It was a beautiful mid-spring day and Edd was out taking a walk to enjoy the weather on his birthday. He didn't want any big party; a small gathering of family and friends for cake would have sufficed. He didn't ask for much presents because he didn't think it was fair to ask his parents to give up a lot of money for him.

However, of course, Eddy wouldn't allow it. While Edd was on his walk, he went up to his lawn and stuck a sign in the grass. He chuckled menacingly and headed back home.

"That was one very refreshing walk," Edd said to himself when he got back. "You know we need these to – What is going on?" He saw all the other kids in front of his house.

"Hey, there's the birthday dork!" Kevin pointed out.

"Let's go mob him!" Ed suggested.

"What! Wait a minute, here!" Edd protested as the mob made its way towards him. When they reached him, they lifted him into the air and sang to him.

Obviously befuddled, Edd looked at the sign Eddy left on his lawn. It read: "Please come here and celebrate my birthday at 2:00. Yours truly, Double D"

"Eddy, what's the meaning of this?" the birthday boy demanded.

"Come on, Double D. You've always wanted to have fun, and here it is."

"This is not my idea of a good time, Eddy. You know that!"

Eddy didn't hear him. He was too busy mischievously planning the day out. Once the kids had stopped singing, he told them of his plan:

"Okay, folks, listen up. We'll play pin-the-tail-on-the-donkey, and break for cake and ice cream after that. I made a cake and I'm sure you will love it."

"Eddy, why are you taking advantage of my birthday?" Edd asked incredulously.

Eddy again didn't hear him; he was spaced out due to his vicious ideas. "Okay, who's up for our game?"

"But where's the donkey, Eddy?" Jonny asked. "Plank pointed that out."

"Right here." He lifted the birthday boy and hung him on a tree limb, ready to be pinned despite his vocal opposition.

"Oh, you bet we will make good on this game," Kevin said.

"Now, wait a minute! This is not dignified!" Edd protested. "Do I look like a donkey!"

It was too late.

"OOWWW!" All of the cul-de-sac-kids (except Sarah and Jimmy) took a thumbtack and stuck it into Double D's side.

"This is a more fun beating to watch than the Colorado Rockies pounding earlier today," Kevin said to no one in particular.

"Don't worry, Double D," Ed said calmly once the game was over. "I have a good present for you." He let him down.

"I hope so, Ed," Edd replied, barely being able to move.

"Okay now," the evil party master said jovially. "Who's up for cake and ice cream? Come on inside."

"Don't tell me you baked it," Nazz said doubtfully. Everyone went into Edd's house

"Yes, I did. You will love it.'

"I don't think so, you mean fathead," Sarah replied. "How can you do this to Double D and think it's okay?"

"I just can," he said as he got out his cake. "Okay, who wants a slice for 42 cents?"

His cake contained the following ingredients: Chicken, cough drops, eggs, sardines, Lebanese mustard, pickle juice, oranges and marshmallows. That was topped by an awful bright blue substitute for icing. You smelled that quite strongly for a while.

"How disgusting can you get with a cake?" Jimmy asked, as he turned green. He retreated to the bathroom.

"I just threw in everything I had and look how great it turned out."

"I don't want that lame disgrace," Kevin said haughtily.

"You're sick, Eddy," Sarah added.

"How do you even manage to make a penny?" Nazz asked.

"I'll take some cake!" Ed excitedly responded. He took the pan out from Eddy's hands and devoured the contents, much to the absolute disgust of everyone else.

"Double D, I have a surprise for you," he called after finishing.

"I don't think I want anymore surprises, Ed," he responded while lying in pain on the couch.

"But you'll like this one, I promise."

Edd reluctantly got up slowly as to not aggravate his punctures. As soon as he was on his feet, he was delighted.

"Here you go, little man," Ed said as he presented him with a book on the nature of how centripetal force works.

"Thank you, Ed. I really appreciate this."

"No problemo."

"Come to think of it, I have a present for you, too, Double D," Eddy chimed in.

"I've had enough surprises from you today, thank you," Edd snapped back, understandably angry.

"But it's your day," Eddy argued. "You're supposed to get many surprises."

"Oh, but I'll give you one, fathead!" Sarah shouted from behind.

"I'm right there with you," Kevin added.

"You've been bad," Nazz chimed in.

"Rolf thinks Eddy should be deeply ashamed!" Rolf said.

"Plank says 'Let's get him!'" Jonny said.

With that, everyone ran over towards Eddy and chased him clear out of the cul-de-sac. Eddy, unaware of the treachery in his way of running the party, protested and pleaded everyone to stop.

When everyone came back, they felt sorry for Double D and decided they should do something nice for him.

"Hey, Double D, in celebration of your birthday, why don't you join us for a bite to eat at the pizza parlor around the block, on me?" Nazz suggested.

"That's very considerate of you, but…" Edd started.

"Aw, come on," Sarah pleaded. "This way, you'll forget all about what mean old Eddy did to you."

"I suppose I can do that."

"Hop on my bike if you're too hurt to walk, hombre," Kevin politely suggested.

"Thanks, Kevin."

"Don't mention it, man."

Everyone treated Double D to pizza and then Sarah baked him a real cake at her house. All in all, Double D thought it was a conflicted birthday that started terrible, but worked out fine in the end.