Disclaimer: I still don't own Ed, Edd, n' Eddy or anything else in this story to this point.

Well, time for chapter two, but first I'd like to thank Ghost Helwig and everybody else who read and reviewed "Edtallica" to this point. Ah, but I ramble! On to chapter two!

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"Eddy… Eddy… can you hear me?"

"Huh? Yeah, but who are you?"

"Come on, dude, you know who I am…"

" I do?"

" Pfft… you're hopeless, I'll give you a hint, I died when my band's tour bus crashed in the middle of the tour, and I was replaced by a certain Jason Newsted…"

"Cl- Cliff Burton?"

"Yeah, Eddy. I heard about that huge bet you made with your dad. So, you want to see if you can be a metal star, see if you can't get your band out of Ed's basement and onto the stage?"

"Uh-huh…"

"That's cool and all, but you, Ed, and Double D are missing two essentials for any band, kid. Got any idea what those things are, Einstein?"

"Well uh… we don't have a bassist yet… or a singer."

"Bingo. "

"But how do I find them, Cliff? Nobody in the cul-de-sac can carry a note if it had handles on it."

"C'mon kid, if nobody in your little cul-de-sac can do it, that means you have to…"

"Set up ads in the paper and stuff?"

"You're not as dumb as you look, kid. I'm going to leave you now, set up ads everywhere, remember, if you hook them, they will come…"

"Ok, I'll try, bye Cliff!"

"Bye kid, and good luck…"

Eddy's eyes opened slowly. Beams of sunlight peered through his curtains, lighting up the room with a warm glow.

"Aw man, what a weird dream…" Eddy mumbled.

He rolled out of bed and threw on an old concert t-shirt and some jeans, thinking about what Cliff told him to do. After he sprayed his hair with Aqua Net (yes, Aqua Net…) he picked up his phone to call Edd. It was 10:30, so he was probably polishing his Telecaster or something.

"Double D's room, Double D speaking!" his friend answered.

"Hey Double D, it's me Eddy."

"Oh, hey Eddy. You're up a little early, aren't you?"

"Yeah sure, listen dude, get Ed up, I'll meet you at his house. It's about the band. I'll see you then!" Eddy said hurriedly.

"Very well, I'll get Ed then…" Edd replied in a confused tone.

Eddy hung up the phone and began making plans of how to "hook" the singer and bassist that the band sorely needed. Double D still had connections to the Peach Creek Gazette, maybe he would be able to get the "musicians wanted" add in the paper. They would also need to make huge signs to put up everywhere.

He found Double D and Ed waiting for him when he got outside. Ed was excitedly running in circles, his mullet flapping in the wind behind him as he went.

"Hiya Eddy!" Ed called.

"What point do you have about the band?" Edd asked as Eddy drew closer.

Eddy then told his fellow "Metal Eds" about the bet he made with his dad and what Cliff told them to do to help get the band rolling.

"So… let me get this straight… Cliff Burton came to you in a dream and said that we need to put ads up in the paper and all over town to find a bassist and a singer?" Double D questioned.

"And your dad is going to turn you into a mindless white collar zombie like the ones from "Planet Corporation" if we are not big successes by the end of the summer?!" Ed gasped.

"Uh… yeah, so what do ya say boys? Let's get started!" Eddy proclaimed.

Eddy set Ed to work on making the huge posters while he and Edd got to work on the "musicians wanted" ad. After a day's work Ed managed to make ten posters that showed a photo of the three of them with a silhouette of a fourth person with captions around it that said "Yer hed heere" and "This cood be you!"

They hung the posters up in the cul-de-sac, the lane, and other places where people could see them.

"Well boys, we've done all we can do now." Eddy proclaimed.

As Eddy plopped himself on to his bed, he remembered what Cliff said.

If you hook them, they will come….

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A/N: I know that the dream was kinda "Wayne's World 2"-ish, but it was still good, right? Well, until next time, read and review.