Robert Jenkins: A Forgotten Fantasy Tale
Ed Edd and Eddy are owned by Danny Antonucci and not me. That's basically it for the disclaimer.
It was a warm summer day in the country of Aldebaran. A year ago, the neighboring country of Melbania had eventually signed a peace treaty, ending the war between the two countries. All was peaceful, crime rates were low, the season's harvests had come in bundles, enough for the entire kingdoms. Nothing could have gone wrong, with the exception of one particular town, the town of Renaldo.
"Ed...!" a young girl of about eleven roared, disturbing the tranquility of the village. "Come back here with my scepter!"
Scowling furiously, the girl stomped down the street with a hammer in her hands.
"Sarah, please! Your brother did not take your scepter. He isn't that type of boy!" her best friend Jimmy pleaded. Jimmy was a rather effeminate, timid boy who had the misfortune of being accident-prone. No matter what precautions he took to ensure his safety, poor Jimmy often found himself in some mishap. It was as if some trickster spirit had it out for the lad.
"Yeah? Well then, who did? You? I know Ed did it, he's the most likely suspect. URRGGHH!"
Oddly enough, whenever Sarah got really angry, she would break down and cry, baffling all who saw it happen. "I... sob… just... sniff… want my scepter back..! Wahhhh!"
Seeing this, Jimmy handed the young noble a handkerchief, which she blew into quite loudly. "Sarah, let us go back to the mansion, and search for the scepter there. Okay?" The scepter, in question was a beautiful golden rod with the tip encrusted with a beautiful crimson ruby given to Sarah on her last birthday.
"Okay, Jimmy, let's go back and search there. But if I find that Ed has my scepter, he's going to be in a world of hurt!"
A young man with a peculiar yellow skin tone walked into a jeweler's store. "Ed! How nice to see you, the last time I saw you, you were up to my knee caps! How may I help you?" the store owner asked.
"Uh... I need you to repair this." Ed replied.
"Is this Lady Sarah's ruby scepter? My goodness! What happened to it?" the store owner asked, scratching his head."
"Well, uh... you see, it was like this..." Ed began to tell the story. "Sarah was sleeping, and I broke my training sword fighting the ferocious Nose Dragons of the Pecan Region! Quite vicious they are, as they brutalize chickens and other small tasty birds! I was cornered, so I snuck into Sarah's room, grabbed her magic scepter which shoots mystic soap powerful enough to destroy the Nose Dragons, and came out victorious, as I beat the dragons' evil nostrils with the rod. But evil pixies must have played a trick on me, because the dust cleared, there was a tree where the Nose Dragon once stood, and the scepter was broken in two! If Sarah had seen it, it would've been worse the nasty Gingersnapes that reside in the western woods, where the Peppermint Witch resides!" the boy explained, with sweat trailing down his face, recalling that horrible memory.
"Um, young master Ed, if I may be so bold to ask, but have you been eating spoiled food again?" the store owner asked flatly.
"Uh... I might have, why? I'm fourteen, I think I can make decisions for myself! So, uh... can you get it fixed?"
"Sure thing! Repairing price is two thousand gold!"
"Gotcha!" Ed said, dropping fifteen coins worth two hundred gold each on the counter. "The extra one thousand is for you personally!"
"You're a good kid, Ed! It'll be done in an hour." the shop keeper replied while walking in the back room of the store. Ed sat down and looked at the fan, dozing off.
In a back alley of the village, a group of kids were congregating, they were known as the Peach Creek Gang. They called themselves this due to the fact that they lived, well in a part of the village called Peach Creek.
"This sucks!" Eddy yelled.
Eddy was the self proclaimed leader of the Peach Creek Gang. He felt it was only right as he was the main one coming up with several ideas (or scams) for the crew to attain fame and riches. Unfortunately, a great amount of his ideas tended to fail miserably; most often invoking the ire of the townspeople. Very rarely did a scam of his work. However, the Peach Creek Gang all regarded each other as equals, so they accepted Eddy as leader to merely humor him.
"What sucks, Eddy?" Nazz asked. At the age of thirteen, Nazz was the object of desire for the neighborhood boys. With her deep blue eyes, natural pouting lips, and golden blonde hair, she seemed to almost carry a regal bearing about her, but with her rough-and-tumble tomboy ways, she just saw herself as one of the guys.
"Every time Double D and I come up with a plan, it always backfires! When we tried to sell peaches, we failed! When we tried to sell water, we failed! When we tried to sell wooden toys, we failed! We can't do jack shit!" he said.
"Language please, Eddy! But I just thought of something brilliant! How about... Peach flavored water? Think about it! If people hate the taste of water, and people don't feel like breaking their teeth on peach pits, then how about... peach flavored water? Tasty, refreshing, and nutritious!" Double D beamed with pride at his new invention. Double D's real name was Eddward, but Eddy hated it, because of his own name being Edward, so he called him Double D instead, and it sat well with everybody else. Double D was the brains of the group, a natural genius at merely the age of thirteen. As with most geniuses, Double D came with a few eccentricities, namely his black sock-like hat, which he never takes off, not even when he slept.
"Double D! You're a genius! Why the hell didn't think of it before?" Eddy said, happy that for once, the Peach Street Gang were about to do something right!
"Hey dorks, you finally did it! You came up with something that might actually work!" Kevin said. Kevin was more or less Eddy's rival, and was the first person to join the gang. Kevin, like most other boys, including Eddy, had a thing for Nazz, who was but one factor that fuels their rivalry.
"Indeed! Rolf is impressed and currently in awe of your strange concoction!" Rolf eyes widened with amazement. Rolf was from another country, known as Yeshmiyek, a land known for its bizarre culture and customs. He was the tallest of the bunch, almost meeting eye to eye with most adults. Rolf joined the gang after a chance meeting with Kevin, who taught him much about life in Aldebaran.
"You should be, Rolf! This is gonna be our moneymaker!" Eddy exclaimed, drooling at the thought of the money, fame, and women he'd have once the flavored water sold. "How much of this stuff do you have made, Double D?"
"About, ah... let's see… Two gallons, Eddy!"
"Awesome! Watch the dough roll in guys! We'll be rich in no time!" Eddy exclaimed excitedly.
"Yeah!" They all agreed in unison. Finally, things were starting to look up for the Peach Street Gang.