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characters. They belong to Cartoon Network, AKA Cartoon Studios, and Danny
Antoucci. All rights are reserved to them. I also do not own Resident
Evil, the T-Virus, or any other respective aspect of the Resident Evil
series. Their rights are reserved to the Capcom corporation.
It was a typical morning in the Cal-De-Sac, nothing special. Eddy and Double-D were already hard at work, planning the day's scam while Ed did his usual lumping around.
"Eddy, do you have any idea how preposterous that idea is?!" Double-D asked loudly and rhetorically. "It's not even anywhere near Halloween! No one will want to go into a haunted house! It's out of season!"
"Sure they will! Remember what I said before: 'You can do anyone with the right bait at any time!'"
"Please, Eddy! The only one who would possibly fall for this one is Jonny, and you know Plank will talk him out of it one way or another!"
"You actually think that board talks to Jonny?"
"As unfeasible as it sounds, yes!" Double-D returned.
"Hey, guys!" Ed shouted.
"What do you want, lumpy?" Eddy asked, sighing.
"Who wants to go to the candy store?!" Ed asked, stupidly.
"We don't have any money, monobrow!"
"Oh yes we do!" Ed replied, holding out his hands. Eddy ran over and quickly frowned.
"Ed, those are bottlecaps."
"YUP! Five bucks, Eddy!"
"Ed, you can't trade bottlecaps for money! That's why Eddy and I need to make a plan to make money."
"Like I was saying, a haunted house would be a good plan! Ed could be a zombie, you could be a ghost, Double-D!"
"Eddy, you know I don't have any sort of training or experience in this area! How would I make a good ghost?"
"All we have to do is study some of Ed's old horror flicks while we work out the kinks in the plan."
"MOVIES GOOD FOR ED!" Ed shouted, a giant grin flooding his countenance.
"Well, Ed seems to be enthused about the plan. I guess we could try it. What have we got to lose?" Edd consented.
"I get to be a zombie mutant brain muncher from Mars, right?" Ed asked, shaking his arms out from side to side.
"Shut up, Ed. Let's just go grab your movies and make for Double-D's place!"
"Why my place, Eddy?"
"You have the best equipment to design our haunted house, that's why! Come on!" Eddy charged from the lane towards Double-D's house in his usual running style. Ed followed closely, arms flapping behind him like two socks in the wind. Double-D sighed and followed his friends to his residence.
It was a typical morning in the Cal-De-Sac, nothing special. Eddy and Double-D were already hard at work, planning the day's scam while Ed did his usual lumping around.
"Eddy, do you have any idea how preposterous that idea is?!" Double-D asked loudly and rhetorically. "It's not even anywhere near Halloween! No one will want to go into a haunted house! It's out of season!"
"Sure they will! Remember what I said before: 'You can do anyone with the right bait at any time!'"
"Please, Eddy! The only one who would possibly fall for this one is Jonny, and you know Plank will talk him out of it one way or another!"
"You actually think that board talks to Jonny?"
"As unfeasible as it sounds, yes!" Double-D returned.
"Hey, guys!" Ed shouted.
"What do you want, lumpy?" Eddy asked, sighing.
"Who wants to go to the candy store?!" Ed asked, stupidly.
"We don't have any money, monobrow!"
"Oh yes we do!" Ed replied, holding out his hands. Eddy ran over and quickly frowned.
"Ed, those are bottlecaps."
"YUP! Five bucks, Eddy!"
"Ed, you can't trade bottlecaps for money! That's why Eddy and I need to make a plan to make money."
"Like I was saying, a haunted house would be a good plan! Ed could be a zombie, you could be a ghost, Double-D!"
"Eddy, you know I don't have any sort of training or experience in this area! How would I make a good ghost?"
"All we have to do is study some of Ed's old horror flicks while we work out the kinks in the plan."
"MOVIES GOOD FOR ED!" Ed shouted, a giant grin flooding his countenance.
"Well, Ed seems to be enthused about the plan. I guess we could try it. What have we got to lose?" Edd consented.
"I get to be a zombie mutant brain muncher from Mars, right?" Ed asked, shaking his arms out from side to side.
"Shut up, Ed. Let's just go grab your movies and make for Double-D's place!"
"Why my place, Eddy?"
"You have the best equipment to design our haunted house, that's why! Come on!" Eddy charged from the lane towards Double-D's house in his usual running style. Ed followed closely, arms flapping behind him like two socks in the wind. Double-D sighed and followed his friends to his residence.