Eddy's sudden intrusion startles Squidward, the Royal Matchmaker, who was waiting for the emperor's arrival. Squidward jumps up and exclaims, "Aah! Your majesty, please don't do that. I already get one too many surprises from an annoying sponge who will remain nameless." When Squidward landed back on the ground, he regains his calm composure and announces, "Ahem, your highness, it is now time for you to choose which of these lovely ladies will be your bride."
Actually looking forward to this task, Eddy slicks back his hair and puts on his best macho face. "All right, Squid-nerd, bring on the ladies!"
Though grumbling at the emperor's mocking of his name, Squidward complies and motions for the six potential girls to line up in a single file. The girls are Lee Kanker, Misty Waterflower, Patty Mayonnaise, Reggie Rocket, Ami, and Raven.
Eddy examines each girls and frowns, because he already finds something 'wrong' with each girl and vocally lists each one.
"Okay, hate your hair."
"Not gonna happen."
"Don't think so."
"Not girly enough."
"Way too girly."
When he stops at Raven, Eddy says with a sneer, " Don't tell me, you're secretly a sweet girl underneath that creepy Goth getup."
Eddy turned towards Squidward with a less than pleased expression on his face, not realizing that the rest of the girls were keeping an enraged Raven from going 'Azarath Metrion Zinthos' on him, though most of them thought he deserved to get beaten.
"Is this the best you could do?" demanded Eddy.
"Well, uh, yes…I mean, no, um, what I mean to say is uh…" stammered a nervous Squidward, who was often on the receiving end of the ill-tempered emperor.
Rolling his eyes, Eddy thinks out loud 'What is this guy yammering about? He's like the thing that won't shut up! You're probably still wondering about that chicken in the beginning of this story. Now, I'm going to show you the two jerks who ruined my life.'
Outside the palace, a young 13 year old boy walks to the door with a rolled up piece of paper. The boy is wearing a black ski hat with a white stripe on the side of it which covers his head, save for a few strands of black hair. He is also wearing a long red short-sleeved shirt, purple pants, and blue colored shoes at the bottom of his skinny legs.
"Now you see this guy? His name's Edd or Double D, and he has one lame middle name (A.N. for those who don't know, its Marion)," Eddy narrates.
Edd unfolds the paper and looks it over. The paper was a summons letter from the emperor requesting his presence at the palace today. Edd folds the paper up, sticks the paper in his pant pocket, and taps the shoulder of a blond teenage guard, wearing a Battle Ready Armor named Chad Dickson.
"Excuse me. I have an appointment with Emperor Eddy. I have this summons notice that clearly states…" Edd tells Chad who cuts him off by pointing in a direction.
"Inside, up the stairs and to the left. Just follow the signs, loser," groans Chad.
"Oh, I see. Thank you for your assistance," replied Edd.
While Edd is making his way towards the throne room, narrator Eddy butts in and says "Now don't let Mr. I'm-so-kind-and-polite fool you. That guy's nothing but trouble."
As Edd continues walking, he is hit on the head with a half-eaten pickle. Edd plucks the pickle from the top of his hat while thinking, "What on earth…?" as he scratches his head in confusion. His musing is interrupted as he hears a voice saying, "Excuse me, but that pickle's mine."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Here you go" and without another thought, Edd returns the pickle to its owner.
"Thank you, my dear boy."
"You're quite welcome," replies Edd as he resumes his walk. A second later, Edd does a double take and gets a good view of the man he just helped. Da Mayor is entangled in a banner hanging outside of the palace, not too far from the window he was thrown out earlier.
"Oh my goodness, are you okay? Let me help you out of that mess," says Edd. He unfolds the banner and gently lifts the petite old man down onto the ground.
"Why thank you, young man. You're so very kind," Da Mayor complimented Edd as he ate what was left of his pickle.
"If you don't mind me asking, how did you get stuck up there?" Edd asks.
"Well, it's a funny story, actually. I was standing there, just minding my own business, eating a delicious dill pickle, and listening to a musical number. And before I knew it, the emperor bumped into me and, oh, was he mad. You see, I…I threw off his groove."
"His what?" Edd was confused. He heard of the emperor's new clothes, but never about his groove.
"His groove, boy. The rhythm that guides his life, the pattern of his behavior, etc. etc. When I threw off his groove, the emperor had his guards throw me out the window."
"Oh, really? I'm sorry to hear that. Incidentally, I'm about to go see the emperor today…" says Edd, but a frantic Da Mayor jumps up and grabs his collar.
"Whatever you do, don't throw off his groove!" warns Da Mayor.
"Okay, okay. I promise. I won't throw off the emperor's 'groove,'" assures Edd. Da Mayor jumps back on the ground and begins walking away. He looks back at Edd and says in a hushed, eerie voice, "Beware the groove."
"Sir, are you positive that you're okay?"
The only response he receives from Da Mayor is an eerie "Groo-oove." Edd looks back at the receding old man and ponders, 'While it is possible that our cognitive function slowly deteriorates as we get older, I think I will take his advice, as crazy as it seems, into consideration. After all, I have never spoken to the emperor, therefore I don't know what his temperament state is like.' With that, Edd resumes his walk towards the throne room.
"You see what I mean? I told you this guy's nothing but trouble. He had the nerve to help that annoying old geezer who threw off my groove. Anyways, as bad as this jerk is, he's nothing compared to the other people who messed up my life," narrates Eddy.
In the throne room, a blue-eyed woman with long red hair pulled back in a curved shape with a tacky, plastic gold crown on her head is sitting on the golden throne. She is wearing a gray top with the letter 'R' in red cut off near her belly, long purple gloves covering her arms and hands, a gray skirt, and black boots. From her high position, she looks down at the pre-teen villager standing before her with a bored expression. "So why are you here?" she asks in an uncaring tone.
"Well, it's like this, your majesty…I…I mean, your highness…" stutters a nervous Chuckie Finster.
'Okay, while this dork's stammering, let me go ahead and tell you about this lady.'
'Her name's Jessie, the emperor's advisor and an ex-Team Rocket agent. Now, you're probably wondering 'Why the heck did I hire someone from Team Rocket?' One, I don't own any pokemon and even if I did, she sucks at being a thief. Two, she was looking for work, so I hired her and gave her a reasonable salary. And by 'reasonable,' I mean whatever I felt like giving her which can range from nothing to maybe five dollars a week…maybe.'
Standing next to Jessie is a young man with green eyes and short blue-lavender hair framed around his head. His uniform is similar to Jessie's except he's wearing pants and wears black gloves.
"And let's not forget Mr. Clue-less aka Jessie's partner over there. For as long as Jessie has been with Team Rocket, this guy has always been there by her side. His name is James. And yes if you link their names together, they sound like Jessie James, the cowboy, though I think that's pretty lame."
A fly starts buzzing around Jessie who half-heartedly swipes at it.
"James, do you mind?"
"Way ahead of you, Jessie. I got it!" exclaims James. He wildly swats at the fly with a harisen, a Japanese paper fan. When the fly rests on his forehead, he readies himself to strike. "Gotcha now!" a confident James pronounces, but the fly flies off at the last second, leaving James no time to stop himself from hitting himself with the fan. "Owww…" James groans on the floor.
'Yep, that's James. Not a very bright guy, is he? But back to Jessie, see, she's got this crazy idea that she can play me for a sucker and get away with ruling MY country behind my back. I don't think so! No one makes a sap out of me! I decided to put an end to Jessie's 'so-called' rule for good.'
"I could care less if your family doesn't have, uh, what was it again?" demanded Jessie.
"Um, food, your grace," answered Chuckie.
"Hmmph! Well you should have thought of that before—then using air quote gestures—the "locusts destroyed our crops." Guards! Take this insect away. Next!"
"But wait I…". Chuckie gives a small yelp when he is grabbed by Dash Baxter and Kwan. "Oh okay, then."
While the teen guards dragged Chuckie away from the room, Jessie throws a hand up to her forehead in a dramatic fashion and states, "Oh, it is so hard being queen. But someone has to do it and who better than yours truly, right James?"
James, with a forceful grin, replies, "You're absolutely right, Jessie. You are the perfect queen."
"Even better than that midget twerp?"
"Uh…," James uttered, but couldn't finish his answer because he spotted the said 'midget' sneaking up behind Jessie without her knowing.
"Peasants can be so annoying, huh? I guess its true what they say, 'You can't find good help these days,'" said Eddy.
"You are so right…" Jessie turns to face the direction of the voice and to her surprise, she spots Eddy.
"Gotcha!" said a smug-looking Eddy.
She jumps up in panic and begins dusting the throne in attempts to look like a gracious, obedient servant. "Oh, your highness. I didn't realize you would be back so soon, otherwise I would have had this place tidied up," Jessie nervously states.
Eddy shakes his head as he says, "Jess, Jess, Jess. You really thought you were going to get away with it, weren't ya?"
Feigning innocence, Jessie asks, "Getting away with what, your emperor-ness?"
Throwing his hands up in the air, Eddy exclaims, "Ruling the country behind my back, that's what! Geez, this is like the tenth time this month!"
Eddy pointed to himself, "I'm the emperor, the one everyone obeys and worships the ground I walk on and you…" then points at Jessie, "…are my advisor, or in laymen's terms, my lackey. You got that?"
Putting on an apologetic face, Jessie tries to explain herself to Eddy. "Oh, but your majesty, I didn't want you to be bothered with these unimportant peasant matters. So, I was only looking out for your best interests…."
Through Jessie's performance, Eddy doesn't hear a word she says. He focused all of his attention on her face and feeling quite disturbed by what he saw. 'Man, look at all those wrinkles. I didn't think it was possible to get crow's feet at 20 (A.N. I don't know how old Jessie or James are, so I'm guessing 20). And what is it with her hair? I wonder how many times she's gotten it stuck in an elevator. Then Eddy shifted his gaze towards Jessie's open mouth and spotted a chunk of green stuck between her front teeth. 'Eww, broccoli! I hate broccoli! That tears it, this woman is evil!
Eddy's thoughts are interrupted as James suddenly appears next to him. James says, "You're all heart, Jessie. Don't you think so?" and pats Eddy on the shoulder.
Never liking to be touched by people, Eddy jumps into a kung-fu stance, faces James with hands ready for chopping, and shouts, "Hey, hey! No touchy! You do not touch the emperor!" Thinking that Eddy was going to lay one on him, James yelps, "Eeeee!!"
A squirrel wearing an astronaut type suit named Sandy Cheeks pops her helmet-clad head in the throne room and announces, "Er, excuse me, your highness. The village leader is here to see you. He'll be here faster than a jackrabbit on a hot day in August in the…"
"Okay, okay! Just send him in," Eddy replies quickly to stop the Texan squirrel from going on one of her tangents. Just as quickly, he glances at Jessie and says, "Oh, and before I forget, you're fired."
Her eyes bulging to the size of dinner plates and her mouth dropping to the floor, Jessie could not believe that the emperor had just dismissed her so easily. Once she found her voice, she managed to stutter, "Fuh...Fir…Fired?! I don't understand!"
"Well, let me break it down for you. You see, you're being let go,"—Slinkman, a yellow slug in a Bean Scout uniform, appears with a clip board and writes down everything Eddy says—"you're no longer wanted, we're going in a different direction, the job market is changing for the worse, take your pick, I could go on all day."
"But I…You can't…" Jessie stutters but then loses her voice as Slinkman hands her a pink slip. She just couldn't believe that she was losing her cushy job as the emperor's advisor with its high status as well as her chance of using the emperor to become queen.
She sits down dejectedly and whines, "But, your majesty, I have been nothing but loyal and obedient to you." She looks to Eddy with a puppy dog pout a la Kim Possible. "Don't you think I deserve another chance?"
Looking sympathetic, Eddy answers, "You're absolutely right. You do deserve another chance." Jessie smiles, thinking that he changed his mind and she could keep her job.
Then, with a smirk, Eddy finishes, "Another chance to get botox or at least some wrinkle cream. You have more wrinkles than Fu Dog and he's ancient!"
As Eddy laughs hysterically at his joke, Jessie's face began turning red and her forehead vein began to pop. If there was one thing she couldn't stand, it was for anyone to make fun of her appearance. 'First that Misty tomboy called me a hag and now this, oooohhhh that twerp is going to pay dearly for insulting my beautiful face!' Jessie angrily thought.
Not noticing Jessie's pent-up rage, Eddy smirks at her and asks, "Now, I believe someone is still sitting in my chair. I wonder who it is?" James, who had been silent up to this point, answers dumbly, "Uh…Jessie?"
"Very good, James! And for playing this game, you get a shiny, new bottlecap." Eddy takes out a bottlecap from his pocket and holds it up in front of James.
James jumps up and down and claps his hands in excitement. "Eeee! A 1990 Purple Flurp bottle cap! Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!"
"You want it? Fetch, boy, fetch!" Eddy tosses the bottlecap over the steep stairs and James, without thinking, leaps off and lands painfully at the bottom. Though missing some teeth and sporting a black eye, James lifts his head and smiles. Holding up the bottlecap, he proudly exclaims, "Ha, I got it!" as a couple more teeth fall out.
"You heard the idiot! Move it or lose it, sister!" Eddy ordered with a self-satisfied smirk.
Jessie looks at Eddy with a look of loathing and growls under her breath as she exits the throne room.
Eddy leans back on his throne and yells out to Sandy, "Alright, let him in!"
As Sandy opens the door for Edd to enter in, the young teen looks positively nervous. He had never faced the emperor in person but he did hear some things about Eddy, mostly about him being a greedy, self-absorbed jerk. Despite what most of the peasants thought of their emperor, Edd always believed that everyone had some good in him and was willing to give Eddy the benefit of the doubt.
As he approached the throne, Edd nervously stammers, "Um, uh, good afternoon, your highness. I received your summons notice and might I add, that I am looking forward…"
Eddy cuts him off by saying, "Hey, that's the guy I'm looking for. My main village man!"
"If you don't mind, your highness, my name is Edward. But you can call me Double D."
Though he didn't really care what this guy's name was, Eddy needed Edd for his upcoming plans, so he decided to act friendly towards him.
"Oh, my bad…Double D. Anyways, you are just the guy I need!"
A surprised Edd asks, "I am?"
Since the letter never stated why he needed to see the emperor, Edd didn't know what to expect. But he felt that whatever problem the emperor had, he would do his best to help him.
"Word on the street is that you're very smart and that you help everybody." Eddy then slides down from his throne to the ground and faces Edd with a pleading look. "You can help me, can't you?"
"I'm quite flattered that you have so much confidence in my abilities. But I'm certain that I can help you with whatever you need," replies Edd.
"Great, great. That's all I wanted to hear." Grinning a Cheshire-like smile, he places his arm around Edd's shoulder, much to Edd's discomfort, as if they were good friends and leads the boy into another room.
"Do you have any idea how important your village is to my empire?" Eddy asks.
"Well, we grow a cornucopia of crops, such as corn, tomatoes, squash, much of which is harvested to feed everyone in the empire. In addition, we raise the chickens that are…."
By then, the two have arrived at a small platform with a mysterious object hidden underneath a white sheet. Edd stops in mid-sentence as Eddy grabs the sheet and pulls it off in revealing what was underneath. It turned out to be a miniature model of Edd's village.
"Is that a replica of my village?" asked an astonished Edd.
"Oh, yeah. That's a pretty sweet place you got there on that hill, huh?" asks Eddy as he nods his head in the direction of a hill where a small model of Edd's house is positioned.
"It certainly is. Did you know that my family has lived on that particular hilltop for the last six generations? In fact, my parents willed the house to me when they passed away."
"Yeah, yeah, that's real interesting." Eddy didn't really want to hear about the house's history, there was something else that he wanted to know. "But tell me this, and I'm just curious, but where do you get the most sun?"
"Hmmm." Edd raises his hand to his chin and moves around the village model to scrutinize each angle. "On the other side of these trees"—Edd pointing to the right side of the model—"is where you would get the maximum sunlight exposure you desire."
Closing his eyes with a peaceful smile on his face, Edd continues, "Ahh. When the sun's rays shine on the ridge just right, those hills sing like the melodious nightingale."
"Don't get arty on me, sockhead! But thanks to you, you solved my problem."
Edd was confused. He couldn't believe that this was all Emperor Eddy needed from him. "Really, your highness? The sole purpose of this meeting was to describe which side of the village receives the most sunlight? Surely, you wanted to discuss some other important issues such as better learning facilities or the deplorable working conditions in the jawbreaker mines?"
"Nope. I just needed a second opinion before getting this place ready for my pool," Eddy replied. Then he bent down to pick something up.
"Your pool, your highness?"
Suddenly, Eddy lifts a model of a huge palace and roughly plops it on top of the model making Edd jump back in shock and knocking the model of Edd's house off the hill.
"Bam! Welcome to Eddy's Paradise! Population: yours truly! It's my ultimate summer hangout which comes with a water slide, see?" Eddy points to a winding, miniature water slide filled with water.
"Please excuse my grammar for a moment. But are you for real?!" Edd was in complete shock as he began to see why Eddy needed his help. He now feels troubled because he realizes that the construction of Eddy's enormous summer palace would have major implications for his and his neighbor's homes.
"Isn't this cool? Its my own birthday gift to me! I sure spoil myself! Ha ha ha ha!" Eddy laughs as he hugs the model with glee.
"But, I don't understand…"
"Man! What is with you people today? Am I speaking French here?!" exclaimed an annoyed Eddy. Slinkman, appearing out of nowhere again, asks, "Do you need me to write this down, sir?"
"Its okay, Slugman! I got this one!" After that, Slinkman vanishes from the room.
"Okay, let me break it down for you! Tomorrow is my birthday, so obviously my servants will begin building my summer getaway. When I say the word, my men will destroy your little village and Eddy's paradise will open, just for me!" Eddy emphasizes his statement by pressing a button that caused tiny strands of confetti to fly out and a little flagpole holding a flag with Eddy's face slowly raised up. Amused by his model, Eddy begins humming to himself as he watches the display.
Meanwhile, Edd was devastated. Tomorrow, his and the rest of the villager's homes were going to be torn down. Everyone was going to be homeless and he made that happen by bragging to Eddy about his village. He picks up the tiny model of his home and looks at it with both shame and shock.
Eddy comes over and takes the model out of Edd's hands. As he tosses it away carelessly, Eddy remarks, "So, if I were you, I'd look into some real-estate or at least move into a cheap motel."
"Your majesty, please reconsider what you're doing. If you go on with this project of yours, my girlfriend, my best friend, my cousins, and I won't have a place to live. Our neighbors will also be homeless. I mean, where would we live?" pleads Edd, hoping that there would be some compassion in Eddy.
Feigning deep thought, Eddy answers, "Good question. Here's an even better answer: Don't care! Does that answer your question?" Before Edd could even respond, Eddy finishes, "Yeah, I thought so too," and then proceeds walking out of the room.
Edd could not let the emperor leave until he changed his mind about building his summer palace over his village. "Now wait just a darn minute, you can't…" Edd angrily protests, but is then grabbed by Steve Barkin and Officer Tuddrussel (A.N. From Time Squad).
Eddy stops in his tracks. He always got what he wanted and he was not going to let some punk in a ski hat tell him what he can and can't do. He walks back to the restrained Edd and says with a malicious sneer, "When I give the word, Double Doo, your cute little village will be reduced to rubble! Guards, do me a favor and take out the trash."
"Hey, wait! Don't do this. Ow! Unhand me you…" Edd continues to protest, but the guards pay no heed to his words as they dragged him out of the room.
Having to have the last word, Eddy teased Edd even further. "Later, sucker!" Then, his narrator voice spoke, 'Oh, yeah. Eddy's da man. Everything was going just the way I like it. Absolutely nothing can go wrong!'
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'Remember when I said 'Absolutely nothing can go wrong?' narrates Eddy. The reader sees a bust in the emperor's likeness being smashed to pieces by a mallet. Well, I take it back, because things were going to get ugly!
The person responsible for the bust's destruction was a p.o'd Jessie who was taking her anger at being fired out on the busts.
"He thinks he can get rid of me that easily? Ha! He doesn't know who he's dealing with! That tiny twerp is going to pay!" rants an enraged Jessie.
As his partner continues to seethe, James struggles in holding several busts for her to destroy. He places one down on a stool in front of Jessie as she continues to shout, "This is…uh, a little to the left." James shifts the bust slightly towards the left direction. Jessie raises her mallet and brings it down on the bust smashing it into smithereens as she continues, "This is the last straw. I've been bossed around by that blowhard Giovanni but being humiliated by that twerp? I won't stand for it!"
As James sets down another bust on the stool, Jessie resumes ranting, "How dare he fire me? I was the one to tell him to spend his cash on himself than on the schools, playgrounds, and hospitals. I even told him to increase the miners' hours to increase jawbreaker production at low minimum wage. And this is the thanks I get?!"
"You'd think he would've been somewhat grateful," reasoned James.
"Yeah, but what can you expect from a twerp, anyway?" responded Jessie, as she begins walking away but still feeling furious at Eddy.
"It's probably better that you're taking your rage out on these busts instead of the real Eddy, huh Jessie? Its much better therapy."
What James had just said pulled Jessie out of her funk. In her mind, she began thinking that getting rid of the emperor would guarantee her becoming empress. Excitedly, she grabs James and exclaims, "You're a genius, James! That's how I'll become empress. We will get rid of Eddy."
"Get rid of the real Eddy or these little busts that look like Eddy?" asked a confused James. In annoyance, Jessie bops him on the head, causing a lump on his head. "Of course, I meant the real Eddy!" she snaps, then groaning about how her partner can be smart at one point and a complete moron the other. However, her face lights up as she explains her foolproof plan.
"This plan can't fail! One, Eddy is an only child, so we don't have to worry about any heirs to the throne. Two, since no girl in her right mind ever dated him, there's no competition for the role of empress, not that I couldn't handle any competition. Once we get rid of that annoying twerp, I'll take over the empire as fast as you can say, "Empress Jessie! Its brilliant!"
"But Jessie, Eddy fired you, remember? Won't it look suspicious if someone were to see you back in the palace?"
"Ah, but if you recall, only three people know about that"—Jessie holds up three fingers—"but once Eddy is gone, it will just be the two of us," Jessie concludes as she holds up two fingers.
"I'm one of the two, right?"
Ignoring him, Jessie strikes a dramatic pose and shouts, "To the secret lab!"
The two villains sprint towards a wall which had two levers sticking out of it. "Pull the lever, James!" Jessie commands. James pulls the left lever, which unfortunately for Jessie, opens a trapdoor causing her to fall through. "Wrong leveeerrrrrr!" she screams.
"Oops," James mutters sheepishly.
On one side of the room, a door slides open revealing a wet, frustrated Jessie with Frankie (A.N. from Shark Tale) biting on her butt. Kicking the shark off, she groans, "Whose bright idea was it to put that lever in?"
She pushes James aside while saying, "Get out of my way!" to get to the right lever. When Jessie pulls the right lever, the wall flips the duo over and the two plop into a roller coaster car.
"Alright dudes and dude-ettes, this ride is about to start. Wave your hands like crazy and have a blast, seriously!" said an announcer voice courtesy of Motor Ed. As soon as the announcement was over, the roller coaster zoomed quickly down a spiral track. Even though Jessie looked bored, James, however, screamed at the top of his lungs, "Woo hoo! Faster, faster! C'mon Jessie, you're missing out on all the fun!" while waving his hands in the air.
At the end of the roller coaster ride, Jessie and James were expelled out of the car into an underground laboratory. As they landed, both of them were wearing white lab coats with the signature red 'R' on the front, black goggles, gloves, and boots, all of which were specifically modeled in their size. The evil duo high-fived each other and jogged over to a table filled with various chemicals in different sized glass beakers and tubes.
"Now, what's the best way to get rid of that twerp?" Jessie asked herself. In her mind, she thinks out the plan similar to the way Meowth explained their get rich quick schemes (A.N. If you've watched the last couple seasons, you'll see what I mean).
First imagining a chibi model of Eddy, Jessie says, "Ah, I have it! First, I'll turn him into a bug, maybe a flea, and then I'll put that flea into a box and then I'll place that box in another box." As Jessie imagines the large cardboard box, she continues saying, "Then, I'll mail the box to my house, and when it arrives, I'll smash it with a mallet!" Jessie concludes her plan by imagining a chibi version of herself laughing like a lunatic as she repeatedly hits the box.
Snapping back to reality, Jessie brags, "It's brilliant, I tell you! Its pure genius!" In her excitement, Jessie accidentally pushes a nearby test tube off the table, spilling its potion onto a flower which causes the flower to shrivel up in seconds. Jessie and James look at the dead flower and both began thinking of another, much faster way to eliminate Eddy.
"Or, to save what limited funds we have as it is, I'll just poison the punk with this potent potion," reasoned Jessie. She holds up a flask containing a red substance and hands it to James. "Can you feel the power, James?"
"Oh yeah, I feel it!" James answers with a mischievous grin.
"We are so close to victory, I can almost taste it. Its dinner time!" Jessie proclaimed. Lightning and thunder can be heard as a foreshadowing omen to the evil plan beginning to unfold.
StarReader 86: Uh oh, it looks like our Eddy is going to get a lot more than food in the next chapter.
Eddy: Ha! I'm the star of this story, nothing's going to happen to me!
StarReader86 (looking at the readers): Famous last words. It's a good thing he never saw the original movie. Anyways, read and review!
