MacEd

By Jaha Canon

Disclaimer:

I do not own the Eds

I do not own MacBeth

I mentioned the Scottish play

So now my play is hexed

That wasn't very good. It didn't really rhyme, but I like how the syllables work. I was just trying to come up with a new creative way to do disclaimers. Try it for yourself if you want to… just not too much because if you do it won't be "new" and "creative" anymore, would it?

Anyways, thanks for all the good input! I'm glad this story has good support because that will make it all the more fun to write.

So, continuing on from the last chapter.

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"What do you mean you want to accept the invitation?" Jonny asked his wooden pal.

There was a pause, and then a sigh from Jonny.

"Are you sure we're talking about the same Eddy?" Pause. "Short?" Pause. "Loud?" Pause. "VENGEFUL?"

Whether Jonny got a reply about that last word was not clear. The boy put the plank of wood back into its 'Royal Carriage' and pulled him over to Eddy's house.

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"Are you sure you want to do this, Eddy?" Edd asked Eddy one more time. "I mean, if the Kankers really are correct in their predictions then you probably wouldn't have to assist in it at all. I mean, just because you are the runner-up doesn't mean you have to assist in overthro-"

"Just shut up and make the stupid cannon!" Eddy exclaimed. He was already envisioning his victory parade and he didn't necessarily want Edd interrupting it.

(Author's interruption: Get it? I'm Jaha Canon and my story has a cannon in it? *silence* I'm going back to writing now…)

"O, is this a cannon I see before me?" Edd started dramatically. "Unfortunately so…"

"What are you blabbing about, Sockhead?" Eddy asked.

"I just didn't want to be left out of the Shakespeare references, Eddy." Edd replied.

"I don't get what this has to do with some old guy from Russia." Eddy said.

"Or some bagel with cream cheese" Ed added.

"Shakespeare was an English playwright during the Renaissance period!" Edd explained, "He has quite a legacy, Eddy. His work has been admired for centuries by actors and fellow playwrights alike."

Eddy glared at Edd, "Why am I listening to you talk when I should be preparing to be king."

"Because you have an inner desire to learn?" suggested Edd.

"Because you have rings on your fingers and bells on your toes?" suggested Ed.

"WRONG!" Eddy yelled.

The doorbell rang.

Eddy grinned from ear to ear and he ran to the door, composed himself, and then opened. "Welcome to my humble home, your majesty!" Eddy greeted.

Jonny leaned over to ask Plank once again if he was sure. Defeated, the boy-who-would- be-best-off-if-ten-gallon-hats-were-really-ten-gallon entered Eddy's house.

"Excuse us for a moment…" Eddy said, he pulled Edd aside. "I didn't know 2X4 was coming too!" he whispered.

"Gee, Eddy, maybe you should just forget about it, then." Edd suggested.

Eddy got into Edd's face and glared, "Are you mocking me?"

"Eddy, what are you talking about?" Edd asked.

Before Edd could get an reply, Eddy rejoined his guests. Jonny was watching Ed imitate monsters from his favorite movies.

"I'm taking requests, Jonny!" Ed said between roars.

Eddy turned to Edd with a great big grin on his face.

A distraction.

Perfect.

Seeing an opportunity, Eddy reached out and grabbed Plank. He covered Plank's mouth with his hand.

(Err…. A precaution… since no one is really quite sure.)

Eddy gestured for Edd to follow and ran out the back door to the waiting cannon.

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Jonny was cracking up laughing, "Oh Ed, you're cracking me up. He's a riot, huh Plank- I mean, Your Majesty King of the Cul-de-sac."

There was no reply.

"Plank?" Jonny looked around and found no sign of it.

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"Is the cannon ready?" asked Eddy.

"It is, but I'm just not sure I am." was Edd's reply.

"Who cares!" Eddy sneered. He loaded Plank into the cannon. "Pull the string, Double Dee!" he commanded.

"You do it, Eddy. I refuse!" Edd stated.

Eddy frowned, "Not this again!" He pushed Edd behind him and pulled the string to shoot Plank from the cannon.

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"Ed, do you know where Plank is?" Jonny asked.

An explosion was heard.

Ed thought for a moment and looked out the window, "I think he's flying away."

"What?!" Jonny yelled. He hopped off the couch and began running off to go find his pal. No matter where it may land.

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The force of the explosion sent Eddy flying back, knocking over Edd.

The triumphant new King of the Cul-de-sac rose from the ground.

"Now to claim my throne." Eddy announced, he was about to walk off when he realized no one was following. He turned around to see that Edd was still sitting there, staring at his socks. "Are you coming, or not?"

"Look at this, Eddy!" Edd exclaimed.

Eddy was not interested and wanted to get it over with. "What?"

"My sock!"

"What about it?"

"Look at it!"

"It's just a grass stain…"

"It's not just a grass stain!" Edd lamented, "It's a symbol of my guilt in assisting you in your overthrowing Plank scheme." he began trying to scrub out the stain. "Out darn spot!"

(A/N: This idea was courtesy of Mewberries. I don't usually take suggestions, but I liked this one.)

"Drama queen…" Eddy mumbled. He turned and left to go find the cul-de-sac kids.

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Well, that was chapter two! I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks for the "out cursed spot" idea, Mewberries!

Until next chapter!

Jaha Canon