Chapter 1

Hey, WickedStar13 here, Im just here to tell you's all to enjoy my first fanfic sine I joined last year! It's been a joy to write this and im glad to say there's going to be six more chapters before the end. Well, happy reading!

Day One

Ed lay chomping a green apple on the damp lawn of Edd's house with Edd and Eddy in the noon light. He liked apples, the green type anyway. " The bestest apples" He thought, munching happily "come from west virginyweaselya." (Ed saw a Harry Potter movie lately and mistoke it for a lecture on geography)

"Rib- Ed" he turned his head to see a frog staring at him with it's big red eyes. "FROGGIE!" the frog was so startled he jumped high into the air with a squak and flew away.

"Ed." Ed sat up and saw that the world around him had devolved into a child's inoccent crayon drawing. In wonder of this strange marvel, he poked two fingers onto the "grass" and forcefully rubbed it. It felt like wax and... green.

"Ed." There it was again, that faint whisper in the wind. He looked up, then down at his apple to see large emerald green lips on the uneaten side of the apple, "Ed. Eat me. Ed." Ed couldnt resist, and opened his mouth wide, revealing yellowing teeth,he closed his eyes for a moment , and they fluttered open just in time for...

Eddy's annoyed face angrily yelling in his. "Wake up lumpy, Ed, now!"

"Wh-Wh-What?" Ed sat up groggily and blankly stared at Eddy, and as soon as Eddy saw his message was across he relaxed "Jeeze monobrow, were you having one of your weird little fantasies again? You looked like a zombie!"

"Heh Heh Heh... Heh." They both looked at Edd laughing akwardly on the other side of Eddy's "Big book of scams".

Something had changed since earlier that month. He had become sickly pale, dark rims under his eyes,and he always seemed to be looking anxiously over his shoulder as if expecting death himself to be standing there.

He fidgited and weakly tried to change the subject whenever anyone asked him if his paranoria had anything with his thirteenth birthday, which happened to be in six days time.

And he never smiled anymore.

"Are you all right sockhead. Your scaring me." Edd gazed up at Eddy with tired eyes. "Eddy, it's only my day of birth, you know that."

"Yeah, but..." Honestly, Eddy thought this, but noticed something else was hanging over Edd's head, behind Edd, Eddy thought for a moment that he could see a dark figure watching them from the window. but it then disapeared.

"But you seem pretty down, Ya know. It's your birthday right?" Edd nodded, but looked like he was fighting back tears "Yes."

They all then looked over to the door of Edd's house which seemed that there was someone knocking on it from the door slipped open slightly and a white glove made of satin popped out and gestured for Edd to come there.

"Oh, Mother Is calling, one moment fellows." Edd popped up and hurried inside, slamming the door behind him.

Ed and Eddy looked at each other in dismay, these sudden changes in their freind alarmed them and Eddy felt strangely involved, inside the house there was the sound of three people talking, two of the voices seemed to be angry, and one voice considerably higher pitched seemed to be unhappy. Finally, Edd opened the door and sauntered over to Ed and Eddy.

Tears practically covering his eyes, he hoarsly whispered "Sorry my friends "Sniffle" but Mother and Father have forbidden me from being in your prescence, goodbye for now." He turned away and weakly strolled to his door, opened it, cast a sad last glance at his friends, and shut it behind him.

Ed looked at Eddy sadly and Eddy did the same. Why was Edd banned from seeing them? Bad Influences? Birthday Preparations? Who knows. And as The two went there separate ways to their houses, Eddy decided that, no matter what it takes, he would discover the cause of Edd's Problem.

That night, Eddy sat down at his drawer with a pen and paper. Eddy then thought for a moment and clumsily scribbled: Possible Stuff. Thinking again for a second he jotted down below it\:

*Birtday

*Parents

He ran into trouble thinking of a third possibility so he scribbled out the third point. "What the heck could be wrong with sockhead?" he thought back to see if He or Ed had done anything , seeing as they had done nothing, he let out a big yawn and knew it was time for bed.

In a house close to Eddy, was a boy,He Lay curled up in bed with growing nausea of the event most children would anticapate greatly. "Goodnight." He said bluely, as he looked up to see a gloved hand shutting his door.

He crouched alone in the dark with his eyes darting from place to place His gaze eventually came to his ant farm. His once dearly beloved possesion had lately become the object of his hatred.

Squinting, he could just see the hundreds of tiny ants preparing for a feast in their domain. "Young souls... No, nonsense, utter complete nonsense. That "Gift", Once a blessing, he thought.

Now a curse...

So, was that good? Sorry if it isn't. Next chapter will hopefully be a bit better. Speaking about chapters, for the next chapter, I'll need at least two reviews for me to publish it! I know It might be a pain for those who enjoyed it, but I'll get started on it as soon as I can! Until then, see ya soon!

-WickedStar13