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flowery-laser-blasts · 5 months
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My headcanon (mini fanfic) for Motor Ed convincing Dr Drakken to pierce their ears as teens: warning mentions of blood and alcohol.
For his 16th birthday, Eddie wanted earrings because all the cool rock stars, punkers, and metal artists had them. He asked his mother for one, but she heavily objected to it.
So after gathering all the supplies. Eddie and Drew locked themselves in Eddie's bedroom and then--
At his birthday party (family only), Eddie took Drew aside and convinced him to help him pierce his own ears. Eddie showed his cousin a sterling silver earring from the piercing shop downtown; he tried going by himself at first, but once he found out that pay was upfront and he couldn't just pierce-'n-dash like he would at diners with his meals, he stole one of the earrings when a new client came in and occupied the shop owner's attention.
Eddie said that he found his mother's sewing kit and told Drew that it would be easy piece-y lemon squeezy:
They just needed some ice cubes and towels.
"Oh and booze!" According to Eddie, "Doesn't matter if it's a liquor or a wine, all booze contains alcohol and alcohol disinfects!"
"I don't think that that's how it goes Eddie--"
"Shuddup, Drew I heard the piercer talk about alcohol!"
Drew thought hard, being the one who actually paid attention in class he pointed out: "What about Vodka? It's the closest we can get to pure alcohol. Unless you want sticky sweet earlobes from the wine..."
"Vodka, huh, mom's got a bottle in the cabinet!
See!? This is why I need you for this! You're like my own- uhhh, what's that dude from that book called again? Ya' know, the one with the monster that is made of body parts?"
"Are you talking about the scientist? Victor Frankenstein from Mary Shelley's 'Frankenstein'?" Drew smirked proudly, Eddie beamed remembering the name again,
"No, no, no, no-- you're like that assistant-dude Igor! 'Specially with that brow man, you're like my own freaky sidekick!"
Drew's newfound pride shattered to the ground and he grumbled as he went off to find the supplies.
A loud scream alerted the mothers of the boys.
They managed to break open the lock and saw a bloody mess.
Drew looked very pale and Eddie was sobbing and holding his bloodied ear while rocking on the ground.
The thing is, both idiots thought it was a good idea to take a few swigs of Ed's mother's most expensive wine as liquid courage before doing this. Then Drew started to get second thoughts:
"Is this really a good idea?"
"Yes, it is! Let's just do it!"
Both of them went back and forth for at least half an hour until they solved their discourse by doing rock paper scissors, in which they sipped more wine in between each take. Drew eventually lost so he would be pierced first. Drew just wouldn't sit still, so in the end -after wasting another twenty minutes- Eddie gave up, it was him after all who wanted the earring.
"Look Drew, just hurry up before our moms notice that we're not at the party!" he said as he rubbed the vodka onto his earlobe with a towel.
"Alright then, here goes nothing..." With a trembling hand, Drew took the leather needle -that unfortunately had a bit of a dull tip because it's been used often- and roughly pushed it through Eddie's earlobe
Eddie muffled his groans in a towel he bit on. Drew took out the needle and blood started coming out.
"Oh shit-- Oh fuck, oh SHIT!!"
"W-What's wrong cou-AAAAAUAA! AAAAAGH!!"
In a panic frenzy, Drew tried forcing the earring into the lobe to plug it up and prevent it from bleeding more. However, the metal rod of the earring was bigger than the needlehole itself, so forcing it through caused the wound to burn and bleed harder, the alcohol didn't help either.
And there they were, two drunken dimwits crying their eyes out as their mothers screamed at them while the neighbor called 911.
Eddie went with his mom to the hospital for a tetanus shot, just in case, and both he and Drew got grounded for up to 2 months.
Eddie tried wearing the earring for a while outside his mother's vision but putting it in and taking it out hurt more than it was worth it. So eventually he stopped wearing it and his lobe grew shut again.
To this day, Motor Ed still has a very faint scar on his lobe.
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