Ed's Mansion

A/N: Sorry for the wait. (If I haven't say this earlier), although the storyline will be the same, there will be many twists into the story, so please no comments about 'that didn't happen in the game.'

Chapter 3: Introducing the Portrait Ghosts

Last time we saw Ed, he was on his way back to the lab to heal his wounds and get some sleep. He woke up the next day fully healed, but he notices that it's nighttime.

"Salutations, Ed. I see you look better," E. Gadd complimented.

"Is it still yesterday?" Ed asked.

"Umm, if you mean if the day you started you're job, then no. Today's the day after," E. Gadd explained.

"Oh no! I slept the whole day away! Now the ghost baddies will escape and havoc will occur...cool," Ed said.

"Don't worry, Ed, it's 10am. It looks late because the ghosts control the surroundings of the mansion and even the graveyard. I'm not sure how, nor whether the moon is real or not," E. Gadd noted.

"The moon is real for the astronauts in "Moon Tenticals 8" have confirmed to be made of chedder cheese," Ed said.

"Well put, Ed, although I'm talking about the mansion moon up there, not the nighttime moon. Now get ready for the mansion, Ed," E. Gadd said.

After a shower (being sprayed by a gardening hose thanks to E. Gadd), teeth brushing (forcefully by E. Gadd), and breakfast of Chunky Puffs®, Ed is ready to go back into the mansion.

"Okay, Ed. Just a feature, I've added a very important ghost, or V.I.G detector, for whenever you find 'portrait ghosts,'" E. Gadd mentioned.

"Portrait ghosts?" Ed repeated.

"Portrait ghost are, unlike the past ghosts you've seen, are humanoid ghosts, have different attitudes and personalities, and may even have a life before something tragic happened." he explained.

"So those ghost must be friendly," Ed thought (PARADOX!).

"Though it maybe possible, I highly doubt it. They seem intractable, or you can talk to them. At any cost, however, you need to find their heart-source using the V.I.G, letting them reveal it somehow, and suck them up. Flashing them normally just won't do," E. Gadd warned.

"How do you know about the Portrait ghost? Can you see into the future? What's my future?!" Ed asked excitedly.

"When I was young enough to catch ghost with ease, I've caught those ghost and made into portraits with my ancient invention, the Ghost Portrificationizer, hence the name. Suddenly, they've escaped thanks to what maybe the leader of this whole shindig, and now, they must be scattered in the mansion," E. Gadd explained.

"Then I shall collect thy Portrait Ghosts to return to Sir BigWord!" Ed yelled.

"Umm, you do that Ed. And good luck," E. Gadd said before Ed entered the mansion.

Ed then checked his GBH to see where the key he picked up yesterday's lock is at, which is located at the left door up the stairs (Sounds like your reading an instruction manual, eh?).

Once entering the hallway, Ed enters the nearest door. He then sees a rocking chair, but no one's on it.

"Hello? Anybody here?" Ed asked, looking at the rocking chair. Then he turned back to the door. However, while Ed has his back turned, a humanoid ghost sat in the place of the rocking chair.

"Well, since I'm here, I might as well have a look," Ed said turning back around, only for the ghost to disappear. Once Ed went to the shelves, the ghost reappeared.

"Hmm...book, book, book, book. Why aren't there any action magazines in this library?" Ed whined.

Suddenly he heard a big long yawn from behind him.

"What was that? Is it you, rocking chair of mysteries?" Ed asked, turning back to the chair, only for the ghost to disappear. "Must be my stomach," Ed said as he heads for a nearby desk.

Then he notices a yellow die on the floor. "Oh no! This die has lost it's board game! Don't worry die, Ed will save all," He said as he picked up the die. What he didn't expect, however, was to see a yellow mouse jumping out of the die.

"Eww! Mice! Get it off me!" Ed shouted before using the Poltergust 3000 to suck it up. After the mouse was gone, a mother load of money popped out of the hose; including an emerald.

"Cool! I've found a Chaos Emerald!" Ed cheered before hearing yet another long yawn. "That didn't sound like my stomach! I better call Strawberry Shortcake!" Ed panicked as he started to call E. Gadd.

"Anything wrong, Ed?" E. Gadd asked.

"Well, I'm in this room where I've collected a green Chaos Emerald, but then I've heard a noise that doesn't sound good," He explained.

"Well, unless the, (ahem) Chaos Emerald, has something to do with that noise, there must be some clue. Ed, did you try out the V.I.G yet?" E. Gadd asked.

"The what?" Ed replied blankly.

"(Sigh) I told you about this just before you entered the mansion, Ed. It lets you find the portrait ghosts. Press the X button on your GBH to find them," E. Gadd explained.

"Okey dokie," Ed said as he turned off the communication, and turned on the V.I.G. He looked around for a bit until he heard the yawn again from the rocking chairs direction. So Ed finally turned to rocking chair, and sees the humanoid ghost sitting on a rocking chair, reading a book.

"I found it. Hello there. Whatcha reading?" Ed asked, but gets no response. "I can see you now...wait...what's that on his chest?" Ed asked to himself. He comes closer to see that it's a beating heart.

"It's alive!!" Ed yelled, imitating Dr. Frankenstein.

"What the...? Excuse me, sir, but who are you?" the Portrait Ghost asked, becoming visible.

"My name is Ed, future savior of the Peach Creak Cul-De-Sac, by destroying this mansion," Ed said.

"Yeah that's nice," the Portrait ghost said, ignoring Ed's words. "Please don't bother me. I'm at the best part."

"Okay then...but books can be so booooooooooring! There's rarely any cool pictures in there, and words in books are the size of Double-D's words," Ed noted.

In that instant, the ghost made one long yawn. During that, Ed notice that the ghost was at sight, and his heart was visible. It took Ed a while, but then he realizes that he could suck up the portrait ghost at that rate...but by the time the thought came to him, the ghost became invisible.

"Excuse me, Mr. Book Man. I bet it was very long since you got to sleep for only doing one thing in the afterlife. Maybe you could get just a tiny moment of..." Ed started before he fell asleep himself.

But then he woke up after hearing the yawn again. With quick reflexes, he start to turn the hose on and start sucking up the ghost's heart.

"No! I finally get a chance to read every book I haven't read, but then fate has chose the wrong path!" The Portrait Ghost cried as he tries to break himself out.

"This is fun!" Ed said while being dragged with the vacuum.

Eventually, the Portrait Ghost was sucked in, the lights has turned on, and a chest appeared.

"Is the ride over? Ooh! Another chest!" Ed said, opening the chest. Once opened, it was a key, and the G.B.H told him to go to the farthest door on the same side, which is the Master Bedroom.

Upon entering it, Ed notice something out of place.

"I notice those doors are not in the G.B.H, meaning that this is out of date," Ed thought.

Then he notices something else odd.

"It's too hot in here. I best open a window if I could sleep here," Ed yawned, still tired from his attempt to make the book wormed Portrait Ghost yawn.

So then he opens the curtains and revealed a broken window.

Then he hears a chair scooting back from behind him.

"Oh dear! Such a draft!" cried a voice from behind.

Ed looked behind him and noticed a female humanoid ghost passing though him to close the curtain.

"Hmm...could she be another Portrait Ghost?" Ed asked to himself.

"I've spend all of my afterlife fixing up my hair, and I would not let even a gust of wind ruin it!" the Portrait Ghost whined.

"Her hair looks like Nazz," Ed thought out loud.

"Huh? Oh hello there, child, can I help you?" she asked.

"It's so hot in here. Could you open the window," Ed asked.

"Sorry, but this gem of mine cannot be ruined only to cool you down," she replied.

"It's not for me. It's for my friend," Ed said.

"A friend? But I don't see anyone else but you," she noted.

"Oh he's shy...here he is! Invisible Woman, meet Sheldon Jr., my second lucky cheese," Ed said, showing a small, disgusting cheese to her.

"Oh my word!! That cheese has got to be the worst smell that came across my nose!" the ghost cried, plugging her nose.

"...Well...thank her for the compliment she gave you," Ed said to the cheese. "Gross...he's shy because he likes you," Ed said, holding Sheldon Jr. closer to the ghost's face.

"Eww! Get that thing away from me!!" she cried as she quickly took Sheldon Jr. and threw him out the window. "Bleck! That was worth a few cowlicks for fresh air."

"NOOOOO!!! You've took away my only friend here!!" Ed cried.

"Are you serious? You're friend is a putrid piece of cheese! That's very unattractive...umm, are you okay?" she asked as she notices Ed mysteriously glowing.

That's when he turned serious again. "NO ONE HURTS SHELDON AND GETS AWAY WITH IT BUT EDDY!" he yelled.

They both noticed that her heart was visible since the window was open.

He then gets out the Poltergust 3000 and sucks up the Portrait Ghost.

"Wait! Stop! I'm sorry! Please don't s... WATCH THE HAIR, WILL YA...WOAH!!" she cried out as she was sucked in.

"Worry no more, Sheldon, for I have avenged you...(Stomache growls)...I'm hungry," Ed said, reverting back in character.

And then yet another chest appeared moments later. Ed opens it up and finds another key.

"Why isn't there any gravy in these chests?" Ed disappointingly asked, licking the chest.

He then focused for a few seconds for the G.B.H to tell him the next key location.

Once he left the room, Ed hears a distant cry in the room the G.B.H told him to go.

"Hmm...a cry in the room this key opens...I better investi...WAIT! Where does this door go?" Ed asked himself as he went to the door across.

But as he opened the door, it flew open to the wall, squishing him thin in the process. A distant laugh was heard once Ed was revived.

After moments with a disapproved look, Ed then couldn't help but to laugh along. So he opened the defected door with the same results of the squishing and the ghost laughing, along with Ed.

After two more tries, Ed finally focused on his objective, and went into the room where he heard the cry.

Once he was inside, he sees baby toys placed all over the room.

"Cool! I remember playing this all the time!" Ed cheered as he rushed toward a rocking wooden horse.

"Actvate all thrusters. We'll lift off in 3...2...1...BLAST OFF!!" Ed yelled before rocking the horse like a maniac.

However, Ed heard the cry again as he was rocking the horse, and it sounded like it was almost next to him.

Ed shrugged and continued rocking the horse again.

Moments later, a blue, ghostly baby floated on the horse and sat on the horse's head.

"Aww...what a cute baby...you remind me of Sarah when she was small...er," Ed said.

"H-hewwo, mister. You wook wike fun. Would you wike to pway wiff me?" the baby asked.

"Awesome. Let's ride the Space Horsey!" Ed yelled.

So moments later, Ed and the ghostly baby returned to the horse.

Five minutes later, the baby yawned real loud.

"I'm bored wiff da horse! I wanna pway wiff my bawl," he whinnied, pointing at his ball.

"Ooh! I wanna play with the ball too!" Ed yelled as he jumped out of the horse.

As he was trying to get the ball, he tripped on the rug, which made him let go of the ball. The ball was flying all over the room until it eventually hit the baby ghost to the ground.

As the baby recovered with a pout, Ed was worried.

"Uh oh. PLEASE DON"T TELL YOUR MOMMY AND DADDY!!" Ed begged.

"(Sniff)...You...you gave me an owie!...All of you owld people are no differwent fwom each oter. I tought tat you would be fun. But wike my parwents and my babysitter, who killed me and dem for money, dey are all buwlies! Dey didn't give me what I want because dey tink I'm spoiled! To make my afterwife worse, da very owld man who sucked me in da sucky ding was also a buwly! And now dere's you! I twusted you, awll I wanted to do is pway wiff you, and you hit me in my face! WHY ARE YOU OWLDER PEOPLE SO MEAN TO ME?!" the ghost baby cried.

Ed's was amazed that the baby's sentences overpasses his, confused for he doesn't know the baby's vocabulary, and bored for hearing a speech. So he has a dumb look in response.

"Ugh!! You owlder people are so stupid! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! If you don't see trough me now, I'll make you!!" the baby ghost cried, holding up his rattle.

"Shiny rattle!" Ed stared in awe.

"By my power trough dis rattle, I command dat ahead of me to grow smaller!!" the baby ghost said as a beam from the rattle hit Ed.

When Ed came to, he notices that he was in a room with a blackish purple aroma anda giant baby crib that resembles the one in the baby's room.

"I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto," Ed said before chuckling to himself.

Suddenly, Ed notices a bunch of giant rocking horses heading towards and passing him, which Ed yelled Stampede. After those, the now huge baby ghost rose from the side of the crib.

"So now you know how it feels to be like me. And my vocabulary has been improved as well," the baby ghost noted.

"...I can see up your nose!" Ed yelled.

"You think this is funny, huh? I'll make you experience the pain I felt when I was alive! DIIIIIE!!" the baby ghost roared as he summons another giant rocking horse, but this time it was shooting toward Ed.

Ed dodged the horse in time, only to see another one heading towards him, hitting him hard on the head.

Once Ed recovered, he sees balls coming toward him, which one of them hits him.

"Does that feel good? Yeah! You should've thought twice before give ME an owie!" the baby yelled while clapping.

Ed barely regain consciousness for those injuries from here and the door a while ago drained him. Suddenly, he came back as his alternate mode (See Ch.2.)

"You shall hurt Ed no more!" Ed yelled at the baby. He noticed that all of the balls were gone except the one that hit him.

He decided to suck up the ball and throw it at the baby ghost, which made him very dizzy from the impact.

However, Ed knew that the baby ghost isn't really hurt. That's when he notices a vunerable heart beating in the baby and sucks it up.

The baby ghost was panicking about being sucked in, but unlike his parents, he spins himself around and breaks himself free from the suction.

Once both of them recovered, the baby ghost cried, "You tried to suck me up?! You're no original than that old man before you! I'll make sure you NEVER suck me up!!"

"Do your worst, creep!" Ed replied.

The baby roared at him again and manages to belly flop Ed. He then threw more balls at the dying oaf, leaving him motionless.

"Hmph. He got to experience my life in a nutshell...but I'm still angry that he wasn't my age to truly experience it," the ghost said to himself as he was about to summon himself back to the our dimension.

However, he didn't notice Ed using all of his energy to pick himself up. He notices a visible ball next to the baby ghost, and struggle himself to repeat what he did last time.

Once the baby ghost finds out, it was too late, for he was struck by the ball.

Ed took that chance to suck up the ghost's remaining life out of him.

"No!! I don't wanna go back to da painting!" the ghost cried, reverting back to the baby talk. "I just wanna pway for a wittle wonger!!"

After the ghost and his rattle was sucked up, everything was returning back to the nursery room with the lights on.

Ed cheered a bit, but before collapsing again.

The rumble spilled a vanity over, which pops out a red heart-shaped gelatin and it slid toward Ed's mouth, making him eat it without noticing it.

Afterward, Ed got up without further trouble and regain his conscious, and his thoughts.

"Eww... I thought the room was Gothic purple, not pink," the normal Ed whinnied. "Wait, where's the baby ghost? Maybe he's hiding in that chest over here," he thought as he notices a bigger chest behind him.

Once he opened it up, it was another key as usual. However, this key was abnormal from the other keys Ed have seen, for it was pink with a heart-shaped head.

"Mmm...Lollipop," Ed said to himself as he was about to lick the heart.

Fortunately, the G.B.H rang.

"Ed! Ed! Can you copy, Ed?" E. Gadd cried from the other side.

"Ed! Ed! Can you copy, Ed?" Ed mimicked.

"Whew! Thank goodness you're okay! I lost contact with your G.B.H. when you went to the nursery. I've tried calling you. You can't tell how relieved I...Ed, stop licking that key!" E. Gadd ordered.

"But it's a strawberry lollipop!" Ed replied.

"Ed! You've look like you were in some kind of epidemic! You need to come back to the lab so I can fix you up as you tell me what happened in there...and I'll feed you since you can't stop licking the key," E. Gadd suggested as he saw Ed licking the key again.

"Yes, mommy."

(Moments later, back inside the lab)

"So what you're telling me is that you were suddenly in a dark room on a giant crib with horse and balls were shot towards you controlled by a baby? I say that's complete nonsense...if it didn't happen to me," E. Gadd said, taking Ed to another room.

"Ooh! Story time!" Ed cheered.

"Not much of a story, really. The same thing you said happened to me once I angered Chauncey," he started.

"Chauncey?" Ed wondered.

"I may have forgot to tell you earlier. Not only my Ghost Portrificationizer shows the picture of a capture ghost, but beneath the dry paint lies revealing history, such as their name, summarized lives, and even their tragedies. We'll get that in a bit," E. Gadd noted.

"Cool...does it tell their favorite food?" Ed asked.

"As I was saying, I was in the same place, crib and all. But I manage to knock him out with the ball, take his rattle to send me and Chauncey back to normal, and sucked him up. You looked like you took the longer way, correct?" E. Gadd asked.

"Does it tell about their shoe size?" Ed asked.

"...Were you listening to me at all? (Sigh) Never mind it; we're here," E. Gadd said, opening the door.

"Does it tell their...woah!" Ed said in awe, gazing at the machine.

"Ed, I'd like to present to you, the Ghost Portrificationizer! This marvelous beast has the power to hold the invisible and press them into visible form. All you need to do is to put the hose into that vent and blow them in there," E. Gadd instructed.

Surprisingly, Ed did that without any goof ups.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to tell you the history of the ghost as they turn into their portraits," he noted.

"Okay. First one is Chauncy, only live to a year old. This spoiled baby wasn't a baby you'd bring to somewhere special. He wanted everything he sees, even if it's the sidewalk. And rarely if his parents can't achive a goal, the baby would put up a fit until he gets that thing. Then one day, Chauncey's babysitter was alone with him while his parents are in different rooms. The unnamed babysitter was so irritated at his spoilness that while the baby was crying in his crib, he suffocated Chauncey...with a ball.

"Next up is Neville, lived up to age 42. This bookish father is the father of Chauncey and tends to his every need. But when the baby is asleep, he would tend to a book that, unfortunately, he never finished. As he was reading his book, unaware of his son's death, the babysitter entered the study room and suffocated Neville with the unfinished book.

"Finally, we have Lydia, lived up to age 36. She's the mother of Chauncey and husband of Neville. However, she doesn't tend to them as much as Neville is to Chauncey. Instead, she's focused on her looks and riches Neville has. Unaware of Neville and Chauncey, she was busy with her makeup and hair. That's when the babysitter took her life by smashing her face through the mirror endlessly."

"What happened to the babysitter?" Ed asked.

"Not even the paintings know the whole story. Well, I suggest you eat up and rest, so you could be more prepared for tommorrow whiile I hang these up the gallery," E. Gadd said.

"Okey Dokey, Strawberry!" Ed said as he went to the kitchen.

A/N: Took longer than I thought, but it's here.

I've decided to make Chauncy's battle more dramatic and add back story to each portrait ghost. Although due to their deaths, this story will be moved up to K+. Please Review and subscribe if you like it.