1 Lockdown
Ok, I don't own Ed, Edd, n Eddy, we ALL know that now. Guess what? In Alaska, we didn't have school today, 'cause we had a BIG snow storm, thus enabling me to write more! Sooooooo…. This ain't the last chapter, folks! Yay. To all that have reviewed so far, THANK YOU BUNCHES!!!!!!!!! I love reviews and reviewers… Hehehe… Keep it up! Finally, uh… HERE'S THE CHAPTER!!!!
Ed walked the halls in search of the man with the gun, his finger resting lightly around the pin, ready to pull it out at a moment's notice. He looked around briefly and continued walking.
In the classroom, Double D held his hand just over the sink, ready to be treated.
"Are you ready?"
Double D nodded.
"As I'll ever be… But I have one request."
"What's that?"
"That Eddy does it."
The teacher looked at Eddy, who was bewildered that Double D would trust him to do something like that.
"Do you think you could?"
Eddy shrugged.
"I guess… But why me, Double D?"
Double D grinned weakly, as he was still light-headed from the loss of blood he had just experienced. He looked Eddy in the eyes.
"You're the one I trust the most, Eddy."
Ed looked around the corner, then whipped his head back behind the wall. He was there. The man with the gun. He pulled the pin out of the fire extinguisher and leapt around the corner. He let him have it. Ed waited until the extinguisher was empty and the man wasn't moving until he dared to venture towards him. He reached for the gun in his hand, and took it. He fired all of the shots in the floor.
"I do not think the teachers will like the circle in the floor. At least his reign of terror is over." Ed threw the gun on the floor.
He noticed the man moving, so he went over and knelt down by him.
"I don't like hurting anyone, but you shot my friend's hand. All I have to say is that you'd better hope he lives." The words dripped like venom from the otherwise goofy Ed's mouth.
He whacked the man on the head with the empty fire extinguisher, hard enough to knock him out, but not hard enough to kill him. Then, he decided to go back and try and help Double D and Eddy.
Double D inhaled sharply as the hydrogen peroxide hit his hand. Eddy watched it bubble as it sterilized his friend's wound. He poured until the teacher told him to stop. Double D looked at his hand.
"Great, it's bleeding again. Set off by the hydrogen peroxide, I'll bet... " He turned, walked over to a desk and sat down. He held out his hand so the teacher could bandage it. By this time the other kids in the room had gotten a little more adventurous, and decided to check out Double D's hand.
"What happened, Double D?"
"There's a hole in his hand!"
"That haaad to hurt when it happened!"
"Yeah, and I bet it bled a whooooooooooole bunch!"
Jimmy, seeing Double D's discomfort, piped up.
"He lives in my neighborhood!"
Much to Double D's relief, the kids turned their attention to Jimmy and started bombarding him with questions. He turned his attention to his hand, which was now bandaged. He took about five tissues from the desk he was sitting on and wiped up his blood that had dripped on the desk before his hand was bandaged. He got up and threw the tissues in the trashcan and sat back down. As he sat down, he saw Ed peek in the door.
"Can I come in?" he asked to no one in particular.
Eddy grinned.
"Ed! We were wondering where you were!"
"Taking care of something. Hey… I hear a car alarm!"
Double D looked out of the window.
"It's a siren! The police are here!"
Ed grinned.
"Good. Now I can reveal the location of the… guy with the gun."
Double D was somewhat confused.
"How would you know where he is? Didn't he run off?"
Ed grinned.
"I took the fire extinguisher and got him with it! Then I knocked him out with it."
"So that's where you were…"
"Yup! That's where I were!"
Ed looked at the backpack on the door.
"Will I be having the honor of the duct tape?" Ed wondered.
The teacher looked at Double D and Eddy, obviously not understanding a word of what Ed said, so Eddy decided to translate.
"He wants to put the duct tape on the door. Sure, Ed. Use the red."
Ed grinned oafishly and opened the backpack, got the red duct tape out, pulled off a strip, cut it off with his… teeth, and stuck it on the other side of the door. He turned to the others.
"The task is completed, as the tape is on the door!" He took a bow. Just as he was doing so, the door swung open, catching him on his butt, sending him flying towards the smaller kids.
"Aaaaaah!!! Look out little kids, for I am Ed!"
Ok, I don't own Ed, Edd, n Eddy, we ALL know that now. Guess what? In Alaska, we didn't have school today, 'cause we had a BIG snow storm, thus enabling me to write more! Sooooooo…. This ain't the last chapter, folks! Yay. To all that have reviewed so far, THANK YOU BUNCHES!!!!!!!!! I love reviews and reviewers… Hehehe… Keep it up! Finally, uh… HERE'S THE CHAPTER!!!!
Ed walked the halls in search of the man with the gun, his finger resting lightly around the pin, ready to pull it out at a moment's notice. He looked around briefly and continued walking.
In the classroom, Double D held his hand just over the sink, ready to be treated.
"Are you ready?"
Double D nodded.
"As I'll ever be… But I have one request."
"What's that?"
"That Eddy does it."
The teacher looked at Eddy, who was bewildered that Double D would trust him to do something like that.
"Do you think you could?"
Eddy shrugged.
"I guess… But why me, Double D?"
Double D grinned weakly, as he was still light-headed from the loss of blood he had just experienced. He looked Eddy in the eyes.
"You're the one I trust the most, Eddy."
Ed looked around the corner, then whipped his head back behind the wall. He was there. The man with the gun. He pulled the pin out of the fire extinguisher and leapt around the corner. He let him have it. Ed waited until the extinguisher was empty and the man wasn't moving until he dared to venture towards him. He reached for the gun in his hand, and took it. He fired all of the shots in the floor.
"I do not think the teachers will like the circle in the floor. At least his reign of terror is over." Ed threw the gun on the floor.
He noticed the man moving, so he went over and knelt down by him.
"I don't like hurting anyone, but you shot my friend's hand. All I have to say is that you'd better hope he lives." The words dripped like venom from the otherwise goofy Ed's mouth.
He whacked the man on the head with the empty fire extinguisher, hard enough to knock him out, but not hard enough to kill him. Then, he decided to go back and try and help Double D and Eddy.
Double D inhaled sharply as the hydrogen peroxide hit his hand. Eddy watched it bubble as it sterilized his friend's wound. He poured until the teacher told him to stop. Double D looked at his hand.
"Great, it's bleeding again. Set off by the hydrogen peroxide, I'll bet... " He turned, walked over to a desk and sat down. He held out his hand so the teacher could bandage it. By this time the other kids in the room had gotten a little more adventurous, and decided to check out Double D's hand.
"What happened, Double D?"
"There's a hole in his hand!"
"That haaad to hurt when it happened!"
"Yeah, and I bet it bled a whooooooooooole bunch!"
Jimmy, seeing Double D's discomfort, piped up.
"He lives in my neighborhood!"
Much to Double D's relief, the kids turned their attention to Jimmy and started bombarding him with questions. He turned his attention to his hand, which was now bandaged. He took about five tissues from the desk he was sitting on and wiped up his blood that had dripped on the desk before his hand was bandaged. He got up and threw the tissues in the trashcan and sat back down. As he sat down, he saw Ed peek in the door.
"Can I come in?" he asked to no one in particular.
Eddy grinned.
"Ed! We were wondering where you were!"
"Taking care of something. Hey… I hear a car alarm!"
Double D looked out of the window.
"It's a siren! The police are here!"
Ed grinned.
"Good. Now I can reveal the location of the… guy with the gun."
Double D was somewhat confused.
"How would you know where he is? Didn't he run off?"
Ed grinned.
"I took the fire extinguisher and got him with it! Then I knocked him out with it."
"So that's where you were…"
"Yup! That's where I were!"
Ed looked at the backpack on the door.
"Will I be having the honor of the duct tape?" Ed wondered.
The teacher looked at Double D and Eddy, obviously not understanding a word of what Ed said, so Eddy decided to translate.
"He wants to put the duct tape on the door. Sure, Ed. Use the red."
Ed grinned oafishly and opened the backpack, got the red duct tape out, pulled off a strip, cut it off with his… teeth, and stuck it on the other side of the door. He turned to the others.
"The task is completed, as the tape is on the door!" He took a bow. Just as he was doing so, the door swung open, catching him on his butt, sending him flying towards the smaller kids.
"Aaaaaah!!! Look out little kids, for I am Ed!"