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eene-fangirl · 5 years

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This is a scene that is based on @nintendogal55 and I’s crossover of Ed, Edd n Eddy, and Titanic. This story takes place a month or two after the events on the Titanic. There are a few more scenes to come based on this story. I hope you enjoy!

“Eddy! Double D!” Ed called out to his friends. Edd and Eddy looked up towards the entrance of the tunnel that surrounded the bridge. Just then Ed appeared with excitement written all over his face, along with the dirt. Edd wasn’t going to complain. This was expected from living life as a poor man on the streets with little to no money. Though he was happier than he ever was.

“What is it, Ed?” Eddy asked him.

“You won’t believe our good luck! Guess what I found?”

“Ed, I swear if you got us tickets to that stupid Titanic movie, you’re out of your mind! Still makes me sick that they made a movie only a month after the damn thing sinks!”

Edd nodded in agreement, wrapped an arm around his love to help him calm his nerves. He still had recurring nightmares of the ship and being separated from his dear friends on that night of terror.

“No, no, it’s not that! I think I found somewhere we can stay!” Ed declared.

Now, Ed had his friend's full attention. “You don’t say? Where is this accommodation, Ed?” Edd asked him.

“It’s close to the city. It’s this old abandoned house!” Ed waved his hands in the air in excitement.

“Sounds too good to be true,” Eddy commented. He never had luck in his dreams either. Then again, he couldn’t say that after looking at Edd. In the end, winning that ticket brought him to Edd. Plus, he finally made it back to America.

“We could check it out. If it proves to have the needed shelter we could acquire the house at night,” Edd pointed out.

Agreeing, the Eds took what little of what they had over their shoulders, including their money. To think that their crafty scams, Ed and Eddy’s art, Edd’s inventions and music shows they’d put on were a delight to the crowds in New York. The money was only enough to get them food for right now. Even then they had to eat little to save for the future.

The Eds traveled through the busy streets of New York City. Some people turned up their noses. The smell wasn’t all that appealing. Despite his new position, Edd was glad to have returned to New York after spending months in Europe. When he returned on the Titanic, Edd had the feeling that everything would change. He had no idea that it was going to be like this. Anything to be with his new friends, his love, and be free.

The house was closer than expected. It was close to the busy city but it was enough distance to make them feel settled in this busy town. Once they approached closer, the house was tucked away on the grounds of tall grass which hadn’t been cut for some time. And it was somewhat open land compared to the houses next to it who sat too closely.

The windows were boarded up. The colors were so faded but weren’t unsettling in any way. In fact, the house felt welcoming. Its design was smaller compared to the others. People must have passed it up for years now, thinking little of it, that it would never amount to anything.

“What do you guys think?” Ed asked awaiting for his friend's opinion. “I didn’t check the inside yet.”

“Might as well,” Edd responded. Normally, he wouldn’t think of going inside a deserted house. But now, he didn’t care. He never had the opportunity to explore in his old life. In which he was never going back.

Walking up to the house, Eddy knocked and listened for an answer. The door was just ready to fall off its hinges. Carefully, walking inside, it was dark. No electricity seemed to work. To their luck, a couple of candles sat on the tables. Once, Edd lit a match he held it up to illuminate the house. Cobwebs everywhere.

“Dusty, dusty, dusty!” Edd remarked looking around. Eddy smiled at him. He’d never get tired of that.

There was a small set of stairs. And a clock at the top which had stopped. The men couldn’t tell if whoever lived here prior was rich or middle class. Eddy knew for a fact that this was not third-class living conditions. Their houses were even smaller and very crowded.

Exploring more of the house, there was a small sitting room with chairs and a small couch. Even those were dusty. Wallpaper peeled off the walls. Still, furniture and the walls were in fine condition. Nothing like a little cleaning and they could spend their time in this room planning for the next scams, making entertainment for themselves, or relaxing.

Even better was that there was a small kitchen with an old rusted fridge. Whoever lived here once must have been chased away having to abandon their home.

And there were two separate bedrooms! They were on opposite sides of the house. Aside from the dust and no electrcity the abandoned house still looked suitable to sleep in. Some other time they’d check the upstairs fearing the possibility of falling through the stairs.

“What do you think?” Ed asked again.

Edd smiled from ear to ear. They could make a home out of this place. “It’s a suitable area. Just needs a tidy cleaning.”

“Yeah, and with a little paint, we’re livin’ the high life! Oh, and a hammock can go over the beams!” Eddy joked.

“Oh, Eddy!” Edd threw his arms around Eddy’s neck to bring them closer, touching their noses. Remembering that Ed was still in the room, Edd and Eddy put their moment on hold.

Even after a month, they were still unsure about how to act when in public. One thing was for sure was that they could not show any signs of affection in public. An officer was close to chasing them down one day just when he saw them holding hands. Not to mention, one night, a group of kids threw rocks at them from the top of the bridge and then ran off calling them foul names.

“I think I’ll go to town and try to find some food. The cafes usually throw out stuff in the garbage now!” And Ed disappeared.

Right then, Edd and Eddy felt every bit of excitement. They were alone. The couple hadn’t felt this lingering sense of togetherness since... that night. When Eddy drew him. Naked. And then they made love in that care in the storage area of the Titanic in close proximity to the hot boiler room.

Now they had a chance to be together, to be alone, in a bed instead of sleeping on the uncomfortable cobblestones. Edd had to admit that the view of the night sky from under the bridge was breathtaking. And romantic.

“Are we home?” Edd asked Eddy.

Eddy smiled, wrapping his arms around Edd’s thin frame. “We are now.”

#ed edd n eddy #eene #titanic #the eds #titanic never let me ed #eene fanfiction #eddeddy

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voyages-extraordinaires · 6 years

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C:R ~VE~ Chapter 24

“My Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie lies over the sea...”

Impey's eyes are on the moon, timing his song with his footsteps in the sand. Finally, he reaches a picture-perfect view of the moon and stops, turning to look up at it.

The moon is so big in the sky that it looks like it could dip right into the sea.

“... Never gonna get tired of this view. Feels like I could just--” humoring himself, Impey reaches out towards the moon, squeezing one of his eyes shut so it looks like his fingers are encircling it.

“Hey, old man...” Impey trails off. “What do you think of the situation I’ve gotten myself in?”

He puts his hands in his pockets and shrugs. “I mean, the obvious thing to do would be to hitch a ride back to London and get back to work on our project. I could make plenty of progress, and then when Nemo gets back I could get his opinions, right?”

He kicks his feet in the sand, watching it arc up and plop into the surf.

“That Victoria really screwed everyone up! I can’t just... sit there and take her money while she’s hunting down my friend. That doesn’t sound like me at all! That would be really, really rotten!”

Impey rubs the back of his head, grimacing.

“But, what then? I can’t make much progress without funds. It was sweet of Polly-chan to offer, but she’s in the same situation as the rest of us. She left her job, right? I can’t let her blow her savings on me, not when I know she and Nemo will come up with some big crazy love project sooner or later.”

He straightens up and sighs. “And oh, oh boy, Nemo... there’s no way I could talk to him about this, he’d be all like ‘Impey Barbicaaane! In the pursuit of glorious science, the fate of one man is insignificant or... something... bla bla bla bla...”

The genius scientist in question clucks his tongue. “Hmmm~ no... no no no, noooot quite! You have to say it with more paaaaassion! Now, shall we try it again? IMPEEEEYYYYY~ BARBICAAAAAANE~!!”

“H-How long have you been lurking back there?! If you keep on yelling like that, even the moon’ll hear you!”

Nemo walks up beside Impey, a grin on his face. “Theeeen, maybe you should give it a try? If you want the moon to hear you... then cry out with all your soooooooooul!”

“Yeah, going to give that one a hard pass,” says Impey.

Surprisingly, the two men are able to relish the quiet, watching the water roll in and out under the moon’s draw.

“Impey Barbicane...” of course, Nemo is the one to end the silence. “You told me that it took your mentor decades to build the gravity alleviator. Don’t you think you’ve spent enough time here? Go back to London.”

“First you did this with Polly-chan, and now me, huh?”

Nemo looks over at Impey, a confused expression on his face.

“You just keep on trying to push us away, Nemo. Well, I’m not going to let you, so you’d better quit it.”

"...What’s going on in that moon-bound brain of yours...?”

Impey laughs at Nemo’s question, but then he goes quiet to stare out over the sea, and the goal that keeps on getting farther and farther away from him.

“When I get back to London, I’m cutting ties with Victoria,” he says. “And don’t you dare say any crap about how I don’t have to do it because of you or whatever-- I do have to do it because of you.”

“Impey Barbicaaaane... what happened back then--”

“I’m talking about right now! With this warrant crap! I’m not going to stand by and let my best friend--”

Impey only stops when Nemo lets out a high-pitched squeak.

“Uhhh... you okay?”

Nemo has his hand over his mouth as tears well up behind his goggles. He nods once, then again with so much force that it looks almost like a bow.

“Best... best frieeeeeeend...!” he sniffs loudly.

“Aw, jeez, Nemo...” Impey shakes his head. “Don’t get all soggy on me!”

Nemo’s voice hitches as he inhales, “I-- Impeeeeeyyy!”

“Woah!”

Impey can barely brace himself as Nemo clasps him in a tight hug.

“All right, all right, I love you too, come on...” Impey pats Nemo on the back.

“If thaaaaat’s the case, then you simply muuuuust go on our voyage!” Nemo takes a step back, gesturing grandly.

“Look, I get that you want me to go, but--”

“Just liiiiiiiiiiisten!” Nemo shushes Impey. “You don’t have a bounty on your head, soooo... I need you to be there to tell the world our discoveries.”

“Wait, what? Come on, have a little faith in our friends! They’ll be able to fix this up, I know it.”

Nemo shakes his head. “Always the optimist, areeeeen’t you... well, say that they dooooon’t. It’s always good to have a back-up plan, right?”

Impey looks away, not wanting to consider it.

“Going to London right now would be a baaaaad idea for me, but you! Fwahahahahaaa--! Yes, you would certainly be able to share our research! And when you do that, why... a transcontinental journey like this will get international attention, and then you’ll be back in business with patrons from the wooooorld over!”

“L-Look, it sounds great and all, but what about that Aleister guy? Won’t he be ticked if I go spouting off about this?”

“Oh, pleeeeease,” Nemo waves his hand. “His condition was for his own anonymity! He’d be a fool if he thought that I could keep quiet about this magnificence~!”

Nemo then looks away with a grimace. “I’m not inclined to pay attention to what he wants right now, anyway. It’s quite a large bump in our friendship, Aleeeeeeeeister~! If he thinks I’ll obey him like a caged animal, he’s wroooooooooooong!”

Impey stares at him. Even after all that Aleister did to him, Nemo still wants to call him a friend... Impey can’t help but think that it’s a little bittersweet.

But at least now Nemo has people who will really support him.

“Well...” Impey looks back up at the moon. “I guess after all that I have just one thing to say to you.”

Nemo tilts his head with a “hrrmph?”

“It’ll be pretty interesting watching the moon from below the water, won’t it?.”

-----

Cardia and I are looking over the results from one of Nemo’s rifle tests. It’s quiet without the boys around, but there’s plenty to keep us occupied.

“It’s incredible!” I look upon the rifle in admiration. “Have you seen the bullets, Cardia? Steel-coated glass packed with electricity! I hope we never have to use them on the sublime creatures of the deep, but I feel safe knowing we’ll have them. Oh, Cardia, think of it! Walking on the bottom of the sea as though you’re strolling through a park! Fish flitting about like birds! Magnificent!”

Cardia is looking at me more than the rifle, an amused smile on her face. “It does sound pretty amazing.”

I look over at her, my cheeks reddening when I realize that I was rambling. “Sorry, I guess I got a little excited.”

“No, don’t apologize,” says Cardia. “Your dream’s about to come true, isn’t it? Actually, I was just thinking... when you’re excited like this, you remind me a bit of Impey and Nemo... it’s like your heart is so full that you can’t help but talk about it, or you’ll burst Right?”

“That’s such a cute way of describing it,” I say, holding a hand to my chest. “Yes... that is how it feels. Like you just want to shout to the whole world how incredible it all is.”

“That’s just how I see it...” Cardia continues, looking out one of the windows. “I think, when you’re in love with someone, you begin to grow fond of things that others might think are strange or even annoying.”

My face grows redder as I look down at Nemo’s documents. On the surface she’s clearly referring to my infatuation with a man that the word “eccentric” can only barely begin to describe, but I can’t help but think there’s something deeper. A feeling burning in her man-made heart.

“Yes, I think you’re right about that, Cardia. But, tell me...” I turn my head to look at her. “You’re thinking about Impey when you say things like that, aren’t you?”

Cardia closes her eyes as though she’s deep in thought. After a moment of contemplation, she nods. “Yes, I am.”

Well, that was surprisingly quick. I guess she’s come to terms with it already. Now, if only Barbicane was on the same page!

“I wish you all the luck in the world, Cardia,” I say.

She nods, beaming at me. “Same here! I really, really hope you’ll be happy, too!”

She’s so precious, but my admiration for Cardia is cut off when the warehouse doors fly open and the object of my affections comes swaggering into the room with his arms outstretched.

“Deaaaaaaaaaaar ladies!” Nemo’s voice booms through the room. “It is a greaaaaaaaaaaat pleasure to announce that Impeeeeeeey Barbicane will be joining us on the Harper~!”

“You convinced him?!” I leap to my feet, excitement flying through my limbs like electrcity. “Oh, Nemo, you absolute wonder!” I throw myself into his arms with such force that he has to take a step back to brace himself , though he’s giggling all the while. I can’t even help it as my foot pops back girlishly!

It feels so good when he wraps his arms around me, and I let out a surprised shriek when he pulls me up and twirls us around.

We both open our mouths to ask each other questions, to chatter excitedly about our plans, but our words melt as our lips connect in the best way we can express our joy.

And yet, it doesn’t feel close enough. Our arms are entwined around each other, our bodies pressed together, and yet I find myself craving so much more.

“Um...”

I can barely contain myself, my fingers fumbling as they reach around Nemo’s collar and under his jacket, seeking the warmth of his skin.

“So, are we concluding our work today, or...”

Ah, that voice. That’s...

“Cardia!”

I quickly push Nemo back (”Urk!!”) and look at Cardia with wide eyes. “Cardia, I’m so sorry, that was terribly rude of me, you shouldn’t have had to see that! It was entirely unprofessional of me!”

I pause long enough in my apology to breathe.

Cardia just shakes her head, and I distract myself by looking over the results again, though my heart is still pounding.

“Y-Yes... the rifles can be brought on-board now... the diving suits are all green, too. With Barbicane on board now he might want to change the provisions, but other than that, we’re right on schedule.”

I fan myself with one of the notepads, trying to clear my head.

“If that’s the case, then I think I’ll try to find Impey,” says Cardia. “Um... you two have a good night, then.”

“Nooooooooot so fast!” Nemo holds a hand up. “I have some business with you, Impey Barbicane’s Cute Assistaaaaaant~!”

Cardia looks nervously over at me and I shrug, unsure of what he means.

“Oh, don’t look so scaaaared~” Nemo’s goggles glint. “After all, what I’m offering you is a place on my chariot soaring through liquid space! Yeeeeeees, the daughter of Isaac Beckford! Certainly, certainly it would only be fitting to invite you on this glooooorious journey!”

“... Huh?”

Cardia looks honestly baffled, like it hadn’t even occurred to her that she might be joining us on this trip.

“Me? You want to invite me to go on the Harper’s maiden voyage?”

She looks at me again, this time looking for validation.

I clear my throat. “It might be a little too bold of me to say this... but, besides Nemo, I can’t think of anyone I would rather go on this voyage with.”

For some reason, Cardia’s cheeks redden as she looks at the floor.

“It sounds like a grand adventure,” she finally says. “I want to go with you.. and Impey... but... I want to talk to my brother first, and everyone back in London.”

Nemo grimaces. “It’s hiiiiiiiiiighly doubtful that the transmitter I gave Aouda will still be in range...”

“Maybe not that transmitter,” I say. “But Smith has been keeping in contact with Aleister somehow. I’d be surprised if our resident genius engineer couldn’t fiddle with her tech.”

“Oh~? Planning to sabotage Aleister’s aether communications? Myyyy, aren’t you daring...” Nemo grins at me and lightly fans himself.

“It’s not that,” I say, crossing my arms. “I just refuse to let anything stand between me and this voyage. Besides, I think it’s time that Smith knew what kind of man ‘Professor’ Aleister really is.”

Cardia smiles at me. “Pauline, Nemo... thank you both for thinking of me. I really want to join all of you. I think it’d be fun to go someplace no one else has ever been!”

“Mmm~ it’s so nice to finally be surrounded by people who understand the gravity of my work~!” Nemo grins and pats Cardia on the head, ruffling her hair.

Cardia’s smile vanishes. “Please don’t...”

Nemo immediately removes his hand, the grin on his face twitching.

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