Chapter 1: Eddy, who so troublEd?

First story on , so leave constructive criticism if you don't mind? Flames will roast marshmallows, and I don't own Ed Edd n' Eddy, or anyone connected to it. Except OCs. I own them.

It was January in Peach Creek, and it was snowing. Hard. Like, 10ft tall walls of snow hard. Everyone was inside, trying to enjoy the warmth of their homes as best they could. Of course, there were exceptions. Like a certain Eddy McGee. Eddy Skipper McGee was his name, and he was currently freezing, walking towards his house in the snow. "Stupid snow. Stupid mother nature, stupid father nature too…" He shivered, pulling one of the 3 scarves he had on and wrapping it around his head like a turban. It didn't help much, as is snowing enough to obscure vision to a few feet in front of you.

"I have to start getting more scarves, because 3 aint enough in 10 degree weather." He walked around, trying to find his house in the low visibility, and failing, tripping over several mailboxes, and even Jonny, whose head was stuck in a manhole.

Ignoring his greeting, he walked a few more feet, until BAM! Falling onto his butt, he looked at the fence he just face planted into. "Stupid fence." He walked off, when he paused. "Fence? House!" He promptly jumped the fence, and began looking for a house or something to stay in. A few seconds later, he tripped over something else this time. "What the hell is with me tripping, Damnit!" He stood up, looking at the offending object, or rather, animal. "Mr. YumYum? Jimmy left you out here?" He shook his head, trying to stop talking to himself as he walked off, leaving the stuffed toy to his own devices.

'I'm at Jimmy's house, which means his back door should be about…here!' He pulled open the door, and immediately wished he hadn't. Because there, standing in the corner were 2 people, or rather, a person and a plank. He ducked his head, running out into the snow, trying to get away from the awful scene.

He ran through the snow, only to run into a rope. "Huh?" A blur of movement later, and Eddy was now hanging from a net. "What the hell is this?" A person ran up to him. Jimmy. "Eddy! You please can't tell anybody!"

Eddy smirked, plans already forming in his mind. "Well, I don't know…" He started to walk off, but Jimmy grabbed hold of him. "I'll give you a jawbreaker!" Eddy thought about it. Nah, he could get more. "Just one? Hmm…." Jimmy growled. "Fine, I wanted to play nice but if your going to tell, I'll release these! " He pushed some pictures into his chest. Edd struggled a bit, trying to get comfortable in the net, and looked at them.

"How did you get these!" He grabbed Jimmy by his shirt, lifting him up so they were face-to-face. "I'll never tell, but I will show them, if you tell." His amused smirk only made him angrier. Eddy growled, knowing that if any of these were to be realsed to the public, he would lose all his fans. He needed his fans! He crossed his arms. "What do you want for them?"

His answer was only a bigger smirk. "I want 10 bucks." Eddy choked. "WHAT? 10 bucks? I can't breathe!" He turned away, walking towards his house. "Screw that! You don't have the guts to do it anyway!" He really hoped Jimmy didn't notice how much he was sweating. Sarah had lots of toys to break over his head, not to mention Kevin, Rolf and Nazz helping him beat up the neighborhood pest, and not Jonny…

Three hours later...

"Jimmy is a wimp! How did he get that much blackmail on me? How do I stop him? How do I get 10 bucks?" He stopped pacing, if only to get another cup of coffee. After all, he needed some hair on his chest. 'I know, I just gotta get outta the culdesac is all. Wait until this all blows over. Yeah, can't chase when you don't know where the thing your chasing is.' Nodding to himself, and proud of his good logic, he began packing. Besides, he needed to get Ed and Edd to go with him, meat shield were important in any situation, like in a car crash, double D would be his human airbag.

"Ed! You, me, and Double D won a sweepstakes! We get to go with Nasa to the moon, and visit the alien invaders home planet!" Yup, that was a good story, Ed would believe it anyway. Edd, on the other hand, didn't need to believe it. They could just tie him up and throw him in the back. Or knock him out and throw him in the back. Didn't matter too much. Either worked to him. "Let's hope I can get out in time, I don't like being a bruised up Eddy..."