Imagine. Imagine a world where people got along. A world without greed, without pollution, without possession. A brotherhood of man; everyone is the other's equal, everyone is of the same right. Imagine no fear of the unknown. Imagine only sky above us, dirt beneath us. Imagine a planet in harmony. Imagine that.

Now that you're all warmed up, imagine something perhaps even greater. Imagine a window. It doesn't have to be a fancy window or a window into another world; quite the opposite. It could be a window in your room, in your kitchen, on the bus you ride in the morning or the airplane you decided to hijack because you're not quite sure what you want out of life.

A window is a rather mundane thing to imagine, isn't it? Mostly everyone has one, they don't come in cool colors, either it lets you see out too little or others in too much and, well, it's just another thing you have to clean around the house.

In conclusion, windows are boring.

But imagine the bigger picture! In a world where children are being enslaved by technology and baseball sales have dropped by the decennium, there is very rarely any need for actually replacing a window. So imagine that; what does a window see? A window not only see the seasons come and go but if lucky can take part in some of the most fantastic moments in a human being's life. One window could speak of an entire lifetime; every time she was stared out of over morning coffee, how the female human used to smile to herself when she heard the male enter the kitchen, the meals that were cooked and enjoyed, the dishes cleaned and the groceries unloaded. Children buttering toast for Mother's or Father's Day. Dad sneaking a little snack in the middle of the night when everyone is sleeping. A stern talking to a child who hit another child. Tears. Smiles. Laughs. More tears; some of sadness, some of pride. Then, another child brought by the original children. The sound of running feet filling the house once more, less frequently than before. And one day, she came home alone. A lot of tears. Never ending sadness.

I wanted you to imagine a life through the… Eyes of a window. Because if you can't put yourself in that position, think outside the box like that; turn the fuck around 'cause you're gonna encounter some even weirder shit in this story than a peeping window.

For simplicity sake, let's listen in on an interesting story our window heard through the house one night when the children's children were sleeping over.

"Grandma, grandma!" She turned her thoughtful gaze from the window toward the door opening just in time to see her two rosy cheeked grandchildren rush through it. "We finished our snowman!"

"You did? That's great!" She smiled whole heartedly at them; childlike innocence is the greatest cure for everything.

"You wanna see it, grandma?" The boy pulled down his scarf to show the elderly woman a toothy grin only interrupted by a small gap in the upper row.

"Maybe later, dear; grandma's feeling a little tired tonight." The two children shared a look; ever since grandpa left, grandma would be tired more often than not. But that suited them just fine because there was one thing grandma loved to do when she was tired.

"Grandma?"

"Yes, Edward?"

"Will you tell us a story from the old days?" The elderly woman felt her heart skip a beat, like it always did when she thought of her past, regardless of the period.

"I would love to, dear. Can I trust you two to make the chocolate?" She raised a suspicious eyebrow and was met with two wide innocent grins.

"Absolutely!"

"We can do it!" Last time they could not however; the entire kitchen had been nothing less than a war zone.

"Alright; I trust you this time!" A finger was waggled in warning before she made her way into the living room; leaving the excited children to their own adventures in the kitchen.

It had started by coincidence; the whole storytelling business. The young ones were over, it wasn't long after the passing, and while they were playing with a couple of toy cars on the floor, she was flipping through album after album of photographs in his armchair. She flipped and flipped until she ventured upon a picture. A picture depicting memories forgotten, buried deep in the sand of time on life's beach. Before she could even give a thought about it, her mouth was already open; telling them the most amazing stories from her childhood of pool parties, contests, contraptions, shenanigans and the never ending fun. Slowly and gradually, the stories changed focus from herself to the trio of boys that made it all possible. A trio with three sets of endless' imaginations that would never ever grow up, even the slightest.

Perhaps that's why the stories spoke to her grandchildren; not only because young Edward was their name sake but also because the legend of the trio, no matter how many years passed since then, would be eternally young, forever frozen in the very childhood she found herself thinking back to more and more as of lately. Of course, the children would love that one! Though it might be a bit dark in certain places and… Well, the ending was just pure torture.

'Now where did I put that photograph?' There wasn't much photographic evidence of her childhood; who had time to take pictures? Each and every one of them were too busy being young, enjoying it while they could. That's why she clung onto the few she had, quite literally rarities. But there was one, one very special memory that she had always kept framed. One she just couldn't afford to lose. But it wasn't, couldn't be lost. Towards the end, she often found him looking at the picture; searching for answers.

"Here comes the chocolate, grandma!" Her fingers traced the wooden frame and she smiled to herself; somehow she knew that someone else out there wanted to hear that very story.

"Oh, you found the whipped cream!" She turned around and gripped the frame harder at the sight of her precious grandchildren already sitting in front of the armchair, a tray with three mugs of steaming hot chocolate on the small side table.

"And the mashmallows!" The young girl grinned widely, her pronunciation a bit off thanks to the latest visit of the Tooth Fairy.

"We cleaned up after us too!" They were almost shaking as a result of bursting with excitement.

"I assume you two little elves want a really special story tonight then?" Two heads nodding rapidly in unison. "You're in luck then; I just happen to have the most special of them all in store tonight."

"Yay, grandma!" The young boy blurted out and jumped a little in his seat.

"Sccchhhh!" His younger sister quickly shushed him and he looked down in shame.

"Sorry…"

"It's quite alright, Edward." She slowly sat down in the armchair before placing the frame with the picture down and handing out the mugs to the two children who couldn't tear their eyes off of the frame. "Excitement should always be shown; it's just a question of to what degree."

"What's that, grandma?"

"The same with curiosity, Elizabeth; never be afraid to admit it." They were hanging onto their grandmother's every word, even though they were staring wildly at the frame. "Now, do you two know why you were given the names you have today?"

"Because Mom and Dad were out of ideas?" The old woman chuckled at her grandson's bluntness before continuing.

"Good guess, but no. You see, I told your father this very same story when he was just a child like yourselves today-"The siblings shared an excited look. "- And he swears to this day that it is the greatest tale he has ever heard, read or seen. So much, as a matter of fact, that you, Edward-"Said young boy straightened a little. "-Are named after two of the bravest men there ever was. And you, Elizabeth-"Said young girl followed her brother's motion. "-Are named after the bravest woman there ever was."

"Grandma?"

"Yes, Elizabeth?"

"Did this story really happen?" She couldn't help but admire them; they reminded her so much of a special young man from a long, long time ago. Realizing she hadn't answered the question; she picked up the frame and fingered on it.

"Yes and no. You see; I wasn't there for this adventure so nobody, except for the three of them, knows what happened during that ride."

"What did they tell you when they came back?" Edward took a small sip of his cocoa without breaking eye contact with her.

"That's the thing. Edward… Elizabeth… They didn't come back." Their small faces scrunched up in sadness and her heart faltered the slightest. "Their very last adventure was told to me through a series of letters sent to me during a period of five years. Of course one can't know what they saw or experienced for sure during that time but I…" She paused for a moment, took a long look at the picture and sighed. "I believe that every word of it is true. The Eds... Were just that fantastic." The armchair creaked almost soundlessly when she leaned forward and held out the picture frame in front of her grandchildren's curious eyes.

"Grandma, is that you and grandpa?" Elizabeth pointed to a blonde girl with her arm around a cap wearing boy's shoulders.

"Yes indeed. God, we were so young back then." A quick blink and a tear disappeared without notice. "This is the last picture anyone ever took of them. They were gone not ten minutes later."

"Grandma?"

"Yes, Edward?"

"What is that thing?" He pointed to the enormous mechanical apparatus that took up the whole background behind the row of smiling people. A similar smile spread across the elderly woman's face like she had just been waiting for her grandson's question. She stroked the glass, covering the three forever frozen young boys with three very different smiles in the moment of the camera flash.

"Ah... That machine was the most wonderful thing any of us had ever seen. An absolutely marvelous piece of technology."

"But Eddy, you don't know that!"

"Get real, Monobrow; I don't think Sockhead has the technology to cure world AIDS from in there."As usual, life hadn't changed around the Peach Creek area. The sun was still shining, the bugs were still grotesquely oversized and adult supervision was still a thing unknown of. The bickering between the three boys known as Ed, Edd and Eddy was also very much intact; even if the boys' fashion senses weren't.

"Live by hope, Eddy!" Edward, or Ed for short, Firefly remarked and pushed the glasses he had gotten a year before up his nose a bit. He found himself subconsciously licking his teeth for about the thousandth time that day; two days in and he was still not used to his new braces.

"All I'm saying is; three weeks! Three weeks straight, Lumpy!" Eddy McGee tugged at the collar of the old red army jacket he had found in the attic a few days earlier and pulled the green army cap on his head down to cover his eyes from the hot afternoon sun. "We gotta break in and see if he's alright!"

"Double-D left me instructions and number 42 was to never go into the garage!" Ed was definitely worried; if Eddy set his mind on something, he wouldn't rest until it was either in his mouth or in his pocket. And the notes Double-D had left with him specifically told him to 'keep Eddy out of the workshop'. He was morbidly afraid of the disappointment his friend would experience if he failed him.

"Come on, Ed! He could be lying dead in a pool of his own blood in there because he pulled his socks up too high!" The truth was that Eddy McGee was 50 percent worried, 50 percent curious as to what his friend was up to. It wasn't often he actually locked himself in and even less often he wouldn't emerge after a couple of hours. Unnoticed by the two though, another boy joined their side; grinning widely.

"He's right, Ed; I could be badly injured."

"It's our duty as his friends to make sure he's alright!"

"A difficult task but somebody has to do it!"

"Through and through, we've had each others' backs; it shouldn't be any different now!"

"Preach, Eddy, preach!"

"Damnit, Ed; we have got to- Uhm…" The young artist completely lost track of his speech once he noticed the presence of a third person in their conversation. He squinted his eyes as if the sun was setting out mirages. "Double-D?"

"The very same." The young inventor, clad in an orange-reddish dress shirt with a dark blue tie hanging loosely around his neck, smiled at his two gaping friends.

"DOUBLE-D!" The smile quickly disappeared when he was picked up in a brutal, bone crushing hug. "I have been so worried but then I read instruction 27 which told me not to worry so I decided not to worry and then I went about with my day!"

"Did-"Double-D pushed himself back out of the hug and took a deep, panicked breath. "Did you follow every instruction, Ed?"

"I did!"

"Excellent!"

"EXCUSE ME!" The two smiling reunited friends directed their attention to a fuming Eddy McGee. "You lock yourself away for three weeks without a word and then expect it all to be cool?"

"Precisely! I knew you'd understand!" Double-D grabbed Eddy's shoulders, smiled warmly and gave him a quick hug before setting off in his trademark run towards the very same garage he just came from. "Now hurry, I can barely contain myself!"

"I'mma coming, Double-D!" Ed followed suit in his own trademark run, being absolutely horizontal above the waist.

"Wait, what? Hey, come back here!" Eddy had no choice but to follow his two secret keeping friends in his own trademark run.

He was making the last minute preparations; there were no intentions to stay in Peach Creek any longer than necessary. Ed and Eddy had helped him wheel her down to the same place where the former had made a drop off only days earlier. After that had Double-D sent them both back to the Cul-de-Sac to fetch every single one of the kids for 'something they just couldn't miss'.

With one final strain on his muscles, he heaved the heavy bags Ed had packed and left there as predetermined down into the giant mechanical wonder. Wiping the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief, he pulled back the cover and sat down to wait.

Sure, he would certainly miss Peach Creek and everything his childhood home had to offer… But an old fashioned 'Edventure' in a first class machine that could take them who knows where? If he knew his two friends correctly, this would be one journey they would be more than eager to join him for. Imagine, just the three of them… In a big and unknown world.

*SSSCCCCHHHHAAAAAAAAA*

The thought alone was enough to send shivers of excitement down the young inventor's spine but along with the noises his creation was making? It was damn near orgasmic.

"Aight, what are you dorks up… To… Now…?"

"Rolf has been blessed with the lack of Ed-boys, why would the son of… The…"

"Hey, dude; Ed told me to… Come… Here."

"DOUBLE-D! IF YOU DON'T EXPLAIN WHAT JIMMY AND I ARE DOING HERE INSTEAD OF- Wowsers…"

"Jeepers!"

"I don't know either, Plank; you never know with those Ed- Look at the size of that cover!" One by one, the kids of the Rathink Avenue Cul-de-Sac trailed down to the destination Ed and Eddy had coaxed them into walking to and every one of them reacted in amazement to the enormous thing Double-D was sitting on.

"Aight, Double-D; we rounded up the suckers like you wanted us to, what now?" Eddy emerged from the scattered trees that formed the forests of Peach Creek with Ed close behind.

"Should've known this was some stupid scam." Kevin, the everlasting jock, scoffed and crossed his arms causing Eddy to start grinding his teeth.

"Correction, Kevin; this is not a scam at all. And none of you are here to pay for anything, you're all here to temporarily bid farewell to us Eds!" The girls, including Jimmy, gasped in surprise while Jonny and Rolf shared a look of confusion. Kevin on the other hand was not impressed.

"Yeah, you're here to bid farewell- NOT HERE TO PAY FOR ANYTHING?!"

"You see, friends; I have for quite some time now dreamt of places other than Peach Creek. Seeing the world. Experiencing different cultures. Finding the flora and fauna of foreign fatherlands. As I know that Ed-"

"That's me alright." The simple Ed said happily with a wave to his friends.

"- Shares my dream and vision-"He slid down the side of the covered machine and faced his shorter friend. "- And I'm quite sure Eddy can't wait to see what kind of – Ahem- suckers awaits him out there-"

"That's me alright!" Eddy's face lit up like a Christmas tree after the Macy's Thanksgiving parade; a world full of suckers… Just waiting to be scammed.

"- I made a decision for all three of us! For a month, we will travel about where the weather takes us and return safe and sound in time for the school start!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa; let's not make any hasty decisions here now, Double-D." Eddy stepped forward and put a hand on Double-D's shoulder. Said boy in turn made a motion to Ed who winked in response.

"Say, did any of you guys catch 'Attack of the 50 Foot Space Toasters last night?"

"Oh, Eddy." Double-D grabbed the hand on his shoulder, his voice lowered so the conversation were for their ears and their ears only. "I do apologize for not telling you about this but… Remember the day we were cloud gazing?"

"Of course, that was an awesome day." It was one of many he considered 'the best of his life'.

"You couldn't stop talking about getting out of here and what you were gonna do after high school and… Well, I figured; if, by some chance, we aren't young forever-"

"Bite your tongue there."

"- I thought that we could at least start a little early on getting out of Peach Creek."

"Yeah... It could be kinda fun; just you, me and Ed."

"Precisely what I was thinking!"

"And, you know, if we like it, we could always stay out there in the world a little bit longer than August…?" Eddy grinned innocently.

"Don't push it, mister."

"Nothing's written in stone! Just know that to 100%, I'm onboard." He smiled and embraced his friend who smiled slyly back.

"Not yet you're not." The shorter Ed's face scrunched up in confusion but the taller one just shook his head while continuing to smile. "Ed!" The tallest of the Eds perked up at the mention of his name. "That's all, thank you."

"No problemo!" He was always more than happy to talk about whatever monster or sci-fi movie he had caught earlier in the week. Judging by the kids' expressions however, they were not as happy.

"Anyway!" Double-D cleared his throat and raised his arms into the air for no apparent reason. "Some of you may have noticed my absence in your everyday life these last three weeks-"

"I was too busy enjoying my dork free time."

"You were gone, Double-D?"

"I don't know, Plank; that might've just been a shrubbery."

"- Some of you may not have. But, as I stand before you today, may you never forget my greatest invention ever; the very thing that will carry the Eds out into the world!" He rushed to the left side of the cover and grabbed it. "Psst, Eddy; a hand?" To say Eddy McGee was excited to see what was under that cover is quite the understatement; his basically frantic running over to the opposite side of the cover was enough evidence of it.

"Count of three?" The two friends' eyes found each other and they both cracked matching grins; adventure was upon them.

"One…"

"Two…"

"Three!"

*PSSSSSCHHHHHHH* The very moment the cover was pulled off the giant machine, every person and animal standing, sitting or lying down within a 30 feet radius of it was blinded by a thick fog.

"I can't see!"

"What is this tomfoolery?!"

"Oh, you dorks are in for a world of pain."

"Not to be alarmed, people!" Double-D's voice was heard through the mist. "It's nothing more than a steam buildup from being covered up too long! Not to worry, it will disappear soon!"

"It better be!"

"I guarantee it, Sarah!"

*ZZZZZZCCCCHHHOOOOOOO*

"We're off to a great start with this thing." He heard Eddy's voice somewhere to the left of him and he fumbled around until he could find his friend and put his arm around his shoulders.

"Oh, you have no idea, Eddy." Gradually, shapes and full sight were returning for the slightly-panicked-yet-keeping-calm kids and the one badger who was watching from a couple of tree roots. First the shapes of the people closest to them but then further away until they all saw the enormous shape of the machine.

*TSSSSCHHHHH*

"Whoa…" Eddy McGee took a step back and couldn't close his mouth. He couldn't even blink. The sight, the sounds it made... It was glorious.

*PRRRRRING!*

"Double-D… What…" Piece by piece, the machine came into full view for all of them as eight mouths and eight pair of eyes opened wider and wider in pure bewilderment.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Behold my single greatest invention." Double-D grinned wider than ever before and spun around to face them with his arms stretched out wide. "I present to you: The Yellow Submarine!"