'd bake you something while we waited for you," Molly said.
"What flavor is that cake?" asked Edd.
"It's my favorite flavor... mud!" Sandy said.
Edd made a face, obviously disgusted. "I doubt it's edible."
"Well, if you don't want any, maybe your friends do," teased Molly.
"Oh, oh! I want some!" Ed shouted.
"Ok," Molly said and held the cake out with a plastic spatula. But Ed gobbled up the cake messily and face first. Molly looked awkward.
"Mmm... buttered toast," he said.
"Not buttered toast," said Molly "it was a mud cake."
"That's it!" said Eddy, suddenly hit with an idea. "We can open up a bakery! Kids will pay good money for pastries!"
"Eddy, we already had a bakery, remember?" Edd reminded him, "and it ended up in a mandible travesty for poor little Jimmy."
"Yeah but they'll be no bowling pins in this one, I've sure learned my lesson," Eddy said.
"Especially at the fists of Sarah," said Ed with a worried expression.
"But this time, well specialize in pies and cakes! And maybe Molly and Sandy can help us bake them!"
Eddy said. "It's perfect,"
he said with a sly grin.
"So, is this something you do everyday?" Molly asked her cousin.
"Basically, yes," Edd replied.