The wooden box had a metal handle on it, a combination lock, and was about 10 inches wide and 6 inches tall, if you are willing to measure, and it belonged to a pale boy, who was pacing the room. His name was Eddward.

He had a notebook with 12 names on the front page, including his. he had written an adjective describing them right next to them, so he could remember them the way he knew them before they all became thirsty for blood.

Not like vampires, no. Eddy, a short kid with his black hair combed in three ways and a large upper lip, had made a mistake, and he had blamed Edd. Now, he had only two friends, who were running away with him, to escape the terror of the cul-de-sac where they lived, and their names were Ed and Jimmy.

Then there was the notebook. The dang notebook. On the front page was this:

Ed- Confused

Edd-

Eddy- Malicious

Nazz-

Kevin- Bully

Jonny- Loner

Rolf- Foreign

Sarah- Tempramental

Jimmy- Frail

Lee- Sadistic

Marie- Sadistic

May- Sadistic

He had not found one for himself, nor for the girl that they all like, Nazz. He was in love with her, though he seriously doubted that she returned his feelings. She, after all, liked Kevin, the jock who was a bully. Over the years, Kevin had grown to like Eddy, and wanted to kill the 'Underdogs', namely Ed, Edd and Jimmy.

Jimmy and Sarah also had a falling out. She had grown also to like Eddy, to the point of which you might call love, and poor Jimmy was heartbroken. Instantly he went to Double-D (the nickname for Edd so as to avoid confusion) and Ed and they became friends.

Ed, Edd and Eddy also were ones to split up. Eddy, now rather popular with the cul-de-sac kids, had dumped his unpopular friends for them. They were no longer the three Eds, no longer the three musketeers. Eddy had splitted up a group some might say was a ship sailing for a great destiny, but suddenly hit an iceberg and drowned Leonardo DiCaprio.

Edd pondered for a moment, in which he proclaimed that he truly loved Nazz, and wrote beside his name:

Edd- Lovestricken

It was a tad overdramatic, but it was true.

He got the aforementioned box and started packing it with small things. All of his lego minifigures he had made of him and his froends were in the box, as was a picture of Nazz (as I said before, he is lovestricken) he also brought a map, a raptor claw, a sheet to sleep on, his old tooth that his parents had not cashed for money but he liked to keep anyways for study, and-

And now the box was almost full. What could he be forgeting? he wondered, but then it hit him:

His Swiss army knife. He got it out of his desk, and he put in in the box, closed the box, and locked it. With his iPhone and notebook in one hand and his special box in the other, he headed out of his room. He talked to the voice activated computer.

"Lock permanantly. Only open if I say the password, which you shall ask for. The password is-"

He stopped here. What could be his uncrackable code? He thought of one.

"Nazz. The password is Nazz."

'thank you eddward' appeared on a screen and he heard seventeen clicks in rapid succession, all of which were locks. he smiled at his own brilliance and walked down his stairs. As an extra precaution, he told the computer to let up the stairs only for Mother and Father. Otherwise, they were not stairs but a steep slope. His computer was wired to most of the house, and he smiled again and was about to open the door.

He looked at the clock in the darkness. No one but his friends who were running away with hm would get up at this ungodly hour. It was 12:00 midnight.

But then he remebered Kevin's slumber party that he was hosting tonight. if they were watching movies, they were all sure to be awake. He decided to take the risk anyway. He went outside.

Double-D said not to pack big, Ed reminded himself. Only take essentials.

Ed, who was a ginger-headed tall boy,had packed up around ten pieces of buttered toast, some gravy, 5 liters of Sunkist soda and his old tent. The tent was inflatable, and it could be done in seconds with his breath. But his breath would likely kill Edd and Jimmy. So he also packed some Febreeze.

We are running away, Double-D had said. It's too dangerous and they want to kill us, Double-D had said. He knew that they were likely dead meat if they stayed but why in the middle of the night? He pondered that as well.

He packed everything in his- wait. His sock would likely frighten pale Jimmy out of his mind. He packed a suitcase instead. He left behind his left hoe and sock in his bedroom, which he had locked up with his sponges.

Ed was in his kitcken, and he got a giant swig of Diet Coke before heading outside.

Jimmy was a pale, blonde boy about four years younger than Ed and Edd. He chose to bring is art set, which could fold up into about 1 square inch, some pretzels, and his iPad, in which he had stored Edd's biographies of each child. He had seen the folders on everyone Edd had in a file cabinet, and, with Double-D's permission, he typed and scanned them onto his iPad for instant access.

He looked at the time. He still had several minutes. He could pay his last respects to his house before he went on his malevolent journey with the Eds. It could take years to come back to Peach Creek.

Years. As a precaution, he brought along his notebook, which had a calendar of the next few years in it. And he got his life savings- a grand total of $3,500 (he had been given weekly allowances from his parents ever since he was four and he had those success scams Eddy taught him how to do- while he was a jerk, he did give him the brains to do that) and he tucked them in his pocket.

Then he went outside.

It was dark, being midnight, and he saw two figures on the sidewalk. One was about 6' 4", the other 5' 9", the latter wearing a beanie cap, the white stripes on it glowing in the moonlight.

"Edd?" Jimmy asked to te figure.

The tall one instead answered. "Jimmy ahoy!" If Edd's hand was not quicker than Ed's mouth, Ed would have yelled it to the whole cul-de-sac. "Hey, Jimmy!" Edd said, on eye level with him; Jimmy had hitten a growth spurt over the years.

"Are we ready to go?" Jimmy asked.

"Ready. Ed, did you bring the flashlight?"

The oaf pondered for a moment, but only replied with a dull, gaping stare.

"You forgot it, didn't you?" Edd asked.

"No, Ed is not forgetting the thing that emits light, mesa thinks."

And he got it out of his green trench coat. He turned it on, and pointed to the woods. let us camp in the creek," he said.

"Not in it, Ed," said Double-D.

"Then next to it?"

"What about the Kankers?"

"Oh, yeh."

He now pointed to the city. Both Jimmy and Edd agreed that they could go to the city.

They started heading in that direction, but they didn't know that they were being watched.

Nazz was a pretty girl who was at Kevin's slumber party, but she wasn't watching the movie. While Santa Claus Conquers the Martians was Kevin's favorite movie, it didn't appeal to her. She happened to look outside and saw three figures, one with a buzz cut, one with a beanie cap, and one with hair that curled.

They were running away. She decided not to tell, and whispered under her breath, "Good luck, guys."