Blending In: Drabbles and One Shots

by Helpless-Lemon

This series is part of a bunch of drabbles set in my crossover fanfiction, Blending In. These are random and will be uploaded at any time, focusing on a variety of characters within the series. This will be set at random times and will attempt to not spoil the main series.

6. Power

Eddy knew how to take calculated risks, believe it or not. He was an impulsive idiot half of the time and did make sure the possibility of failure wasn't too high.

It was honestly the reason why he took this job. This whole thing may be more… extreme than anything else they've ever done, but he couldn't help but feel that despite the possibility of failure, it was worth it.

He may be known for his greed, but that didn't mean he didn't recognize power as being just as important.

Power and money meant security. That was something his parents always taught him, whether they meant to or not. Whenever his dad brought up how he spent eating bread for dinner, when his mother talked about how the rich kids in her neighborhood made sure no one hung out with her. Even if his brother did when he got away with more than his fair share of shady stuff just because he was well known in Peach Creek.

Eddy was raised to recognize the value of a dollar and the value of power. And with Monsters and Legends, this was exactly what he was finding.

Magical power was obvious. Bloodgood obviously hadn't meant for him to actually find a way to use it, but then he brute forced it by finding a loophole. Whenever his hands lit up with blue fire, he couldn't help but feel like he had actual control over his life, an obvious show of power that people wouldn't mess with. Something he wanted more of, in a way.

That didn't even account for the social and political power he was technically getting. It may be high school, but all of the kids in Ever After High? Most of them are monarchs that he could garner favor from if he were careful. Apple, despite his misgivings about her, was easily the best one to make friends with.

Eddy knew that if he mentioned these thoughts to anyone, they'd assume he going to become a supervillain. They'd be wrong, but it wasn't like he'd be offended. He wasn't going to take over the world or something. He didn't even want to.

Like he said before, money and power mean security. Security from hunger, security from poverty, and even from social exile. And he was going to work for it, fairly or unfairly.

He was going to get enough of it so he, and his friends, would never be hurt by anyone ever again.