Okay, this is a little silly short chapter but it's definitely the most fun I've had writing anything ever. There's some EddyxEggs in there, too. And Chapter 7 is soon to come.

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We're on in 3, 2, 1…

"Ladies and Gentlemen…

Ed Pictures are proud to present…

Late Night with Edd!"

The lights are hot and the crowd is going wild. An upbeat accordion instrumental goes off to Edd's entrance, we hear cymbals and an out of tune harmonica. Edd is dressed sharply in a white and light blue tuxedo.

He straightens his bow before clearing his throat. "Good evening, Mesdames et Messieurs! Before we begin, let us give the musical accoutrement a round of applause! A spotlight on Rolf and the E.I.O's, if you please?"

Rolf and his animal band turn to the camera. Rolf waves, bowing to the crowd. "Oho! Thank you! Thank you!"

Edd continues. "We have a lovely show planned out for you tonight with the best names ready to take the couch," he smiles proudly. "Our first guests! Put your hands together for… Eddy and Kevin!" He throws his arms to the right and pauses as the camera stays frozen on him. Edd clears his throat. "Eddy and Kevin!" The camera stays still. "Ed!" He whispers sharply.

"Oh! Sorry Double D!" The camera pans to the side and we see Kevin and Eddy appear from the curtains.

Eddy is dressed garishly in bad taste; he is wearing loud prints and sparkly pants, his shirt is open and on his fingers are oversized golden rings. "HEY! WHY DO I GOTTA GO ON WITH THIS SIDE SHOW? I THOUGHT I WAS THE STAR!"

"OUT OF MY WAY," Kevin knocks Eddy to the side of the set with a push. He comes without a hat, wearing a buttoned up Peach Creek cardigan and a necktie. He shoots a suave look at the camera, "hey, ladies…"

The two fumble their way to the couch, where Edd is sitting by a desk. The applause fades out.

"Now, Kevin… Eddy… What the people really want to know is… Friend? Or foe?"

"HA! He WISHES he were a foe! More like an extra!" Eddy gets up on the couch, putting his hands on the desk while he points to the red headed boy behind him.

Kevin grabs Eddy by his shirt collar. "Say that again, Bird Breath!?"

"Now, Eddy, if you don't behave yourself, my producers will be forced to call security…" Edd straightens his note cards.

"Hey, YOUR the one who wanted to do a talk show! I said we should do an in style special on moi!"

"It's 'you're,' not 'your," Eddy. 'Your' is possessive."

Eddy blinked. "You can see the words I'm saying?"

"AHEM!" Sarah coughed loudly from off stage.

Edd nervously fumbles through his note cards. "Kevin! My producers tell me that you'd like to perform something on the show for us?"

"Oh, right!" Kevin throws Eddy to the ground and gets up. "Just a little something I've been working on." He says proudly. Kevin lifts his arms as Rolf begins a drum roll. "HRRRMMPHHH…" Kevin's face goes red as he flexes with all his might. The drum roll goes on… Suddenly, two bumps of muscle pop up from underneath his cardigan sleeves.

The crowd goes wild.

Eddy rolls his eyes. "Great, now every single person's changed the channel."

"Eddy, please!" Edd shoots. "Now, for our next guest we have the lovely…" Edd's eyes widen at the sight of the name on his note card. He begins to sweat. "The lovely…" The lights put him under a wave of nervous heat; all eyes are on him. "The lovely…" He inhales deep and pauses. A small voice escapes his lips. "… Nazz."

As if on cue, the band begins to play, the crowd explodes into cheers and applauses, Nazz walks through the curtains in a pretty blue dress.

"Hi, everyone!" She smiles with a wave, "hey, dudes!"

Kevin and Eddy drool at the sight of her as she makes her way to the couch and sits beside Edd's desk. Edd hides behind his note cards, his head buried halfway into his suit.

The applause fades out and all we hear is Edd shaking in his seat.

"Hi, Double D!" She smiles.

"..."

She stares at her quiet host. The silence goes on.

"…"

"Was there something you wanted to ask me?" She smiles again.

Edd continues to sweat and shake. "… I…"

By the cameras, Ed lifts his hand to his mouth, his eyes directed to both sides of his head as he calls out. "REPLACEMENT HOST!"

Out of nowhere, Jonny 2x4's hand pulls Edd out of his seat by his collar and places plank neatly in his place.

Plank stares at Nazz.

Nazz stares at Plank.

Plank stares back at Nazz.

Jonny 2x4 breaks the silence with a loud laugh. "HAHAHA! YOU'RE A RIOT, BUDDY!"

We interrupt this program to bring you a commercial…

"HEY!" Eddy appears over a white screen. "LATE TO CLASS AND CAN'T FIND YOUR HOMEWORK? WELL, DON'T WORRY! HAVE WE GOT THE ANSWER FOR YOU"

He slides to the side and we see Ed on all fours, slowly spinning in place while Edd and Eggs have their arms lifted towards him as if this were a car show.

Eddy appears once again. "Try Ed's Sniff Out Services! Nose like a hound's, brain like a bird's!" He disappears again as we get a close up on Ed's nozzle.

Eddy's face appears beside it. "We guarantee you'll find anything you need with this schnoz or your money back! No refunds…"

"Makeup break!" Jimmy cheers. Him and Sarah appear from the shadows and powder Edd's face in a cloud of white. They circle him a few times before running back to their places.

"You're on the air, Double D!" Ed signals.

"Oh! Sorry about the technical difficulty there, ladies and gentlemen… Thank you for still tuning in…" Edd smiles apologetically. He clears his throat. "Now! Give our final guest a round of applause. Peach Creek's newest member… Katherine "Eggs" Cunningham!"

The camera pans to the curtains and a few moments of silence go by before a mysterious hand pushes Eggs forward by her sliding heels. She looks around the set in confusion, hands full with stray wires as she had been working off camera.

The crowd begins their applause.

She walks over to the couch and whispers to Edd through the side of her mouth, "what happened to interviewing the President?"

"He couldn't make it."

"Oh."

"So, Eggs. My producers tell me you have a love for inventors and the like."

Eggs's posture straightens as she lights up. "That'd be right."

"Tell us about your favorite creative mind."

"Favorite? Can't do that, Double D, it's impossible to narrow down that list to five let alone one."

"Well, who do you find yourself thinking of the most?"

Eggs' expression drops and her shoulders shy inwards. "… Thinking of the most?"

"Precisely! Who gets your blood burning with passion!?"

"Um…" She looks over shyly at the cameras. She shoots her eyes downwards to her knees as she begins to twiddle her thumbs. Her face is a bright red. "W-well, he's a little rough around the edges... But I like him for it… Most of his plans don't really end up going that well but he's always on the brink of genius…"

"PSSST!"

Eggs pauses and looks over into the audience. She squints to see Eddy in the darkness, standing beside camera-man Ed with a large message scribbled on blank white sheets.

She reads the messages in her head as he flips them one after another.

This show is going nowhere fast…

Quit boring everyone…

And talk about ME…

Eggs' eyebrow twitches and she tightens her fist into a ball at her clueless beloved. She resists the urge to clobber him from across the set.

"SECURITY!" She calls out.

We hear heavy footsteps from behind the camera as they take Eddy off set.

"HEY! WHAT GIVES! PUT ME DOWN, I'M THE STAR!"

Rolf's music goes off.

"Well, I'm afraid that's all the time we have for tonight, folks! Tune in again for another bonus chapter!" Edd waves as the camera fades to a black.

"Don't forget to review!" Eggs adds cheerfully.

But actually.