"Never Say Goodbye."
By:EddFanatic
Eddy began to stir from his slumber. He rolled his neck around to crack the sleep-stiff bones. He reluctantly pushed himself off the couch, knees cracking as he rose, and walked into the kitchen. Edd was sitting at his rectangular oak table, his chin propped up on his wrist. He seemed to be in a type of trance. As Eddy motioned closer, he saw countless books opened and Double D's hand busily writing. Man, even on vacation he's busy with work. Eddy thought.
He cleared his throat to draw at least a small proportion of his friend's attention. "Good morning."
"Oh," stated Double D, not even making an effort to look up from his essay, "good morning, Eddy. There are some muffins in the cabinet above the sink, help yourself."
"Thanks."
"Uh-huh." Edd replied with a grunt as he ran his fingers through his black-colored bangs that hung from underneath his usual beanie. His pencil was moving so fast that Eddy was shocked the paper didn't catch on fire from the friction.
After grabbing a cup of coffee and a muffin, Eddy sat in the chair next to Edd. He took a sip of the hot coffee to wake his throat and then began a conversation. "So? What are you doing?"
"I'm working on a essay." Replied the other, biting on his eraser out of pure habit.
"Oh." Eddy huffed, hoping to have a more enlightening conversation (now there's a shock for you). "When's it due?"
"Right after the holiday. I have to find some subjects to study, which means I'll have to leave for a while to visit Growing Pains." Edd then noticed a look of confusion on his younger friend's face. "Growing Pains is a psychology clinic for children under the age of twelve." Eddy nodded his head in reassurance of comprehending the information. "Will you be okay here while I'm gone?"
"Yeah, of course." What does he think I am? A ten year old? The old Eddy resurfaced with this thought. He quickly snapped back into the conversation. "You mind if I read your essay?"
"Go ahead. I need to go take a quick shower anyway." Edd passed Eddy the thick stack of papers and left the kitchen. As his footsteps grew more silent, Eddy began to read. He couldn't understand most of the vocabulary or the concept of the paper, but he continued to read. The shower could be heard as he rested the paper back on the table and got up. There was one statement that he really understood and could relate to. One the reminded him of his own childhood.
Those that say, don't have and those that have, don't say.
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After a while, Double D was dressed. He was wearing a dark black button up tucked into a pair of faded jeans that were ripped a couple of times at the knees. His oil black hair was hidden beneath the cap that Eddy had seen him wearing the night prior. He grabbed his essay and books and packed them into a messenger bag that he used to carrying his materials to classes. He slung the thick strap over his neck and onto the shoulder opposite the side of the bag itself. It resembled the one he had when they were in their youth only it was a slick black color and much more sophisticated.
"So, what did you think of the essay?" Edd asked in a rush, however he tried to remain polite.
"It was great, Double D. So, when do you think you'll be back?"
"That's hard to say. Really, it all depends if I find two subjects, one male and one female, that are willing to be placed under my observation. Then, of course, upon finding two willing subjects, I'll have to fill out papers to get parental permission to check them out of the clinic for a few hours and also to take full responsibility should something happen to them. Afterward, I'll have to observe them in multiple aspects of their communication with their environment and how they associate with the others they encounter."
"Whoa!" Eddy stated with amazement that Double D would do all this just to get a degree. Wait. This was Double D he was talking about; of course he would go to such extremes. "That made me tired just listening to you."
Edd rolled his eyes and double checked to make absolutely certain he had everything he would possibly need. "I'll be back as soon as I can. Bye."
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Author's Note: Okay, it is short and dull. I have to go see my friend in the hospital and I don't have much time left. Besides, chapter three is when the plot begins to thicken. It should be posted later today or some time tomorrow; it all just depends on the factors.