Ed sat alone in the sandbox behind his pre-school. He sadly drew a line in the sand, then a circle, then another line. It kinda looked like a dinosour. Dinosours made him happy, but at that moment his beautiful drawing was destroyed by a pair of red sneakers. He knew those red shoes anywhere. Eddy.
"Whats wrong with you monobrow?" He asked in a somewhat gruff voice, obviously upset that the teacher had awoken him from his nap and made him go outside to play.
"Eddy?" Ed sighed tossing his shovel in the dirt outside the box.
He was about to continue when he heard a small thump. When he turned his head he saw their new friend, Edd, laying face first in the dirt, his foot still hooked around the handle of the green shovel. Before his friend could make sense of what happened, he too was pulled into the sandbox by the other two Eds.
"Double D. I wanna be smart. Like you." Ed said giving his friends a very sad look. "I wanna a High School Diploma and all that stuff dat prove your smart.
Double D smiled and patted Ed's head.
"You are smart Ed, who said your not?" Double D asked.
"My daddy... Since they talked about putting me in easy class..." Ed sighed.
Edd and Eddy knew what he was talking about. About a year ago the three were riding their bikes up and down the sidewalk. Sarah was laying on a blanket and playing with blocks, though she never actually built anything with them, she had a habbit of sucking on them then throwing them. Today was no different. Only today one of the blocks she threw hit the wheel of Ed's bike, causing him to crash and just about split his head open.
Eddy remembered jumping on the hospital bed and saying "Good news lumpy." This was the time when he would pat the bump on Ed's head "Me and D saw the inside of your head! Good news is you gotta brain!"
After Ed got home, things were suddenly difficult for him, like eating cereal, concintrating, or even riding his old bike. His parents and the doctors and a few teachers began talking about 'special classes' and 'home school'. Home school was something his mom prefered.
"Whats the kid need school for? Hes already brain-dead we might as well keep him outside and use him as a birdbath!" His dad would say when ever mommy brought up the word 'school'.
"Lets at least see how he does in pre-school, maybe he'll learn, he might not need special classes or to be home schooled." Was Mommy's answer.
"Or send him to your sisters house! If she could teach cats to plant cabbage she sure as shit can teach Ed a thing or two about math! Or maybe how to be useful."
His mother would sigh and leave the room. "Lets at least see how he does in pre-school." And that was the last time the topic was ever brought up.
"Thats not fair!" Double D complained. "Children with special needs aren't dumb! They just learn at a different rate then others. But most children like that often prove to be very smart, and I would know, my cousin Erin taught me everything she knows about the pedel steel guitar and shes special needs."
"Yap yap yap." Eddy mumbled.
"D? Will you help me be smart?" Ed asked looking at his friend awkwardly.
"Of course I will. And Eddy will help too. Won't you Eddy?" Double D asked taking Ed's hands in his and turning towards Eddy.
"Ok Ok, Fine." Eddy mumbled, and was suddenly pulled into a tight hug Ed and Double D.
A/N: Double D's cousin is named and based after my older sister Erin, who has Autism but shes a pro on the piano! This is kinda supposed to be like Flowers for Algernon.