Update/Edit: Well, I forgot to save whatever I had here before updating, but whatever. Sorry for taking so long to update, school and life got in the way. I took the time to fix some big mistakes I made in this chapter, like the PE scene that I kinda skipped. I was barely awake when I finished the chapter up and submitted it, so it didn't seem so important at the time. Also, I fixed the ending cause it was charging blindly into the relationship of the two without any development, and that's a no-no in mine, and probably many other people's Excuse Me While I Kiss This Ed: Chapter 4 - Version 2.0
Chapter 4: Such is Ed
Monday had rolled around once again meaning only one thing. School.
Edd sighed to himself as he lay in the soft, baby blue colored bed staring at the ceiling of his neat and tidy room. One of his hands twirled a strand of thick black hair around his delicate fingers as his brilliant mind mulled over the soon to come classes at Peach Creek High. The thoughts weren't on the paper he'd already written, nor on the various homework assignments he'd completed before the weekend. Instead, his thoughts dwelt upon the reason he was dressed in a pair of small boy-shorts which hugged his waist snugly and a slightly over sized white tank top.
Holding up a lock of his long hair up to inspect, the blue eyed boy let his other hand rest on the exposed flesh of his flat stomach. I need to trim this up... He thought sleepily. Maybe I could ask Jimmy, I believe he cuts most of the kids' hair in the cul-de-sac. Slowly, his eyes lazily drifted to the small, digital alarm clock across the room from his simple bed. It was still an hour before the alarm would go off.
The young man rolled over to rest on his stomach, his head facing towards the blank wall just under the window above his bed. He knew he was trying to avoid thinking about the thing that was causing his stomach to feel like it was tying itself in knots. From the wall, his sight slid backwards to himself, his eyes on the bright orange shorts hugging his rounded backside snugly, the words 'No Touch' in large white letters staring right back at him.
With a soft sigh, Edd pushed himself up to sit on his knees as he stretched with a satisfied moan followed by the sound of several pops along his back. No sense in trying to go back to sleep now. He eyed his closet door a few moments before shaking his head. I don't think I can even pick something out right now. Reaching to the simple wooden night stand, he put on a pair of large, rounded glasses and yawned, the back of his hand covering his mouth as he stretched once more. As he did his best to revive his muscles, he mused on the simple specs that sharpened his vision. He wasn't sure when it was he last wore them outside. Normally he would wear contacts which he found to be the preferred when it came to any kind of activity, especially when it came to building some scrap-parts clockwork for one of Eddy's scams.
Looking to the digital clock once more, Edd read the luminous blue numbers again. 6:08.
Slipping on his white bunny slippers as he normally did, which Nazz found rather hilarious at how 'girly' they were, the young teenager made he way out into the hall of his spotless home. Squares of yellow paper littered the doors and pictures frames, last moment reminders of something important left by his parents. His parents had already left for the day, off to their jobs. His father was a simple public accountant while his mother ran a small health food shop on the outskirts of the city nearby.
It's so surprising they actually took this change so well... Edd thought as he looked down to his smooth, pale legs as he descended the stairs. Without a second thought, he let his right hand dip down to brush over a mostly exposed thigh, the feeling of small hairs making him frown. I must remember to shave this morning... Allowing the thought to pass to the back of his mind, he focused on the task of preparing himself a breakfast.
After finding a multi-grain bagel and some organic soy cream cheese spread, the young man found himself enjoying the healthy meal with a glass of freshly made orange juice as he read the newspaper his father had most likely read only a short while ago.
The long haired young made was broken out of his reading by the sound of his doorbell. It was such a commonplace thing in the morning as his friends normally came by to pick him up to walk with them, that he didn't think twice as he moved to answer it. The clock reading 6: 57 received little attention as he made for the door to open it.
Behind the door though, was the last person he had expected to see.
"K-Kevin?" Edd chirped lightly in surprise. He watched the redhead man for a few moments and noticed a red coloring forming along the young man's cheeks. Following the gaze downward to his small shorts, Edd blushed a deep red color and hid behind the door quickly. "I-I'm sorry! Y-You see I h-haven't prepared for the d-day yet." One of the hands on the edge of the door went to fix his glasses on his nose and bit as he looked up at Kevin in embarrassment.
Adjusting his signature red hat a bit, the strong looking young man looked around a bit. "Y-Yeah that cool..." He mumbled before motioning back to his car. "I was wondering if you'd maybe like... I dunno, a ride or something to school today... Y'know... Just thought you might not wanna walk to school 'cause of the bet and all... At least on the first day... Y'know?"
Letting his eyes flick from the football player to his sleek sports car, Edd smiled appreciatively. "That's sweet Kevin. I would very much appreciate that." Nodding a bit, the long haired boy looked behind him towards the clock in the hallway. "B-But isn't it a bit early?"
"U-Umm yeah I just... I just wanted to beat the other dorks here. Y'know... To just... I guess to... Like... Make it a little easier for you I guess." Kevin mumbled staring at the ground.
Smiling a little more, Edd nodded and opened the door a bit more, following with it to stay hidden. "Please, do come in Kevin, I'll get ready quickly."
Stepping in, Kevin removed his shoes as he was politely asked by the blushing young man, once more exposed in his boy shorts. "Not too fast dork, we have plenty of time." The short haired young man smirked a bit as the one in glasses smiled and nodded running up the stairs. Green eyes instinctively followed the firm backside up the stairs then suddenly slammed shut as his mind quickly recalled that it was a young man's rear he was ogling. Double Dweeb just looks too much like a chick. Kevin reasoned shaking his head a bit as he made his way further into the living room. Casually, he took a spot on the couch and snatched for the remote placed neatly on the table beside a few others, smallest to largest. Weird... The tall young man noted before turning on the television.
Meanwhile, Edd found himself holding up a small, white hoodie up to himself in the mirror. Its long sleeves were a little past his fingers, but the rest of it would hold close to his form. Switching, he held up a pair of low-hip jeans, giving a slight nod. Setting them on hooks carefully, he turned to his dresser with a gulp.
Pulling open the most bottom drawer, his eyes winced at the sights of various panties of different fashions. He could recall he exact conversation that he had with Nazz when she was explaining the problem with the jeans he had picked out.
"You see, it's kinda trampy to wear these pants while wearing normal panties." Her hands motioned to a small rack behind herself. "Even these thongs are t-" Edd had blushed and looked away. "C'mon Double D! You'll be wearing these soon enough!"
"Shhh!" The young man attempted to silence the girl, a few fellow patrons looking over curiously for a moment. "I-I refuse to wear those!" He whispered harshly.
A sly grin on the young woman's face made him squirm a bit. "Oh ho... Dude, you're in for a treat then..." Grabbing his wrist, Nazz pulled Edd to a far corner of the lingerie store, pointing out a rack with what could be barely passed off for clothing. "Ta-daa! Low-cut panties, for those who don't wanna go commando or show off what panties they're wearing. For those a bite more adventurous, we also have extra-low-cut."
Edd blushed a bit as he reached in and pulled out a random pair in the 'low-cut' pile, he quickly grabbed the rest of his clothing and made a b-line for the bathroom.
After taking a longer than expected shower, the young Ed sighed as he dried himself off. Being freshly cleaned, shaved, and woken up made him feel great. He let his blue eyes run over his naked for in the mirror briefly, smiling slightly. Giving into self-indulgence and a bit of narcissism, Edd had to admit. He had a good figure.
After striking a silly 'sexy pose' at himself and giggling about it, the long haired boy brushed his teeth and such before dressing. Under his white hoodie rested a form fitting white t-shirt, a small picture of a black puppy running around on the bottom of the front.
Finally, the young man found his way downstairs, a pink blush on his face matching a certain pair of panties he happened to grab out of embarrassment. He didn't think to change them out due to time constraints so simply bit the bullet.
Rounding the stairs, Edd stopped, tilting his head as he observed the scene before him. Kevin sat on the simple couch within the living room, the news on the television giving their view on some story. His right arm sat propped up on the arm rest, his cheek resting in his hand as he breathed slowly and evenly, sure signs of sleep.
Adjusting his satchel backpack, the long haired young man moved closer giggling lightly. Standing before the young man, Edd leaned forward a bit and shook on Kevin's shoulder gently. "Wake up Kevin, we need to leave soon."
A green eye opened slowly, followed by the other one, both blinking a few times before focusing on Edd. "O-Oh... Hey dork." Kevin grinned a bit as he stood up, looking down towards the young Ed. "Sorry about that... I'm normally still asleep."
"I don't doubt it. It was very kind of you to come pick me up." Edd smiled and bowed his head a bit. "Oh! I should leave a note for Eddy and Ed. I hope they're not too angry with me..." He ran into the kitchen and back out once more, a small yellow sticky-note in hand. "Ready?"
The two were soon driving off down the street. It occurred to Edd though that he'd never been in Kevin's car which made him feel a bit uneasy. He recalled that when he first got the car he enjoyed doing tricks in it once in awhile, much like he did on his bike back only a few years ago.
"Don't worry dork, I'll be careful." The older of the two snickered a bit as if reading Edd's thoughts. "I'll do a few doughnuts later I guess." Kevin lets his eyes move towards Double D as he placed a small black hair band in between his lips, his hands working to gather all the thick black mane into one hand. With a deft movement, the hair was put up into a messy bun on the back of the teenager's head. "Y'know Double Dweeb..." Kevin began as the pulled to a stop at a light. "And I mean this in the most non-gay way possible... You like pretty nice today."
Blushing a bit and looking to his jean clad legs, Edd smiled a little. "Platonic."
"Eh? Wassat mean?"
"That's the nicer way of saying 'non-sexual' or in this case, 'non-gay'." The younger of the two informed softly.
Rubbing the back of his neck as the light turned green once more, Kevin laughed nervously. "Sorry... I didn't mean to offend you or anything."
"W-What? Oh no no! I-I was just... I..." Blushing, Edd shook his head. "Expanding your vocabulary..." He muttered in a very like grumble.
It was a few minutes of silence, the school within few of the two. The sun was beginning to crawl into its morning position just above the horizon, the sky bright orange, much like the driver's hair. The two pulled into a parking space, neither of them moving quite yet.
Kevin glanced to his passenger and raised an eyebrow. "I wonder... How'd you folks take the idea if the bet?"
Laughing a bit, Edd turned to look at Kevin's deep green eyes. "Surprisingly well actually. They had me bring a change of clothes though, just in case the teachers find it unacceptable. 'Eddward, your education is all we're worried about,' is what they told me."
"Well, let's hope all the Screws are okay with it... I kinda like it." With that, the young man slid out of the car, his passenger's mouth wide open in shock as he stared at the driver's seat. "Coming, dork?" The redhead called pulling their bags out of the trunk of the car.
"I thank you again Kevin, very much. I don't think I could have found the nerve to walk all the way here." The blue eyed young man mumbled as he leaned a bit against the car, his left arm rubbing his right as he stared at the dark pavement.
Placing a hand on one of the slim boy's shoulders, Kevin grinned. "Just don't expect this all the time." Watching Edd nod, the boy in the hat frowned a little. "But really Double D... I don't want you to get beat up over some stupid bet. If anyone gives you crap, just tell me."
"O-Of course Kevin." The boy in the white hoodie blushed a smile. "W-Well I'll go ahead now. I'm going to see if the nurse needs assistance today."
Nodding, Kevin watched the figure walk towards the school, his face staying stoic for a few moments. It wasn't until the young man had glanced back when he reached the front door and smiled that Kevin offered a small smile and wave back.
The blasting of a car horn made the young man jump and look out towards the street to see a black jeep barrel through the entrance to the parking lot of the school. Several large teenagers nearly hanging out of the soft-cover vehicle cheered to their team's quarterback, Kevin, as they passed by. He couldn't say that he liked them much, but they were part of his team and that was enough for the redhead to tolerate them.
Back within the cul-de-sac, Eddy grumbled to himself about the woes of attending school as his tall, barely awake friend stumbled along beside him. "Double D better let me copy his homework today..." The brown haired boy mumbled to himself looking up to Ed who gave a loud yawn.
When they reached the front door to the young man in quesiton's house, Eddy began to knock loudly. "C'mon Sockhead! Stop picking out your dress and get moving!" Waiting for a response, Eddy continued to pound on the door.
"Oh look! Sticky note!" Ed laughed in a tired tone as he reached for the yellow piece of paper on the the door.
"What, they run outta room inside already?" Eddy snickered snagging the note he hadn't noticed before. "'Dear Ed and Edd,'" The shorter of the two began, mocking Edd's voice. "'I've accompanied Kevin to school a bit early. I have done so to avoid an con... Conflict. I apologize and will see you soon. Eddward.'..." Sighing and rubbing his head, the brown eyed boy groaned. "Geeze! How'm I gonna get the homework now?"
Edd sighed as he exited the nurse's office. She didn't need any help with anything help and was in the process of speaking with the principal. At first, the long haired young man was startled and rather embarrassed at seeing the head of the school so early on the first day back to school in girl's clothing. After stuttering out a brief, half-true explanation, Edd was given a hearty clap on the shoulder by the older man who simply shook his head with a light laugh. "Crazy kids." He said in a light chuckle. After assuring Edd that he wouldn't stand for any bullying of him either, he left the office.
Adjusting the glasses on the end of his nose, the feminine young man began to notice more students beginning to make their way into the main area of the high school, a smile brightening his features as he walked over to greet one of the children from his cul-de-sac; Nazz to be specific, who was talking to Rolf at the moment.
With all of his brutally hard labor, Rolf had grown into a wall of a young man. He could easily stand his ground against even the biggest linebacker of the football team and probably win with relative ease. A patch of thick hair, a nearly navy blue-black color much like his hair, on his chin.
"Salutations Nazz, Rolf." Edd greeted as he made his way closer.
Nazz grinned a bit looking the young man over with a finger on her chin. "Lookin' good today dude. Good choice in ensemble." Looking up at the nearly seven feet tall young man, the blond nudged Rolf in the side. "Don't you think so?"
Blushing behind his glasses, Edd looked away as the shaggy haired son-of-a-shepherd inspected him a bit close. "Rolf does not know this one." Standing up straight, Rolf looked to Nazz. "Rolf cannot keep up with this horrible place's nincompoop ways!"
Feeling a rant beginning to emerge, Edd quickly placed his hand's on the young man's and patted them lightly. "I-It's me Rolf, Double D."
"Double the Ed-boy?" Rolf asked in his deep bass voice. "What are you doing in what resembles Turkey-eye's sister's clothing?"
"Remember? The bet at the party?" The young girl among the three reminded as she moved a bit of her golden locks behind her right ear.
Rolf gave a curt nod and grinned looking to Edd. "Rolf would say it seems to be going well?"
Looking to the two's expectant looks, the long haired waif nodded a bit as he rubbed one of his thin arms, looking around. "I don't think many have taken notice yet. I-I actually happened to have ran into the principal a bit ago... H-He was surprisingly supportive."
With a hearty chuckle, Rolf put an arm around Edd's shoulders. "Rolf looks forward to watching these shenanigans unfold." Clapping one of his rough, heavy hands on the cross dresser's left shoulder, the farm hand motioned ominously towards one of the hallways which split off from the main area of the simple school. "Make haste though you two. The toll of the bell draws near and brings with it the wrath of the elders." And, as it happened everyday, Rolf's wall of a form crumbled into a disheartened hunch as he pulled his feet behind him towards his classes.
"Poor guy." Nazz mumbled sympathetically towards the strong back of the retreating form.
It seemed that Rolf was right; for just as Edd was about to comment, the screaming sounding of the siren like bell made the ocean of students go silent in a collective wince of pain. The conversations of the students started up soon after the indicator of the beginning of their day went mute once more. A feeling of isolation hit Edd when he noticed that his blond counterpart was no longer beside him, causing him to play with the hem of his hoodie, his still slightly gapped teeth biting at his lower lip.
As his deep blue eyes searched amongst the faces close by him, he could feel a slight relief leak through the neurotic feelings within his mind. Who knew that the careless, unfeeling nature of teenagers and their cliques could help one's personal dilemmas?
Glad of this new revelation, the black haired young man adjusted his glasses a bit and made his way into the flow of bodies.
Thankfully, his early morning classes were mostly with the children from his cul-de-sac, thus, Edd felt that he had little to fear in terms of harsh judgment. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for he Physical Education class.
Due to never having been much of a person for much exercise, the young waif always hated the class. It was the reason he hated attending school. Tests on college level information and piles of homework were easy in comparison of running a mile within a few minutes or playing a game of football.
It wasn't a coincidence that when he thought of entering that class during the middle of the day, a horrible feeling of impending doom made its place deep inside the pit of his stomach. Edd could feel the eyes boring into him as he stepped into the boy's locker room. Humiliation flowed through his body causing his muscles to feel locked, his eyes staring at the tiled floor, the voices of his classmates reaching his ears. Oh how they would laugh at him when he changed clothing too.
Seeing no reason to humiliate himself even more with his choice of underwear, the long haired boy slipped into one of the plain, small showers with a changing area connected to it. He set his shoulder bag down on the small, white plastic bench and began to pull off his clothing with a deep sigh.
A deep blush of red colored his round cheeks as he warmed up with the rest of the class. Various chuckles and snickers wafted amongst the class as they did their stretched. A pair of small light blue shorts covered the young man's legs, much like the ones he had worn to sleep, perhaps a bit longer. Covering his chest was a large black t-shirt, reaching a little under his waist, nearly covering half of the length of the shorts. As usual, long socks came up to his knees while sneakers rested on his feet.
"I told you he's totally gay!" One of the young men in his class snickered. Edd silently recalled the large figure as being part of the football team, several of his buddies sitting around him. "Ya'll owe me some money now!"
Silence was all Edd offered back as he bit his lip once more, focusing on his stretches. One thought running through his mind.
I sure do wish I had my hat...
As usual, following the stretches, the class was told to do several laps around the gymnasium. During the warmer seasons and even sometimes in the autumn, they would have been on the track, but due to the near freezing temperatures outside, the students were forced to deal with the much smaller quarters.
Also, following the normal routine of things, Edd found himself doing his best to keep up with the mob, albeit at the very back. It was no surprise when some of the better athletes began to pass him a second or even third time. What happened though, was a bit strange. While some of them normally offered words of encouragement when the passed, they were dead silent, not even sparing a glance to the astute boy. He would offer smiles at them, only to be ignored, causing him to feel a bit disheartened.
For the most part, it wasn't that much of a bother. He could understand that perhaps his sudden change of a appearance would throw some off, it was only natural. It wasn't until he noticed the presence of nearly four figures around him that he felt a grave feeling deep in his stomach.
His sapphire eyes went to look to the young men about him, all of them nearly a foot taller than himself and outweighing him by one hundred or so pounds. The football players that had taken notice of his cross dressing antics so quickly had gathered around him like a pack of wolves looking to take down prey.
Double D gulped back his fear and looked up to the blond young man beside him. "C-Can I h-help you?"
The beast of a teenager narrowed his dark brown eyes and moved a bit closer, nearly bumping into Edd. "Yeah, you little faggot..." He began, the hand closest to the teenage prodigy reaching up to the slim shoulder. "Take a break." The blond growled. And with the strength of a falling bookshelf against the back of his neck, Edd found himself thrown to the floor face first. He felt the frames of his glasses snap between his eyes and slide along the ground, the crunching of lenses breaking under heavy feet soon following.
Little time was spent on the pain running through his face, even on the glasses that were ruined. The distinct feeling of a foot landing on his hand and twisting slightly made the lithe boy cry out in sharp pain, his eyes snapping shut. Light snickers from the jocks making him whimper a bit as he sat up, nursing the quickly bruising appendage.
"Oh hey man, you okay?" Asked a different football player, his dark brown hair highlighted with blond tips put into a faux-hawk style. He features showed concern, but even through his bleary vision, Edd could see the teasing, hate filled feelings. Without waiting for a response, a hand roughly gripped Edd's own injured one like a vice, another loud whimper of pain forcing itself up from his throat.
With the caring gentleness of a car wreck, the snickering young man pulled Edd to his feet and ran off to join his nearly cackling friends.
Edd could only continue his meek jog, cradling the now purple-ish hand.
Hoping for something easy on such a horrible day, the black haired boy listened to the coach as he explained their activity for the day. Maybe it would be something like frisbee or even hacky-sack, something without much work involved.
As irony would have it, Edd found himself staring across the middle of the gym to a team of his fellow students, several rubber balls lined up in the middle, the teenagers ready to rush forward to grab them to begin their brutal sport. Dodgeball...
Gulping his fear back, the slim teenager concentrated a bit, trying to make out faces on the other side. His blurred vision offered nothing to him, making him feel even worse. He knew that he was always targeted in this horrible game because he was so meek. Seeing who would aim for it made it a bit easier though. The game begin and the sounds of squeaking sneakers filled the large room.
Nearly four minutes into the game, Edd heard his name called loudly. Just as he turned, a large round object made itself perfectly clear to him as it neared his face. Such force caused his head to snap back, knocking him off balance and onto his back.
The middle-aged man, their coach, signaled to the blue eyed teenager to leave the court, which Edd was all too happy to do, he was glad to be away from such horrible treatment. But, just as he was about to step out of bounds, another ball collided with the side of his head, just as the blond jock from before 'tripped' beside him, a hand reaching out to catch himself on the slim boy.
Edd froze in place at the feeling of his shorts sliding down his smooth legs.
The class went dead silent as everyone stared at the light pink, low-hip panties covering the young man, a smiling cloud on his rounded bottom. Edd wished he could die on the spot. He heard the insincere apology mumbled from the football player who handed him back the shorts, the hint of a smile on his lips.
Fresh tears began to streak Edd's cheeks as he snatched them from the tall boy's grip and ran towards the locker room.
His brutal verbal torture was over within an hour, lunch following. He could feel the quivering feeling in his chin, the sign of impending sobs, as his vision began to blur. The sounds of the voices of his best friends, Ed and Eddy, barely registered to him as he pushed through the mobs of bodies making way for the cafeteria.
Meanwhile, the two Eds glanced at each other in confusion. Never had they been ignored so bluntly by their brainy buddy.
"Geeze! Sockhead's been flaky all day! I'm gonna hafta make him design something really complicated for the next scam." Eddy grumbled crossing his arms.
"I have a special shampoo for flakies he can use Eddy!" The tall redhead announced happily. The shortest of the three Eds simply looked up at his monobrowed friend in terrible disgust. He never wanted to relive the episode of dandruff snow again.
Within the halls of the school, the slim young Ed felt the heavy tears begin to stream down his cheeks. He didn't know exactly where he was trying to escape to, nor where he was actually walking, he could barely see at all.
Angry thoughts brewed in his mind, causing him to shake his head to release them. He couldn't comprehend the reason for people being so unkind. Even if they wished to make fun of him, why couldn't they at least say it when he wasn't in earshot.
So blind to his surroundings, Edd failed to spot the figure walking through the halls in a gray sweat suit. It barely registered in his mind until he collided with said figure full force.
"I-I," Began the black haired young man as his eyes spotted one of the school's coveted pizza slices on the ground, its deep red sauce beginning to form a dark stain on the school's navy blue carpeting. "I-I wasn't watching. I'll pay y-you back." Edd sniffled. He could feel another wave of sobs just beginning to burst forth. Was it his fate to be suddenly hated by the males of his school? Had the Witches conspired to makes his life miserable all of a sudden. "Y-You umm, I'm so... I wasn't watching."
Unknown to Edd, the source of the reason for his feminine appearance stood right before him. Kevin watched as the meek young man before him began to practically fall apart. His curious features began to fall as the normally articulate young man's words began to change into incomprehensible whimpers and sobs.
"Whoa whoa whoa Double D. What's wrong man?" The suddenly concerned teenager asked as he placed one of his hands on the slim shoulder, his other holding a stack of papers and folders. Shock hit the taller teenager as the feminine young man pressed forward into the strong body, his hands gripping at the fabric of Kevin's sweater, his face hiding in the cloth.
Blushing a bit and looking around, the hat wearing young man lead Edd towards an empty classroom, his arm around the heaving shoulders as comforting as he could muster. He sat the young man down in one of the desk's chairs and stood before his shaking form, the paperwork left to the side. Kevin waited a few moments as Edd's sobs slowly calmed down to soft whimpering, his fingers wiping his eyes under the thick lenses of his glasses.
Kneeling down to look up at the blue eyed young man, Kevin offered a small smile. "You okay now Double D?" A meek nod made him grin. "Okay, so, what's wrong?"
Sniffling a bit, the pale young man wiped his eyes and took in a deep, ragged breath, closing his sore eyes. He began to recall to Kevin the day of insults and abuse he had to deal with, how the football team were making bets on him and teasing him all throughout class. All too soon, the unsettling feeling of sorrow began to work its way back into his system, his lip quivering as he gripped the jeans on his legs.
"Double D, man..." Kevin mumbled as he stood up. His deep olive green eyes looked back towards the door then towards his shaking friend. Within his mind, he told himself that he really should do what he was about to do. No moral sense could be made out of it. Maybe if just to help a childhood friend.
Edd found himself beginning to cry again, even as the gentle hands pulled him slowly to his feet. "I-I'm sorry Kevin." He found himself mumbling over and over again. He jumped as a pair of arms circled his back and pulled him close to the well fit form of Kevin. Edd looked up to the smirk looking down at him. "Oh... Th-thank you." Edd sniffed and smiled, leaning his head on the shoulder offered.
"Yeah yeah, dork." Mumbled the sweat suit covered form as he patted the now still back awkwardly. He released the slim body which leaned back against the desk, blushing a bit. "Y'know, Double D, you really don't need to go through with the bet. If Dorky gets mad, tell him to bring his shit to me. I don't wanna see you get hurt for some money."
Biting at his lip, Edd shook his head a bit. "I really don't want to end this just yet..." He looked up to the concerned green eyes and huffed a bit. "I'm not going to give into those bullies." A slight pause and an unsure look from Kevin made the long haired teenager rub his injured hand. "U-Unless it get's worse than this."
Looking to the painfully discolored flesh on Double D's hand, Kevin made horrified face. "Holy crap! You need to go to the nurse!"
"You forget that I help out a lot there." Edd reminded the young man who watched him. "I don't think it's anything too bad... Just a bit of bruising..." He showed this by flexing his hand a twitch, wincing a bit. "I-I'll be sure to keep an eye on it."
Huffing a bit and shaking his head, Kevin crossed his arms. "Be sure you do, dork."
Humming an affirmative, Edd noted the paperwork under his hand and raised an eyebrow curiously. "What's this?"
"Oh, just some work for Health class. I gotta grade some of the tests."
Gathering his bag and the paper, Edd smiled and made his way over to the taller of the two. "P-Perhaps I can help? For helping me?"
Eying the sincere young man, Kevin shrugged a bit. "Sure, why not? Let's stop by the cafeteria first though, I need something to replace that pizza you made me drop." Seeing the small frown, the redhead grinned and nudged Edd with his elbow. "Cheer up dork, I was kidding."
Edd laughed a bit and nodded, moving a bit of hair behind his left left ear.
Better? I certainly hope so! As always, I adore reviews, especially constructive ones and silly ones. Chapter five is going to be started soon enough, look for it in the near-ish future!
PS: As a final note in this chapter, I'm going to be working on a Camp Lazlo fic soon. I adore Edward/Lazlo and I blame the artist hot-choc on Deviant Art for it. Seriously, I never really liked anything that had to do with Camp Lazlo, except the show. Come to think of it, I never was a fan of male slash until I stumbled upon their work. Huh, weird. Anyway! Go check it out! The design they gave Edward and Lazlo (their human forms that is) are what I'm going to be using more or less.