December 21, 2012.
"Anything good on TV?" Eddy asked as Ed randomly flipped through channels. Double d, who was normally the first to arrive at sleepovers, was surprisingly tardy this time. He had just arrived through Ed's window like vent that often served as a door from the outside when Ed found a channel he liked; oddly enough it was the history channel.
"Sorry I'm late, fellows!" the sock-headed boy answered as he sat cross-legged near the TV. The program's narrator began to speak, according to the Mayan calendar; the world will supposedly end on December 2012, at 11:11 on the 21st. this is reinforced by the I-ching, the book of revelations in the bible, multiple other Indian cultures, nostradomous and the teachings of Merlin. No one knows how, but- Double d turned the TV off and ranted in disgust, "How dare a channel supposedly called the history channel post ancient speculation as fact!"
Ed, who was sweating in terror turned the TV back on, "Oh no!" He was really panicky about this kind of stuff, and very gullible. Some say it'll be a flood, or famine, or even an asteroid, but whenever the forth horseman comes, have your bible ready. Then the TV screen faded to black. "We're doomed!" Ed shouted as he ran from the room.
"Oh come now Ed," Double d called as he raced after his friend, "We're not doomed, people have been making prophecies like this for decades!" Eddy was left in Ed's filthy room. Today was the fourteenth of December, and the year was, of course, 2012. Eddy broke out in a scamming grin, "I'll make a buck off this if it kills me!" He whispered as he ran after his friends.