The Comic Expo
By: TurbineEddyPrower
Disclaimer: I do this WAY too often. A.K.A. Cartoons and Cartoon Network own the Eds, not me! Get it? Good.
Chapter 1: The Comic Expo Comes to Town.
"Pizza! Real cheap! Get your pizza here! 50ยข! Only at Ed's Pizza Palace!" Another day, another scam. "Yum! Pepperoni!" Ed yelled. Today's scam: pizza. "Eddy, we wasted the day making the pizza! Because of Ed's mischief, it took us until now. It's 6:30 at night! No one in their right mind will talk to us after 5! However, that is very mysterious." Eddy slapped Double D in the back. "That is weird. Well, tell ya what Sockhead: we'll pack this stuff up so it's hot 'till tomorrow. C'MON LUMPY!!!" Ed ran up the cul-de-sac yelling "I'M COMING GUYS!" and slammed his head into a tree.
The Eds were headed down to Ed's room. They were sleeping over. "I can't believe I agreed to this." Double D sighed. But, you had to admit, Ed's room was the perfect hangout! Anyway, Eddy and Double D went to sleep because of that day's pizza adventure, while Ed stayed up all night watching TV. While watching the 42nd rerun of Slurp-U-La, a commercial came on for a comic expo going on down at the candy shop. And if it's one thing Ed actually knows about, it's comics.
That morning, Eddy and Double D woke up under cardboard boxes. Eddy instantly got annoyed. "What the heck is this?" Another box slammed on top of Eddy's box, crushing the box. "Ouch! Why I oughtta." Eddy threw the boxes off of him and took Double D's off his head as well. "Hmm. Seems like Ed is organizing his comic collection!" Eddy laughed. "Yeah right, Sockhead! He's doin' somethin' else alright." "COMIC EXPO COMIC EXPO COMIC EXPO!!!" Ed yelled. Ed ripped off his carpeting and grabbed piles of comics. Under his wallpaper, piles of comics. In his mattress. In his pillows. In his drawers. Toilet, shower, sink, trash, bathtub, closets, jars! Up his nose, in his ears, secret rooms, in his TV, in his toys. Comics were everywhere! Finally grabbing one last comic from the table, Ed packed it up, closed his boxes, grabbed some boxes, put some on various carrying devices, and ran off to the candy shop. "Where's Burrhead goin'?" "Eddy, that's reasonable: a comic expo." "Oh. Let's see if we can get some money off of those nerds! He hah ha! Booyah! Cha-ching!" So off Eddy and Double D went.
Disclaimer: I do this WAY too often. A.K.A. Cartoons and Cartoon Network own the Eds, not me! Get it? Good.
Chapter 1: The Comic Expo Comes to Town.
"Pizza! Real cheap! Get your pizza here! 50ยข! Only at Ed's Pizza Palace!" Another day, another scam. "Yum! Pepperoni!" Ed yelled. Today's scam: pizza. "Eddy, we wasted the day making the pizza! Because of Ed's mischief, it took us until now. It's 6:30 at night! No one in their right mind will talk to us after 5! However, that is very mysterious." Eddy slapped Double D in the back. "That is weird. Well, tell ya what Sockhead: we'll pack this stuff up so it's hot 'till tomorrow. C'MON LUMPY!!!" Ed ran up the cul-de-sac yelling "I'M COMING GUYS!" and slammed his head into a tree.
The Eds were headed down to Ed's room. They were sleeping over. "I can't believe I agreed to this." Double D sighed. But, you had to admit, Ed's room was the perfect hangout! Anyway, Eddy and Double D went to sleep because of that day's pizza adventure, while Ed stayed up all night watching TV. While watching the 42nd rerun of Slurp-U-La, a commercial came on for a comic expo going on down at the candy shop. And if it's one thing Ed actually knows about, it's comics.
That morning, Eddy and Double D woke up under cardboard boxes. Eddy instantly got annoyed. "What the heck is this?" Another box slammed on top of Eddy's box, crushing the box. "Ouch! Why I oughtta." Eddy threw the boxes off of him and took Double D's off his head as well. "Hmm. Seems like Ed is organizing his comic collection!" Eddy laughed. "Yeah right, Sockhead! He's doin' somethin' else alright." "COMIC EXPO COMIC EXPO COMIC EXPO!!!" Ed yelled. Ed ripped off his carpeting and grabbed piles of comics. Under his wallpaper, piles of comics. In his mattress. In his pillows. In his drawers. Toilet, shower, sink, trash, bathtub, closets, jars! Up his nose, in his ears, secret rooms, in his TV, in his toys. Comics were everywhere! Finally grabbing one last comic from the table, Ed packed it up, closed his boxes, grabbed some boxes, put some on various carrying devices, and ran off to the candy shop. "Where's Burrhead goin'?" "Eddy, that's reasonable: a comic expo." "Oh. Let's see if we can get some money off of those nerds! He hah ha! Booyah! Cha-ching!" So off Eddy and Double D went.