Prologue

"Edd? Are you okay?"

Edd lifted brown eyes to look at two bottomless black pits that stared at him from across the table. They looked a little heavy, which was unsurprising when one considered that the being attached to them spent so much time drunk.

"Is something bothering you?" prompted Tom, gesturing at him with his toast and sending a spray of blackened crumbs in his direction.

"Eh, not really. Just thinking." Edd brushed off his green sleeves and toyed once again with his eggs, his face resting on the heel of his hand.

"But you've been like this for ages now," Tom said suddenly. "Something's been eating you, so what is it?"

"Nothing is bothering me Tom," Edd smiled, shrugging and taking another bite of his food.

This was a complete lie. Something was bothering Edd. A familiar, brown haired, green hoodied something. Something that had come out of a magical mirror. It wasn't him, but he was sure it was almost was. But now he could never know just what had happened.

The three of them - Edd, Tom, and Matt - had all confirmed that something had burst out of the mirror, chasing after a faintly glowing sword that had buried itself in their box of doughnuts, snatched up the sword and the fried treats, and, with only a word of thanks, pulled itself back into the mirror. The mirror that had slipped from Matt's numb fingers, and shattered on the thinly carpeted floor.

That was what was bothering him. Not much could for so long, but that strange experience sure did. He wanted to know who or what that had been.

Tom wasn't one to pry. His head hurt too much for him to think, anyway. He thought he had gone to as party, but he might have just stayed at home too. Either way, he had been outrageously drunk last night, and it was only now coming back to bite him in the butt.

"Good morning gorgeous," came another voice from the kitchen entry. Edd glanced up again to see Matt - ginger, narcissistic, and somewhat dimwitted - strolling to breakfast and gazing lovingly in a mirror. He tore his eyes away from from reflection long enough to notice his two roommates. "Oh, hey guys."

"Hey Matt."

"Hey."

The ginger rummaged in the fridge. "Is there any milk left?"

"No, we have to go to the store." Edd swallowed his mouthful of foood before continuing. "We'll go today. Nothing else is going on, right?"

"Not unless you were going to plan world domination," Tom quipped, yawning widely and rubbing his empty eyes. "Jeeze, I'm tired. Let's go now, before I collapse."

The keys hung on a peg by the front door. The car was parked in the drive. Pete's Grossery Store was ten minutes of bad pop songs away. Then it was a matter of pushing an increasingly heavy hand cart around, loading it with milk and bread and vodka and toothpaste. Tom and Edd had to yank Matt away from the bath aisle, and Edd and Matt had to restrain Tom from reaching for a sixth bottle of alcohol. Through the checkout counters, out the automatic doors, pushing the cart towards their car to load it up with their spoils.

A bright flashing caught Edd's attention as he loaded the last of the groceries into the boot. He turned his head and gazed at the source of the light. A store he knew well, that had occupied his thoughts so much these past couple of weeks.

"Hey guys, come with me. I want to check something out really quick." Tom and Matt watched Edd as he walked towards Miss Teek's Antiques and Magic Store, mildly puzzled, then followed him.

The bell over the door tinkled merrily as they entered. A few people were browsing the shelves, holding baskets over their arms filled with little glass animals and red velvet and tasseled fezzes. Matt gazed longingly all around him. If there was one thing that could capture his attention as much as his own reflection, it was small, useless trinkets.

"Edd, hold up." Tom reached for his friend's shoulder, momentarily stopping him. "Why are we here?"

"I… Kind of lied to you this morning, I guess," Edd answered awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin. "When I said nothing was bothering me, that is."

"Well, I knew that much," Tom scoffed. "But what is bothering you then?"

"The mirror..."

Tom looked suddenly solemn. "Oh."

"Pardon me, but I thought I heard something about a mirror?"

Tom and Edd both jumped with surprise as the voice piped up behind them. A woman, probably middle aged, with shiny dark hair plaited down her back and dressed in a crisp skirt and blouse had suddenly appeared behind them.

"Oh hello!" said Matt, who was finally distracted from a porcelain frog collection. "Yes, we were talking about mirrors. You wouldn't happen to have one would you?"

"Don't tell me you broke it," sighed the little woman. Edd, Tom, and Matt all nodded in embarrassment, and she sighed again. "I'll suppose you'll be wanting a new one then?"

"What?" Edd's jaw dropped in shock as the woman rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Of course I do. Wouldn't be a very good antique shop dealer if I weren't, let alone a decent witch. Come along." She gestured for them to follow her to the counter, and they did, dream-like. "There we are. One new magic mirror. Tread lightly with it. And for heaven's sake, don't drop it!"

Edd took the mirror with numb fingers.

And staring right back at him was a familiar, green hoodied, brown eyed, wavy haired, round faced person.

A/N so here's another dumb thing. I AM working on "Between the Devil and I", chapter 4 is about 1/2 done. "Dear Angel, Dear Demon" is being worked on, slowly. It's going, it's going.

ANYWAYS, I AM TAKING PROMPTS AND REQUESTS FOR THIS THING. That's the main point of this A/N. SO COMMENT SOME SHTUFF PLZ :.D Pairings I am doing are EddxTamara, TomxMatilda, MattxTori, and TordxEll.

Boi, boios!