2nd Chapter, ladies and gentlemen. Enjoy the show!

Title: Well It All Started With A Hat

Chapter Title: BustED (The plan goes into action. Will the boys really find out what's under that hat? Read on to find out.)

Warnings: Brief use of the B-word

Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Edd, Or Eddy, or anything else that has to do with them.

Previously in the last chapter:

Double D shut his locker door and swung his backpack around his shoulder, walking down the nearly empty hallway to Math Club. It was gonna be a tough night, especially when you had to tutor someone who doesn't even care enough about their grades to begin with.

And yet, he had no idea there wasn't going to be a lot of tutoring going on.

Eddy had never been so excited in his entire life. This was going to work. This was actually going to work. He was going to be so rich after this. The dark-haired boy could feel his eyes turning into giant dollar signs. And besides, he always wondered what was under Double D's hat. The boy had just been extremely skillful in evading all their attempts to extract it from his head. And he was really good at holding on to it, too. Who knew there was actually muscle somewhere on him? Eddy ran all the way over to Ed's house. Almost tripping up the front steps, he stumbled onto the doorstep and banged on the doorbell.

"Ed! Ed! Open up! Come on!" He hoped Sarah wouldn't answer the door. That bitch sure had a personal vendetta. Looking at his watch he noticed they only had about half an hour now to do this. He was not about to let this be screwed up.

Ed finally opened the door. "Sorry Eddy. I had a hard time putting my pants on again." Eddy couldn't help but notice they had been put on backwards. He chuckled at this.

"Heh. Come on. Let's go. We don't have a lot of time."

When they got to Double D's house, they immediately agreed it wouldn't be hard getting in. His room was on the first floor, and his parents were still at work. How convenient. It didn't even take Eddy five minutes to open the window and get inside. Eddy was always a little envious of Double D's room. He always kept it really nice and clean, and everything was so organized. It reflected his personality. Keeping clean and organized just wasn't something Eddy was capable of. The same probably went for Ed, too. He looked under the bed and let go a sigh of relief. There was nothing under there. Still, it wasn't very spacious.

"Alright, Ed. Get under the bed."

"Eddy, I don't think I'm gonna fit."

". . .Sure you will." Eddy grabbed him and jammed him under the left side of the bed. Ed screamed like a girl, and kicked his feet, which were still sticking out. Eddy kicked at them until they disappeared under the bed with the rest of Ed.

"See? You fit. Now take this stuff. You're gonna need it." Eddy waited for him to get situated, then stuck a long piece of rope and duck tape under the bed.

"Eddy. . .there's not a lot of air under here!"

Eddy checked his watch again. 4:00. Double D would be leaving Math Club right about now. He better get a move on, or they might be caught in the act. And no, not that kind of act.

"Ed, remember the plan?"

"Butter toast."

"I guess that's a yes, then. Don't make a sound when we get back here, or I'll skin you."

Eddy exited through the window and closed it. The adrenaline was pumping in his veins now. Everything was falling into place. All he had to do now was sit on the front doorstep and wait for the victim.

Meanwhile, Ed was getting bored and hot under the bed. He decided to count his toes, but got stuck at five. Eddy was also bored and getting impatient waiting on the steps. It was 4:17 now. Where was Double D? With his chin in his hands, he stared ahead until he saw a figure walking his way. It was about time. Double D finally emerged onto the steps.

"Hey Eddy. I hope you weren't waiting too long," he said, taking out his house keys.

Eddy stood up and waved it off. "Nah, just got here," he lied. This was too easy.

There was a click and a jingling of the keys when Double D opened the door. Naturally a gentleman, he let Eddie go in first.

"Hey, I ain't a chick," Eddy said.

He followed Double D into the kitchen where Double D took his books out of his backpack and grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Would you like a drink or a snack or anything?" he asked politely.

Eddy coughed. "Oh, uh, n-no. I really uh, think we should get right into it. I'm uh. . .really far behind." He really hoped Ed was able to contain himself and not blow it.

Double D shrugged. "Sure Eddy, if you say so. Let's go."

In the bedroom, Ed finally finished counting his toes. Then he started humming Mary had a Little Lamb until the remembered he had a job to do. He really didn't want Eddy to skin him, so he got into position.

Eddy held his breath as Double D opened his bedroom door. Images of Ed in his underwear sticking duck tape all over himself in the bedroom kept popping up into his mind. When Double D opened the door Eddy could finally breath. It was silent. Perfect. Double D pulled over a chair for him and they sat down.

Double D cleared this throat and opened up the textbook. "Now, where do you remember leaving off?"

Eddy really couldn't remember. He slept in this class. Actually, he slept in all of his classes. Might as well just roll with it.

"Uh, might as well start with chapter one," He shrugged.

Double D stared at him for a minute. "Uh, alright. Chapter One. The basics of Chemistry. Now if we break down this formula. . ."

Eddy had already tuned him out. It was time. The moment of truth. The moment he had been waiting for. The moment that would ultimately make him rich. He hoped to God Ed was watching and paying attention. Slowly he reached around to the back of his head. . .and scratched. It was truly epic. Ed came flying out from under the bed like a monkey on crack. He worked with such finesse that Double D barely had enough time to turn and scream before Ed had him tied and taped. Eddy had to give the guy credit. That was impressive.

"YES! ED! YOU ROCK!"

"BUTTER TOAST!"

It took them a moment to calm down before realizing that Double D had chewed the tape off his mouth and was now screaming incoherently, legs flailing.

"What are you doing!? Take this off, right now, I demand you! You're going to rape me aren't you? Mother always warned something like that would happen!"

"Eddy, what's going on?" Edd asked.

"Whoa, dude. Calm down. We just wanna see what's under that hat of yours, that's all," Eddy said, using the calmest voice he knew.

Unfortunately, that only made him scream worse.

"Eddy! Eddy! I'm warning y-you! You take off this hat and I'll be informing the proper authorities! Must. . .get. . .to. . .pepper spray. . .in pocket. . ."

"No, Double D! I have to know! I'll be rich! I'll even split profits. . .Oh, I see it now. You were planning to keep it to yourself! Waiting for the right time to unleash it and become rich without us, weren't you?" He knew that was pot calling the kettle black, but it still made him mad for some reason. Damn his arrogance.

Double D shook his head furiously. "No, I swear that's not it! Please-"

Eddy got fed up. It was now or never. He decided on now. Everything was put in slow-motion and turned to black and white as Eddy hooked his fingers around the rim of Double D's hat.

"Nnnnnoooooooooooooo!"

And then it was over in a flash. Double D's hat fell the floor and Ed and Eddy gasped.

A/N: 3rd chapter up soon. I'm sorry for any delays that you might experience. My beta-reader appears to have died on me, and it's kind of distressing. My apologies, dear readers. I'd also like to ask you to leave a truthful review, and include anything that you'd like me to change or add. I usually listen.

Next Chapter Title: TrickED. (The boys finally figure out what's under Double D's hat. What does Eddy plan to do with it now?)