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I was watching The Hanky Panky Hullabaloo and I kinda wanted to write this afterwards. I got some more coming soon, though :3

Double D made sure to hide it. Hide it away from his parents, hide it away from Ed, and especially hide it away from Eddy (God only knows what he'd do if he found it). He hid it under Jim. Jim sat near his bed. But not too close to make it seem suspicious that he was hiding something. He put it in a plastic baggy whenever he slipped it under Jim (Double D would abhor getting dirt on something May worked so hard on).

Double D didn't love May. No, not May Kanker. He loved the thought; the thought of someone loving him (his parents didn't count of course). He wanted a "Turtle Dove", he wanted that feeling he had towards May to return (not for May, but for someone else). But the girls at school had already labeled him as weak, nerdy, and Marie Kanker's property (Despite Double D's efforts to try to thwart her accusations of them; besides, mother would never approve).

But God, did he want that feeling again. He slipped May's card from Jim every now and then. Tracing the hearts, holding it up in the air to let the light shine through it and allowing the glitter to shimmer, and smelling it. As weird as it was, he wanted to know what a girl smelled like. But May's card smelled like sweat and Ketchup. A weird combination for her, but expected. It was also…comforting. May was an adorable girl, sure. But just wasn't Double D's type.

"Hey, Sockhead?" Eddy called one day as he was sprawled out across Double D's bed.

"Yes?" He answered.

"You ever remember what you and that Kanker did on Valentine's Day?" Of course he was going to ask that question. It was almost a year since it happened.

"Barely." A lie. He was pretty good a lying to Eddy. He remembered everything.

"You were all gooshy." Eddy said it with disgust. "And with a Kanker."

Double D flinched. He admitted, he wasn't too fond of them. But he didn't necessarily hate them like the rest of the kids in the Cul-De-Sac. Not like Eddy. He despised them. Thought they were nothing but Trailer Trash (even though Eddy shouldn't be talking; his parents were from the Park 'N Flush before his brother was born). But Double D liked to see the good in people. That's why he stayed friends with Eddy for so long.

"I was under something, Eddy." Double D ducked his head to continue fixing his radio. "I didn't know the actions I was contributing to."

"Under somethin'!? Yeah, they probably slipped some shit into your drink!" Eddy exclaimed as he perched himself at the foot of Double D's bed.

He hated it when Eddy cursed. Lately it's been a bad habit of his. He was so loud, what if Double D's parents heard?

"Eddy, please!" He swirled around in his chair. "It's so ill-mannered of you to accuse a girl of such a horrible action!"

"Oh, please." Eddy rolled his eyes. "You know they're dirty."

"They're unsanitary, yes. But that still doesn't make that statement right." Double D faced his desk.

He could feel Eddy's eye glare at the back of his head.

"Since when did you start standin' up for them?" Eddy broke the silence, as always.

"I'm not standing up for them."

"You just-."

"I just didn't agree with your statement is all." Double D finalized.

He was reluctant when Eddy dropped it.

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