1 Lockdown
1.1 You know the drill… I don't own Ed, Edd, 'n Eddy… blah, blah, blah… Oh, by the way, the platform is just some wishful thinking on my part… unfortunately… oh well. Here's the next chappy.
Double D was the first to notice that no one was on the playground. He nudged Eddy's shoulder lightly.
"Eddy, we seem to be the only ones left on the playground."
"Really? I hadn't noticed…"
"Ketchup!"
Double D and Eddy looked at Ed. He had his usual smile plastered on his face. They started to climb down the ladder and started walking towards the door to get inside their school. They were walking towards their classroom when an announcement came on over the intercom.
"Dr. Lock is in the building. I repeat, Dr. Lock is in the building."
Eddy looked at Double D with an interesting expression on his face, somewhere between puzzlement and fear.
"Didn't we have a drill this morning?"
"Yes…"
Eddy blanched.
"Then that would mean… This is for real, and-"
"And we are trapped in the halls with a madman with a gun, and we can't get in to our classroom, because it's locked." Double D was unusually grim.
"We should find something to defend ourselves with…" Eddy suggested tentatively.
Double D looked around for something that they could use as a weapon. His eyes set upon a fire extinguisher. Perfect. He opened the glass, pulled out the extinguisher, and handed it to Eddy.
"You know how to use one of these, right?"
Eddy shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sure."
"Good. Now… A weapon for me…"
Double D searched his pockets. He came up with a rubber band and a fountain pen.
"Perfect." He murmured. He stretched the rubber band around his index and middle fingers, then took the fountain pen, cut a notch in the end with the nib of the pen, put the nib back on, and strung it on the rubber band, thus creating an impromptu bow and arrow.
"Cool, Double D!" Eddy was impressed.
"Yeah, cool." This was the first time Ed had spoken since they got in the building. A strange sense of seriousness had fallen over the usually goofy pre-teen. He tugged on Double D's shoulder.
"Double D?"
"Yes, Ed?"
"Um… Can I have a weapon too?"
"I suppose… What did you have in mind?"
Ed went over to the glass Double D had previously opened to get the fire extinguisher. He took the fountain pen from him and traced the rough outline of a small dagger on the glass. Then, he threw the glass on the ground, and by the author-given-magic, the dagger shape stayed intact. He picked the dagger up.
"Something like this!"
Double D shrugged.
"Anything that works… Ah… Ed? May I have my fountain pen back, please?"
"Sure, Double D." He handed back the pen.
They started walking down the halls carefully, looking around at every step. They carried on with this agonizingly slow movement for a long time (actually ah, 5 minutes) until the unavoidable happened. The man with a gun terrorizing their school. Right. In. Front. Of. Them.
1.1 You know the drill… I don't own Ed, Edd, 'n Eddy… blah, blah, blah… Oh, by the way, the platform is just some wishful thinking on my part… unfortunately… oh well. Here's the next chappy.
Double D was the first to notice that no one was on the playground. He nudged Eddy's shoulder lightly.
"Eddy, we seem to be the only ones left on the playground."
"Really? I hadn't noticed…"
"Ketchup!"
Double D and Eddy looked at Ed. He had his usual smile plastered on his face. They started to climb down the ladder and started walking towards the door to get inside their school. They were walking towards their classroom when an announcement came on over the intercom.
"Dr. Lock is in the building. I repeat, Dr. Lock is in the building."
Eddy looked at Double D with an interesting expression on his face, somewhere between puzzlement and fear.
"Didn't we have a drill this morning?"
"Yes…"
Eddy blanched.
"Then that would mean… This is for real, and-"
"And we are trapped in the halls with a madman with a gun, and we can't get in to our classroom, because it's locked." Double D was unusually grim.
"We should find something to defend ourselves with…" Eddy suggested tentatively.
Double D looked around for something that they could use as a weapon. His eyes set upon a fire extinguisher. Perfect. He opened the glass, pulled out the extinguisher, and handed it to Eddy.
"You know how to use one of these, right?"
Eddy shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sure."
"Good. Now… A weapon for me…"
Double D searched his pockets. He came up with a rubber band and a fountain pen.
"Perfect." He murmured. He stretched the rubber band around his index and middle fingers, then took the fountain pen, cut a notch in the end with the nib of the pen, put the nib back on, and strung it on the rubber band, thus creating an impromptu bow and arrow.
"Cool, Double D!" Eddy was impressed.
"Yeah, cool." This was the first time Ed had spoken since they got in the building. A strange sense of seriousness had fallen over the usually goofy pre-teen. He tugged on Double D's shoulder.
"Double D?"
"Yes, Ed?"
"Um… Can I have a weapon too?"
"I suppose… What did you have in mind?"
Ed went over to the glass Double D had previously opened to get the fire extinguisher. He took the fountain pen from him and traced the rough outline of a small dagger on the glass. Then, he threw the glass on the ground, and by the author-given-magic, the dagger shape stayed intact. He picked the dagger up.
"Something like this!"
Double D shrugged.
"Anything that works… Ah… Ed? May I have my fountain pen back, please?"
"Sure, Double D." He handed back the pen.
They started walking down the halls carefully, looking around at every step. They carried on with this agonizingly slow movement for a long time (actually ah, 5 minutes) until the unavoidable happened. The man with a gun terrorizing their school. Right. In. Front. Of. Them.