•EddsWorld X Reader • Imagines•

Edd • The Tomb of Trials • NSFW

"Sure."

And then the wall opens.

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This time, when seeking out the next clue, Edd actually reads the words on the stone and lets out a small, strangled choke. Your eyes gloss over the words, widening. Well, at least Edd understood this one without explanation.

"K-kiss?!"

But it's unmistakable, the words etched into its rough surface, clear as a sunny day:

In the depths where shadows play,
To pass beyond the ancient fray,
A touch of lips is the key to see,
A fleeting kiss unlocks the mystery

You slam your fist down onto the wall.

"Damn, this stupid crypt! What are your secrets?!"

Edd interjects, voice piping up.

"Oh! There's a small note written at the bottom of the tablet," he says, leaning over and squinting his eyes to get a good look at it. "Also, from now on, you have to perform each action instructed for at least 3 minutes. We will know."

"Now they're just making shit up!" You point an accusatory finger at it. You grasp at your hair, tangling your fingers into it. "C'mon, Edd. The treasure can't possibly be this good to be worth the hassle."

He scoffs.

"Oh, please - it can't be that unbearable having to kiss me. At least we're not getting torched alive or spiked by some monstrous contraption."

You run a hand over your face and sigh.

"Well, yeah - but this is just painfully awkward to do as friends, is it not? You're practically, my uh- brother!" You fumble, attempting to control your voice which has already, embarrassingly enough, broke over five times in that sentence alone.

"Well, welcome to Alabama! Because you're coming over and giving me that kiss!" He steps toward, to which you step back in response to. You step behind one of those podiums, using it as a barrier to distance yourself from Edd.

"Don't just think about the treasure, you stupid cola-headed freak!" You huff, hands placed upon the surface of the podium. "You gotta think about what happens after we leave this damn place. Are you sure this isn't overstepping the boundaries a little bit?"

Edd makes a face at your words, your insults becoming much more convoluted and strangely specific as the night drags on, though he takes your words into consideration.

"Then," he begins, biting his tongue in brief pause, "we'll shake on it. No weirdness after this, alright? Just friends being friends and helping one another out, okay? It won't have to be a big deal."

You squint your eyes in a 'how do I know that's true?' sort of fashion that Edd sees through, and he sighs.

"Look - just, uh, try it out this one time, and if you don't like it, you have full permission to push me away." He gestures his arms out, a sheepish grin on his face. "What d'you say, sister from another mister?"

You look him over, eyes flickering over his features (and desperately trying to rip your gaze away from his lips), feeling your shoulders slack, and you step around the podium, now facing Edd properly. Now, it was merely your height difference that truly separated the two of you as you tried to size him up, but failing to do so as you are, well, a head shorter than him.