Disclaimer: As much as I hate admitting it, I don't own Ed Edd n Eddy. Only the crime characters.
It was night time and a yacht party near the docks of Peach Creek (the city), was at hand. While the music played and the well-dressed people danced, a young lady named Shelby Crowe, who was wearing a beautiful red skin-dress and high-heels, talked with notorious criminal Sly Carmone (under the false identity "Sly Silverman") at a table. Sly was a man in his early-to-mid twenties, who was tall, slim, and was wearing a black tux.
"I am being so serious! He just stood there and watched the chemical blow up in his face! Next thing I knew, all of the kids wanted to touch the scab left on the right side of his face!" Sly said to Shelby as he laughed
"No way! And he had the nerve to call you stupid?" Shelby asked
"Hey what can I say? Most guys can't handle having a younger brother that's smarter than they are!" Sly joked
"That's true!" Shelby replied "So, tell me. What do you like to do after work?" Shelby asked
"Well, I'm pretty much always working. But when I catch a break, I like to have a drink and a few laughs." Sly replied as he sipped his vodka. His cousin, James, came up to him with a suitcase. James was a tall, quiet man with darker skin and a gray suit.
"Pardon me madam, but a few special guests have requested Mr. Silverman's attention." James politely told Shelby
"More special than me?" Shelby asked seductively
"Now don't be like that!" Sly said as he got up
"Could I at least get a departing kiss?" Shelby asked
"I never say no to a lady!" said Sly
As Sly began to kiss Shelby on her cheek, she roughly grabbed his face and kissed him on his lips. She walked away smiling and Sly just stared at her until…
"Mr. Silverman!" yelled James
"Oh right!" Sly said "Shall we?"
"You know, we should have women like her around." said James
"But then, we wouldn't be able to concentrate on our goals now would we?" asked Sly
Sly and James walked down the stairs of the yacht and went into a room. The door opened and seven roughneck men sat at a long table.
"Glad you boys could make it!" said Sly
"Let's skip the crap and talk about this job you got for us!" said a random gangster
"Anxious, huh?" said Sly "James?"
James dropped the suitcase on the table and opened it. He took out a long, glowing-green stick and showed it to the gangsters.
"What the hell is that?" asked the same gangster
"Cerulium." Answered James "But nothing compared to the real load needed for the plan."
"Which is what I want you to get. For the next two nights, I want you to extract fresh shipment from the mine in "Olde Town Peach Creek" and I want you to bring it to Val at this location." Sly ordered as he handed one of them a paper with an off-screen address written on it.
"What if the cops track us?" asked a different gangster
"Doesn't mean they can stop us!" replied Sly
Meanwhile in the city, Chief Kubat of the Peach Creek Police Department (PCPD) listened in on Sly and the gangsters' plot via police radio. The cheif was a 40-year-old man with gray hair and was wearing a white dress shirt with a red neck-tie, baige shoes and pants.
"Besides, they know what we're capable of doing!" Sly said unknowingly over the radio
"And that's precisely why I'm not taking any chances with catching you, Carmone!" the chief said as he turned off the radio. He then grabbed his walky-talky and uttered "Smith! Send a squad out to the docks. We've finally got him."
Back at the yacht party…
"And just what do you plan on doing with this crap once we get it to you?" asked yet another gangster
"All in due time, Rocco. Just trust me." Replied Sly
Suddenly, twelve police boats arrived and surrounded the yacht. Armed with guns, the officers boarded the yacht and caused uproar.
"What is the meaning of this?" asked an elderly man
"We have reason to believe that this vessel is harboring a crime lord by the name of Sly Carmone!" said Officer #1
"Oh my!" a lady said
Unbeknownst to the police, one of Carmone's henchmen on the upper deck was wearing an earpiece. He stormed down the stairs and broke the door down.
"Sly. Police have stormed the upper deck. No doubt looking for you." He said
"Oh thanks a lot, Al!" Sly said sarcastically
"What's going on?" asked James as he walked toward him
"Cops. But what I want to know is how they were able find out what I was up to so quickly?" Sly wondered
"Perhaps a listening device was implanted on you when you least expected it." Suggested James
"That's redicu-" Sly failed to finish his sentence when he went into his pockets and found a listening device in his right jacket pocket
"But how did it that…? Unless!" Sly flashed back to his kiss with Shelby and realized that she had slipped the device into Sly's pocket while they were making contact.
"That bitch! How could I be so stupid?!" Sly yelled angrily before he crushed the listening device with his bare hand.
"Perhaps we should give up the game?" advised James
"Not an option! Where are the weapons?" asked Sly
James stuck his hands under the table, pulled out a large, long trunk with a rusted padlock, and dropped it on the table. He went into his left pocket, pulled out a silver key, and unlocked the box; which revealed AK-47s, M4 Carbines, and one rocket-powered grenade launcher inside.
Back on the upper deck…
"Look we're innocent I tell you! We had no idea he was a member of the ruthless Carmone family!" cried the same elderly man
"We believe you! We're just going to keep you safe until we find Carmone!" said Shelby
"Or Carmone could find you!" Sly yelled.
Sly and his men walked into the room and started a shootout which resulted in the death of many officers and people.
"Yeah! Have a little appetizer of hell before the main course comes around!" yelled James as he gunned down Shelby
"Enough! Let's go hitch a ride!" ordered Sly
Sly and his henchmen left the yacht while they still shot at the cops. They jacked a few police boats, but before riding off…
"Wait! James, do you still have the cerulium?" asked Sly
"Wouldn't lose it for the world!" James said as he pulled it out of his pocket
"Then let's get back to headquarters! But first, let's leave this party with a bang!" said Sly as he lifted the loaded rocket-powered grenade launcher.
Sly shot the grenade launcher at the yacht and destroyed it in a clamitous explosion which killed any remaining people on board. Sly and all eight of his men drove off on the police boats.
Did you know: "Chief Kubat" is named after "Mike Kubat", an EEnE staff writer and good friend of Ed Edd n Eddy creator: Danny Antonucci.