WhOOt

10:43 a.m.

Although he was sleeping under a tree, Eddy finally had a good nights sleep. The thought of seeing his brother again gave him strength, and hope.

He opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the sunlight peering through the trees branches. He could hear the birds singing, the wind blowing through the leaves on the trees. The grass seemed so much greener. He had never seen such a beautiful day.

Eddy stood up. He stretched himself out and yawned. He rubbed his eyes and was able to see things more clearly. He could see children playing with each other while their parents went on with their business...

His parents. Boy, was he going to get busted when he got home.

But he didn't worry about those things at the moment. Only one thing was on his mind.

I'm hungry.

Eddy took a few steps through the grass. He took a deep breath into the fresh morning air.

Suddenly, everything went black. He fell backwards, unconscious.

Hey, kid!

Kid, wake up! You alright?

Hey!

Eddy opened his eyes. His head was in great pain.

"Hey, kid, you alright?"

Eddy snapped out of his dizziness. He could see a few people staring at him from above.

"Back off, people!" Someone shouted. The people cleared away as a man with a bucket full of water and a rag came and sat by him. The man dipped the rag in water and put it on Eddy's forhead.

"Ya got hit in the head with a frisbee, kid." Said the man. "Hit you pretty good."

Eddy moaned. If Edd were there with him, he'd call this a 'stroke of bade luck'...

"Try to sit up, kid." The man said. Eddy slowly lifted his back from the ground. He gave out a small yalp from the sharp pain in his head, but it soon wore off. Eddy got a better look at the man who helped him. He had short black hair with a short black beard. Though he didn't say so, he was thankful for the man.

"Want some lemonade, kid? Maybe it'll wake you up alittle."

"Eh.. sure.''

The man helped Eddy up from the grass and led him to a lemonade stand. The man stepped behind the stand and poured Eddy a glass of lemonade. "25 cents, kid." He said.

Eddy frowned.

"Jeez kid, can't you take a joke?" The man scooted the glass toward Eddy.

"Uh.. thanks." Eddy said, taking a sip of lemonade. He spat the drink in to the grass and wiped his mouth.

"This is terrible!" Eddy exclaimed. He suddenly blushed, realizing how rude he sounded.

"what," The man said. "You don't like lemonade."

"Uh... Sorry."

"Forget 'bout it."

There was a pause. Eddy stared out into nothing as he put down the lemonade glass onto the stand.

"So what brings you to New yYork?" The man asked.

"Just... Wanted to see the big apple." Eddy said. The man smirked.

"Don't try and lie to me. What are you really doing here?" he asked.

Eddy was silent for a moment. :"I'm looking for someone."

"Who?"

The man's face suddenly became serious. "You look like you got problems, kid."

Eddy looked up at him. He sighed. "I'm looking for my brother. Redwood park was his favorite place to go, so I figured he'd be here... But he's not."

The man looked down at his hand, then looked back up at Eddy.

"Maybe I've seen him. What does he look like?"

This time Eddy smirked. The thought of some stranger knowing who his brother was, who disapeared years ago, sounded funny to him. "He has blue spikey hair. Kinda has my face."

The man laughed. Eddy looked annoyed.

"Sorry, kid." He said. "No one in the right mind would come 'round here with blue hair... Some people here just have problems with weird looking people... Trust me."

Eddy's heart sank. Was coming all the way here for nothing?

"Uhm... Yeah, thanks... Anyway."

There was a long silence.

"You're not from around here, are you, kid?" The man asked, breaking the silence.

"How can you tell?" Eddy asked. The man chuckled.

"Usually kids your age would have some sort of tatoo of peircing. Sounds strange, I know, but there are alot of wackos around here."

"Oh, uh, yeah. I came a long way..."

"Alone?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, good." The man shook Eddy's hand. "It was nice meeting you kid."

"Thanks for helping me out with the whole frisbee thing." Eddy said, letting go of the man's hand. Eddy felt something in his hand. He opened it up and there was a ticket.

"That there's a plane ticket." Said the man. "Should get you where you need to go."

"Thanks, but... You don't know where I live." Said Eddy.

"Nope." Said the man. "No I do not."

Eddy was confused, but he didn't want to refuse the ticket. It might actually help him out.

"Well... Nice meeting you. See ya." Said Eddy. He was just about to walk out of the park when he heard a shout from behind..

"I hope you get home safe, kid! Watch out for them frisbees!"

At that moment, Eddy knew for some reason, the man threw the frisbee.

Hope you liked this chapter! I'll keep updating:D