Hey this is The Master and this is my first story so constructive critisism is appreciated but flaming is not.

Damn it where is he. That was what Eddy was thinking as he looked for signs of a white pick up. He was waiting in front of a Dick's Wings for Ed who too had been gone for the past week and hoped he hadn't forgotten to pick him up. Eddy had grown over the years and he was now only a few inches shorter than Double D who was average height for a fifteen year old and a month younger then Eddy. He wore jeans with his familiar wallet chain sticking out, black slip ons, and a bowling shirt like the one he used to wear but with another red stripe on the other side. His hair now short and messy with three gelled "stalks" coming out of the front.

Damn damn damn. Ed was late and he was about to go wait at the bus stop when he spotted it.

"Finally." he muttered to himself as a white pick up parked in the restaurants parking lot and Ed climbed out. He was tall for a sixteen year old being a little shorter then Rolf who recently turned eighteen. His hair once buzzed was now longer and disheveled and had stubble growing as well as many pimples. He wore baggy jeans with many holes and patches, brown army boots, and a black shirt that in Star Wars letters said Han Shot First and a picture of Han shooting first on the back. He pulled his green jacket out of the car, took his driving glasses off, put them in the car and shut the door. He turned and caught sight of Eddy and began to wave. Due to an unfortunate incident during a scam involving a barbeque he had no left sleeve on either his shirt or jacket. Ed walked over waving his left hand and with some strange forehead movements his unibrow as well. Eddy saw that his left ring and middle fingers were poorly bandaged.

"Ed you idiot what did you do to yourself." Surprisingly Ed realized what he meant pretty quickly and stated sheepishly.

"Grappling Gun"

"Double D was right." Eddy said after a pause as they walked towards the restaurant "Rorschach was not a good costume for the nerd-fest." Ed just shrugged and said to the guy at the register

"Two orders of extra spicy buffalo wings."

"Get my one medium spicy order." Said Eddy and the clerk who was unfortunate to have more pimples then Ed replied

"15.96" Eddy turned around and walked to the truck as Ed paid. Soon they where in Ed's truck eating with some music playing loudly.

"Hey Lumpy get any news from Double D." Shouted Eddy over the music

"Nope do you have any mustard on you." Ed yelled back

"No Ed I don't." And that was that. Soon they approached the Cul-De-Sac and Eddy upon looking at the street messed up in a way that he knew only the Kanker's do said two words.

"One week"