Note: Okay. So, my girlfriend broke up with me, and I was in the middle of creating a slightly sappy chapter. That idea is now down the drain. I'm an angst ridden girl right now. Le Sigh. And because GhostHelwig deman-er, ASKED so nicely... new chapter! Ahhh! Mini Ritz Scuba commercial! If someone can find me the song from that commercial, I will love you and write you stories on command. I swear.
Disclaimer: Second verse, same as the first...
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Ed and Eddy brought Edd back home as soon as they found his clothes. No notes to the teachers; no questioning looks from other students. No one cared what had happened; a teenager down was a teenager down, and no one really cared about what had happened or why.
It was always the same, too. The year before, Jimmy had been beaten up over something stupid; a look or a word misplaced, and the Ed's had been too late to help him. Eddy had found the people who had beaten up the younger teen; it hadn't taken much to find out their identities.
Now, sitting in Edd's room with the smaller teen laying curled up on the bed, Eddy only wanted to hurt someone. He didn't care how badly; he didn't care how much. He didn't care how much trouble he'd get into; all that mattered was that someone had hurt Double D, and someone was going to have to pay.
Ed sat on the other side of the bed, running a hand through Edd's hair as he muttered nonsense under his breath. He didn't quite understand what had happened; Edd had been getting his birthday beatings, and then he was hurt, hurt badly. It was above his comprehension, it was beyond his acknowledgment. He didn't get the reasoning behind it. He couldn't understand, didn't know why anyone would want to harm Double D. Sweet, caring Double D; who always held open doors and helped people with homework. He wasn't sure he wanted to know, either.
"Ed, man, we've gotta find out who did this. Sockhead doesn't deserve to be treated like this at all. Man...if I ever catch who did this...I swear I'll...I'll...we'll, I don't know what I'll do, but I'll do it something good!" Ed nodded enthusiastically, tugging Edd's blankets up around the younger teens chest.
"Why's Double D still sleeping, Eddy? Is he tired? Did we wake him up to early this morning?" Ed's concerned questions caused Eddy to stop his pacing and look over at the limp form on the bed. He'd been sleeping since the three had returned to the house three hours earlier, and Ed was right; perhaps it was time to wake him up and see if he was alright. Eddy was no medic; Double D had always been the safety inclined one of the group. So he couldn't be positive if there was anything really wrong with Edd besides the cuts and forming bruises.
"Let's wake him up, Monobrow. See if he's alright." Sitting on the bed, Eddy gently gripped Edd's shoulders and shook him. A moan was emitted from the slumbering teens lips, and Eddy shook him again. One eye cracked open and Eddy smiled softly at the boy on the bed.
"Nice of you to join the living, Double D. How are ya feelin'?" Edd attempted to sit up, but let out a sharp breath and remained laying, pulling the blanket over his head to hide from the light that was on.
"Ooh, Eddy, it's to bright. It hurt's my head. And my side hurts. I think I might have a bruise the size of Manhattan going on here." Eddy placed his hand on Edd's shoulder, a small smile on his face.
"The size of Manhattan, huh? That's a pretty big bruise for such a little guy...you sure you're alright, though? You don't feel woozy or anything, do you?[1] Because if you do, maybe you shouldn't go to sleep again for a bit...you sort of conked out as soon as we got you here." Edd looked out the window, then at wall clock.
"It's been three hours? Maybe you should have woken me up earlier...I don't remember passing out or anything." Worriedly, he sat up, prodding his side lightly to assess the damage.
"Yeah, I was thinkin' about it. Are you sure your alright?" Eddy asked once more. Edd nodded, pulling the blanket around his waist. He still wore no shirt; Eddy hadn't bothered replacing the one that Edd had been wearing; he had needed to clean up the cuts that had been made there.
"I'm alright. Don't worry. I just need a little rest and relaxation. I'll be fine by tomorrow" Ed patted Edd heavily on the shoulder, then stood up. Eddy raised an eyebrow at Ed, but Ed just shook his head.
"Need to go pick up Sarah. And do other things; I'll be back later. Sleep nicely, Double D, I'll get your homework for ya too!" Edd smiled, and Ed took off out the bedroom door. Edd looked at Eddy, who still sat beside him.
"What do you think it is he needs to do, Eddy?" ---
Ed stood in front of the locker room, patiently waiting for the football team to be let out. The yelling and whooping that announced that the team had won their game reached his ears, and he positioned himself in front of the doors. When Kevin exited the locker room, he found himself instantly against the wall, feet an inch from the ground.
"H-hey Ed. W-what's up, big guy?" The teen asked, looking desperately around for someone to come to his aid. Other members of the football team stood to the side, all frightened by the tall, muscular teen holding the football captain up by his shirt. Ed leaned forward, snarling at Kevin.
"No body hurts Double D and gets away with it, Kevin. Nobody. You understand?"
For once in his life, everyone understood exactly what Ed had said. Down to the last word.
Well...yes. Ed is crazy. And I love him. XD This is the soul reason I did this chapter; to have Ed's scene. Love me and review me, my people! This is still for Ghost; because she lent me Edd during my tough day. Love, Ghost! Love! cackles and dances with a bag of jawbreakers