As usual, thank you for the reviews!
Mike: If you really must know, I put my story under my favorites because
it looks good! Just kidding... Seriously, I just felt like it.
Johnny Bravo: I thought you could possibly be J.B. but then I wondered if
you weren't... I didn't want to p.o. anyone. But hey -don't you feel special
(you should *WINK*)?
Disclaimer: I do not own EE&E though I did watch a marthon of it on Cartoon
Network today... WHOO HOO!!!
CHAPTER 8: edd, saturday 1:45 p.m.
"Well, Kevin..." Rolf said. "You got to meet Stevie-Girl! Do you
want to play ball now?"
Stevie blushed, realizing they were talking about her. Kevin
saw her and said, "Er -sure Dude. Let's go..." He turned to Stevie
and me with a simple, "Later!!!" I can't really blame him for leaving out
Eddy, he can get to be a pain at times. Pretty soon, Kevin and Rolf
were down the cul-de-sac where they were kicking around the soccer
ball Rolf had been holding onto the whole time.
My cousin spoke, "Um... Edd? Could we maybe get me settled
in?" She smiled.
"Sure," I nodded and turned to Eddy. "Would you like to come in as
well," I felt a smirk coming across my face. I just had to throw it in...
"Captain Shrimp?"
"Na Sockhead, I have work to do," he shook his head. Eddy and work? What
was with him???
As he trudged off Stevie turned towards me, "Sorry if I p.o.ed
Eddy -I really am. Just with being with him in the cab and all..." She
shrugged, "Well, if he can dish it, you'd think he'd be able to eat his
own cooking."
We walked up my driveway I added, "Figurativley speaking, of
course."
Stevie looked confused and then smiled, "Of course."
"And by p.o.ed you meant..." my voice trailed off as I held the
door open for her.
"Thanks, and by p.o.ed I mea-"
I rolled my eyes, "Post Office of course!"
She just stared at me, "Excuse me cous, but what planet are
you from?"
I opened the door to her room, "Dear me, well Stevie I was
being sarcastic with the 'Post Office' joke. Sorry if I scared you for a
moment... And I do know what p.o.ed means. You would too if you
knew Eddy!"
(A/N: I had a stupid but entertaing time with a friend once when were talking
about the intials of p.o. Lol... I just had to throw it in! Anywhoo, I'll
shut up and let you continue...)
"Wow!" Stevie exclaimed.
"Wow, what do you mea-?" I then realized she meant her room.
She was looking at the bed... A metal black one with a twin on top
and a full on the bottom -the one Father picked out just for Stevie. I
cringed, just looking at it. It seemed so unsafe -being a bunkbed and
all. "Oh, you must mean the bed."
She nodded, "Oh yes! It's so cool!!!"
"Cool?!?" I exlaimed. "It's totally unsafe! From the top you
could fall and the bottom you could hit your head!"
My cousin just shrugged as she sat down on the botttom bed,
"So?"
"So? So!?!" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"So..." Stevie smiled. "I love it! Very spiffy!"
I frowned as I sat down at the desk, "Spiffy?"
She blushed and nodded, "Yes, spiffy cous. Everything is... the
beds, the bookcases, even the pictures!!!"
I just nodded while I looked at the far left corner, both beds with
a red Hawaiian patterened hibiscus bed-spread (Mother picked it out).
I assume it was something a girl would like. And the pictures
throughout the room were of tropical nature, which was rather
intriuging. "Aye," I smiled.
Stevie looked up from the bed's comforter, "Since when are you
colonial Captain Edward?"
"Mind you, I do like using words from different erras;
experimenting with them if you will," I responded while she took it all
in. I then asked, "What is so special about the bookcases, if you don't
mind me asking?"
My cousin then planted herself on the bed, "It's so cool!
Everything is in alphabetical order! So organized and tidy -though it
looks like it's used!!!" She paused, "The computer's cool too!" Stevie
then pointed to our three year-old red iMac computer that was
replaced by our new Dell the month before. "Does it have internet?"
She inquired.
I sat in the red chair by the computer, moving the mouse back
into place. I laughed, "Yes ma'am. You hoping to go online anytime
soon?"
"Why so chilarious?" she laughed, not really expecting an
answer. Stevie stood up, "Should we go get my bags?"
Mike: If you really must know, I put my story under my favorites because
it looks good! Just kidding... Seriously, I just felt like it.
Johnny Bravo: I thought you could possibly be J.B. but then I wondered if
you weren't... I didn't want to p.o. anyone. But hey -don't you feel special
(you should *WINK*)?
Disclaimer: I do not own EE&E though I did watch a marthon of it on Cartoon
Network today... WHOO HOO!!!
CHAPTER 8: edd, saturday 1:45 p.m.
"Well, Kevin..." Rolf said. "You got to meet Stevie-Girl! Do you
want to play ball now?"
Stevie blushed, realizing they were talking about her. Kevin
saw her and said, "Er -sure Dude. Let's go..." He turned to Stevie
and me with a simple, "Later!!!" I can't really blame him for leaving out
Eddy, he can get to be a pain at times. Pretty soon, Kevin and Rolf
were down the cul-de-sac where they were kicking around the soccer
ball Rolf had been holding onto the whole time.
My cousin spoke, "Um... Edd? Could we maybe get me settled
in?" She smiled.
"Sure," I nodded and turned to Eddy. "Would you like to come in as
well," I felt a smirk coming across my face. I just had to throw it in...
"Captain Shrimp?"
"Na Sockhead, I have work to do," he shook his head. Eddy and work? What
was with him???
As he trudged off Stevie turned towards me, "Sorry if I p.o.ed
Eddy -I really am. Just with being with him in the cab and all..." She
shrugged, "Well, if he can dish it, you'd think he'd be able to eat his
own cooking."
We walked up my driveway I added, "Figurativley speaking, of
course."
Stevie looked confused and then smiled, "Of course."
"And by p.o.ed you meant..." my voice trailed off as I held the
door open for her.
"Thanks, and by p.o.ed I mea-"
I rolled my eyes, "Post Office of course!"
She just stared at me, "Excuse me cous, but what planet are
you from?"
I opened the door to her room, "Dear me, well Stevie I was
being sarcastic with the 'Post Office' joke. Sorry if I scared you for a
moment... And I do know what p.o.ed means. You would too if you
knew Eddy!"
(A/N: I had a stupid but entertaing time with a friend once when were talking
about the intials of p.o. Lol... I just had to throw it in! Anywhoo, I'll
shut up and let you continue...)
"Wow!" Stevie exclaimed.
"Wow, what do you mea-?" I then realized she meant her room.
She was looking at the bed... A metal black one with a twin on top
and a full on the bottom -the one Father picked out just for Stevie. I
cringed, just looking at it. It seemed so unsafe -being a bunkbed and
all. "Oh, you must mean the bed."
She nodded, "Oh yes! It's so cool!!!"
"Cool?!?" I exlaimed. "It's totally unsafe! From the top you
could fall and the bottom you could hit your head!"
My cousin just shrugged as she sat down on the botttom bed,
"So?"
"So? So!?!" I exclaimed in disbelief.
"So..." Stevie smiled. "I love it! Very spiffy!"
I frowned as I sat down at the desk, "Spiffy?"
She blushed and nodded, "Yes, spiffy cous. Everything is... the
beds, the bookcases, even the pictures!!!"
I just nodded while I looked at the far left corner, both beds with
a red Hawaiian patterened hibiscus bed-spread (Mother picked it out).
I assume it was something a girl would like. And the pictures
throughout the room were of tropical nature, which was rather
intriuging. "Aye," I smiled.
Stevie looked up from the bed's comforter, "Since when are you
colonial Captain Edward?"
"Mind you, I do like using words from different erras;
experimenting with them if you will," I responded while she took it all
in. I then asked, "What is so special about the bookcases, if you don't
mind me asking?"
My cousin then planted herself on the bed, "It's so cool!
Everything is in alphabetical order! So organized and tidy -though it
looks like it's used!!!" She paused, "The computer's cool too!" Stevie
then pointed to our three year-old red iMac computer that was
replaced by our new Dell the month before. "Does it have internet?"
She inquired.
I sat in the red chair by the computer, moving the mouse back
into place. I laughed, "Yes ma'am. You hoping to go online anytime
soon?"
"Why so chilarious?" she laughed, not really expecting an
answer. Stevie stood up, "Should we go get my bags?"