Edd decideed that they build a boat to go down the river. Since he didn't have proper tools he had to make those too out of whatever was around. It was getting to be so late in the day. If Eddy knew where they were going then maybe they'd be able to have a roof over their heads tonight.

"Look, Double D, I finished the head!" Ed excitedly said to Edd.

"That's very helpful, Ed. Unlike others who sit around and watch." Edd said with clear frustration.

Eddy was sitting by a rock, shading himself with a leaf. "I told yah what to build didn't I? Now, get back to work. My bro ain't gettin' any younger."

Ed noticed the exhausted sigh Edd let out.

The only reason Edd and Eddy were still friends was because of Ed. Last year the tension between them wasso strong that he could have poured gravy on it if it were mashed potatoes.

What would happen if some day they decided not to be friends anymore?

Edd and Eddy were his family. They were almost like his parents. If he didn't have friends like these he didn't know what to do. Day after day he was blamed for everythingwhen it should be Sarah's fault.

He needed to do everything to keep them together. He couldn't envision a life without them. His friendship with Edd ended for a day last year and... no he couldn't think about that. His heart was still scarred from breaking in half.

His project was done. Maybe that would make everyone feel better.

"Eddy, it's a duck, see?!" Ed exclaimed as he dragged his friend away from his spot.

It was a duck! It had the body and the head. Steam built up within Eddy. Why did these things happen when his back was turned?

"I thought you were making a boat!" He yelled pointing a finger at Edd.

"And a boat it is, Eddy. It mimics the common mallard in order to offer minimal disruption to the local fauna." Edd said proudly polishing up his own hand work.

"It's got a suana?!" Eddy misinterpreted.

Ed rose up from his spot in theboat only to catch himself in Edd's hat. "Sauna's make me sweat, more."

Edd kept his cool. It was no big deal. his hat wasn't actually off. Edd pulled his hat, but didn't go as planned. His hat stayed on Ed as he felt to the ground.

His heart began pounding. His head was revealing once more. Thankfully, not to the whole cul-de-sac, but it was worse for his friends to see.

"My eyes! They're burning!" Eddy yelled in a melodramatic way.

"You stop that!" Edd said to him as Eddy continued to giggle.

"Does it hurt, Double D?" Ed asked sounding interested.

"Oh hush!" Eddy took his hat from his friend's head abd sprayed it clean. In the past they both threatened to reveal what he was hiding forcinghim to go along with the plans.

He didn't want to think about that anymore. It only brought the terrible memory back from his childhood.

"Ed, drum roll, please?"

Ed began beating down on his stomach making drum noises as Edd proudly stood up on a rock holding a bottle held up by astring. "By the authority vested in me, sanctioned by want, I hereby christen this seaworthy vessel, the esteemed um... S.S Mutant Almost a Chicken Duck..." Edd read off the side of the boat.

"Surprised you didn't run out of paint." Eddy said to a chuckling Ed.

"Stand clear, gentleman!" Edd exclaimed as he swung the bottle forward.

He waited for the sound of a smash, but everything was silent. He opened his eyes to see the bottle swinging lightly from side to side. It didn't even make any contact with the boat. Edd's cheeks grew hot when Eddy started laughing at him. Why did that happen? Was it because he was afraid he'd hurt a little bottle?

"He muscles, can we go now? My bro'll make us eat a barnicle if we show up while he's watching Matlock."

"Really?" Edd asked as he was dropped into the boat.

"He's gonna feed us, Eddy?" Ed asked. All their stomachs were growling. They hadn't eaten since this morning.

"Heck yeah! He was the royal cook for the king in Englishland."

"You mean England, Eddy." Edd was going to call him out on that, but he kept his mouth shut. He was catching on to Eddy's game.

The boat drifted off down the river. Eddy stood on the top of the duck's head, looking ahead. Who knew if this would actually take them to his brothers. They spent the whole day walking around in circles. But, he had to be here, had to to be around here somewhere.

"It ain't nothin', but smooth sailing straight to big bro's boys!"

Eddy suddenly heard sniffling. He turned and Ed had tears in his eyes.

"What's with you?" Eddy asked in an annoyed way.

"I'm never going to see Sarah again!" He smashed his face into his hands and began sobbing.

"Why? It's not like she ever did anything nice for yah. Always gettin' yah in trouble." Eddy turned away and a sly smile came to his face. "My big bro always took the blame for me. That big lug."

This only caused Ed to get more upset. Was that another reason why Sarah didn't like him?

Edd gave Ed's shoulder a pat. "There, there, Ed. I've always longed for a sibling. That way I wouldn't feel so lonely. Why mother and father once..."

Eddy blocked out Edd's blabbering. He was lucky not to have a sibling. He remembered how he loved whenever his brother was gone for the night. Everyone did. His mother always looked so scared when he was and his Dad always looked ready to pounce of he did do anything.

All Eddy could about is that he wished he could be edd at that very moment. A part of him wished that he never had a brother so they wouldn't be in this mess right now.