A/N: This is based on the episode Summer School Blues.
Disclaimer: I don't own LWD.
Money. Edwin loved money. Only problem was that at this point in time, he was running short on money. He always liked to keep a little savings, just in case, but that was his super secret stash. He couldn't just use that.
If he had money, he could use it to buy video games, computer equipment, spying gear, and certain, erm, magazines (so he wouldn't have to sneak from Derek's stash any more). If he had money…but unfortunately, he doesn't.
So, when he saw Lizzie and Nosey, Edwin saw profit. Why hadn't he thought of it sooner? Lizzie loved animals. He loved money. It was perfect; everyone got what they wanted. What could go wrong?
He had smiled when the animals kept piling in. More animals equals more profit, and more profit is always a good thing. Could making money get any easier?
Edwin hadn't planned on actually doing any of the work. He was just the brains of the operation. He came up with the plans and Lizzie carried them out, although he would never dare say it to Lizzie. He got enough bruises from Derek as it was.
He was shocked when he had been told to walk Nosey. This was supposed to be easy money. Who had ever heard of walking gerbils? Doesn't she know I have a fear of rodents? At least it's better than touching that skink. Lizzie loves animals waaay too much for her own good.
When Edwin came back with an empty leash and a missing gerbil, his face had dropped. Great, losing their first client. They would lose credibility and go out of business in a heartbeat. So much for making money. At this point, Edwin was glad Lizzie couldn't read his mind; she would probably kill him for being more concerned about money than the stupid missing gerbil.
As Nora joined him outside to search for Nosey, Edwin had decided that mind reading wasn't such a bad idea.
Maybe I'll set up a mind reading booth; two bucks per mind reading…
I'd be sure to make money quick. People love that kind of stuff. Suckers.
Hours later, sweaty, sore, with ripped clothes, but most importantly, with Nosey safe, Nora and Edwin returned. No amount of money was worth this torture, Edwin had decided. Well, certainly not for the amount he was getting paid, anyway.
Edwin hadn't felt too disappointed about the whole matter until he had met Derek.
"Ed, I need a loan," Derek demanded.
"But Casey's giving you half of her camp salary," he protested. He knew it was in vain.
"Yeah, see, I need it tonight. Date with one of the camp kid's older sisters," He leaned in threateningly.
Edwin sighed. There was no way out of this. He went in his room, and gave most of his remaining savings to Derek.
"Trust me. If you saw the girl, you would understand. Oh, and I think I'll take the rest too. You know, a little fee, for going into my room and taking some of my magazines. Remember, Ed, nothing gets past Derek Venturi," he smirked.
Edwin Venturi, was officially broke.
But I'm Edwin Venturi, entrepreneur. I can always find a way to make money. Perhaps a lemonade stand. Or maybe I'll set up that mind reading booth. Only now, I think I'll charge four dollars per mind reading, double the profit. Or I could give financial advice…for a fee of course.
Edwin smiled at all the possibilities. He would find a way to make up the loss, no matter what the cost.
Next: Lizzie deals with envy.
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