#eddy lipsky

I adore those two dingusses to bits and it's a crime that we never got any shenannigans of them in their childhood! >:(

Drakken is referencing Flower's HC for alt scarring post which what got my butt into gear XD Poor baby got an OUCH :(((

Since well, even if timeline is a bit blurred, Drew's and Eddy's childhood was around 70s-80s and I thought “weren't that the moment when those "salads" were popular?” By those salads I mean salads that aren't salads. Those sweet, diabetes inducing concoctions rather! And jello salads. Mama Lipsky definitely cooked those them and taught both how to make them. 💀

*cracks knuckles* bear with the writing

In a world where James Possible got his marbles together and understood how he and his friends were unfair in their "teasing" of Drew and he manned up and apologized setting events differently. James and Drew grew closer becoming true friends. Thick as thieves. Rather mischievous imps. Becoming rather impressive scientists. Drew even got to be a best man on James' wedding!

And when daughter was born, little Kimmie, Drew came not just favorite uncle Drew, but also he became a godfather.

And all were well until accident occurred that took lives of James and Ann, leaving everyone distraught and broken.

Drew never abandoned Kim and adopted her as his own. Even if not everything was sunshine and rainbows in the beginning, they became true family. (Yes, she calls him dad, sue me).

Occasional uncle Ed-pocalypce "Seriously, cuz, you need life and foxie needs to see some REAL ACTION" (he taught her how to drive a monster truck) and grandmama Lipsky visits with not gentle jabs at finding Kimmie a mom

They were happy.

One day at Drew's work (I believe he became college professor with his own lab and got occasional side jobs) some murder happened and the police was called. And who was the detective you ask? Miss Sheila Go, who got fed up with her brothers to work with them, but she wasn't driven to the edge so she went for villainy, Nono. She is still that adrenaline seeking junkie with a nick of fighting crimes.

So, at first she was suspecting him, all was leading to him. But something didn't make sense. Until he got a clue that proved his innocence. He was far too involved in this and, much to Sheila's annoyance, he got on the case as temporary advisor (somehow, I'm not dictated by logic rn).

He annoyed her to bits and he was too of her at first. But the sparks did fly between those two. Bets between both of their colleagues were made ☝🏼 from very beginning, mind you. Kimmie, Eddy and grandmama Lipsky were on it too!

They were on the case for a while but they solved it together. And when the time came to say goodbye to their partnership. They felt distraught. Until some scheming from familiar party made Drew more permanent fixture in the team.

We need more baby Drew. Thank you @legendary-guest for our chat in the comments ^^ and essentially getting my butt into gear xD

Bubala - means dear, honey. It's a general term of endearment in Yiddish

Not pictured:

The shot fades away into Drew peacefully sleeping after his mom left the room to make him some chicken soup. As she went into the kitchen the front door opened and something quick zoomed inside. Through the corridor to Drew's door.

Eddy burst into the room bellowing:

"DREW! YOU'RE SERIOUSLY NOT GONNA BELIEVE WHAT I.... huh?"

Startled that he didn't receive any usual yells, Eddy blinked a few times in confusion and then he finally registered his cousin's sleeping form. He walked closer to the bed and crouched to be on face level with Drew. With confused expression he poked him in the nose a few times, much to Drew's dismay.

"Urgg... Eddy?"

"Cous? You dead?"

"I wish. Go away"

"Nah" - Eddy plopped himself on Drew's bed, nearly missing his cousin's legs "I have big news!"

Drew tried to kick Eddy out of his bed, but to no avail as the illness made him so weak. Instead he prepared himself to listening to Eddy's story.

Half an hour later...

Mrs Lipsky walked in her son's room with a cup of chicken soup to find 2 boys sleeping on one too-small-for-two-bed. She placed the cup on the bedside drawer and quickly retrieved a camera, snapping a picture.