It was weird being back, the familiarity was almost rather suffocating but held some comfort. It had been years. Eight to be exact. Eight long years away from his once upon a time home. The place he had met his two best friends, caused trouble together, grew up and away from his parents, went to high school, where he had found himself. Peach Creek, his Cul-de-sac, though technically it wasn't his, it was home, again. Taking a deep breath of fresh end of summer air that surrounded him. He smiled towards his future, where his past was untainted, where his nickname was made, where he had began and will now start over. This is where his grass would be greener.

The boy pulled his smart environmentally safe car into his parents rarely used parking spot. Closing the windows before cutting the engine the boy grabbed his messager bag from the front promising to grab the rest after he relaxed from the hours of driving. Taking the key his parents had given him when he was young he smiled when the locked clicked telling him after all these years this was still his house. Though not a home, with parents always being busy with work both infamous brain surgeons they were constantly busy and had no time to deal with a child, but soon he would revive the house it would become a home.

Sighing the boy, no man, being twenty-five it was safe to say he was a man. Frowned to himself at the house, it's old self didn't look like it had been cleaned since he ran several states away to college. Now with a few science doctorates under his belt and having taken a few teaching classes to keep away his boredom the man had graduated and as a gift from his parents. Their old house. The house he had once called home. Though they had thought he might have sold it and used the money for an upgraded they were eyebrow raising surprised when he told them he would return to it.

"Messy, messy, messy..." He trailed of as he rolled his sleeves up over his elbows so he could get to work. Oh, it seems we have forgotten to introduce the germ-o-phobia we all love dearly. Eddward Marion Vincent*. Though he had grown from all those day of Eddy's scams and Junior high. Now a full fledged graduate of both high school and of college. His intelligence seemed unstoppable, but his brain isn't the only thing that has grown. Now a solid 5'6" in height, his body never seemed to hold on to any mass leaving him lanky yet not skeletal. He kept to his healthy diet and given up on being a vegetarian realizing the lack of health that came from it, though he really isn't a meat eater.

During his junior year Edd had decided to drop the old clothes he had once wore finally digging into the family piggy bank, they had plenty of money but never had he slipped his hand into the bacon. His parents never said he couldn't but nor gave him permission. Done with being ignored that week he had decided to change his outer look. Using his shape, or lack of, he bought clothes, loads of them. Though he didn't go too extreme just more...fashionable clothing, fitted shirts and a few jeans that hugged his legs. He even had a new set of hats though he kept the color similar no need for anyone to have a heart attack though now he has several colors.

"Seriously is it that hard to simply clean?" Edd fussed aloud as he wiped the counters down with a wet wipe cringing at the black marks the dirt and dust left on the rags. Looking around and the lack of natural light he sighed knowing the things in his car would have to wait. He had been cleaning for hours, the day beginning to settle into night, washing the walls with paints of reds and purples. Edd stopped to watch them tint the house beautifully, turning the dirty sink water white paint into brilliant arrangement colors. Maybe a paint job was in order. Checking his watch before huffing, too late for today maybe another time hopefully.

Finishing up cleaning the kitchen and deeming the house worthy of living in for today, Edd took a hot relaxing shower, changing into a pair of silky paints and a soft cotton shirt he curled up on the couch with a cup of tea and flicked to the history channel. This was his new life, away from the college that held good and bad memories. Shaking his head at the thought he smiled as he sipped his drink thinking about when his plans had become reality to his parents, being shocked was an understatement.

"A teacher? Son, you could do so much with your life." No yelling his parents never raised their voices, keeping the clam and collected look though Edd had seen the surprise flash across their eyes. "It's what I want to do. Plus Peach Creek High would love to have me, plus you gave me the house." Edd said calmly picking dirt from his nails, fighting the urge of scrubbing them till they bleed. "Honey, he's just in a rebel stage, he will change his mind and become a surgeon like us." Edd fought the scoff stuck in his throat, he swore that idea off while in high school, like hell would he become like his parents.

The memory caused a soft twisted in his stomach, once long ago he would have cried at the thought of disappointing his parents but that nerve had died along time ago. No longer ignorant to his parents lack of child care and loving environment, his parents were not the bad guy and would always remain his parents but their thoughts on his life no longer mattered. From now on Edd was Edd and he would do things his own way, his parents absence had taught him one thing. He was stronger than he looked.

Okay first chapter up.

*His last name comes from his voice actor.