Nazz, Jonny and Plank walked up to Kevin's doorstep with large presents for him in celebration of his birthday. It was almost the start of summer and it was a scorching hot day, which had given way to a warm evening.

"You think Kevin will like the present I gave him, Plank?" Jonny asked his friend.

Plank gave him a blank look, which meant he was telling Jonny something.

"I'm glad you agree with me, buddy," Jonny responded.

"He's really going to like my present," Nazz said to herself.

The birthday boy had gotten in from a bike ride not too long ago and was sitting comfortably in his chair, and sipping lemonade while getting ready to watch game 2 of the NBA Finals between the Golden State Warriors and the Charlotte Bobcats.

He had been upset that no one realized it was his birthday and was sulky about it. Suddenly the bell rang.

"I hope it's not those dorks acting like bill collectors again," he said to himself. He made his way to the door and opened it.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" the kids exclaimed when the door was fully opened.

"Awesome! You remembered!" Kevin excitedly said.

"We sure did, and we brought you stuff. We think you'll love it," Jonny replied.

"Sarah, Jimmy and Rolf are coming by shortly to deliver your cake," Nazz added.

"You guys know how to make my day righteous," Kevin said, turning off the TV and turning his attention to his friends (a little more so to Nazz).

Before he could say anything else, however, the doorbell rang again.

"Maybe that's them with the cake," Nazz responded.

"I'll get it," Kevin said as he hurried to the door to answer it.

"SURPRISE!" yelled three familiar voices that Kevin had no interest in having over, even if it was well-intended. He shut the door immediately.

"Dorks. Why did they have to remember?" he grumbled to himself.

Five minutes later, the bell rang again.

"I'll get it, Kevin," Nazz said, hoping for his sake that it was not the Eds. She walked to the door and opened it.

"Where's the birthday boy?" Jimmy said upon Nazz opening the door.

"He's inside. Why don't you come in?"

"We have his cake and we think he's going to really like it," Sarah replied rather sarcastically. She didn't want to come.

"Rolf and the rest brought their presents," Rolf said.

"You guys are the best. Make yourselves comfortable and I'll tell you a ghost story before we eat and open my presents," Kevin said.

"Great idea," they all said. Once they did get comfortable, Kevin shut out the lights and told them a very grotesque non-fiction story he read about that occurred near the end of World War II. So, it wasn't really a ghost story, it really happened. He chuckled menacingly near the end of the story :

"On April 28, 1945, the Italian dictator and fascist founder Benito Mussolini and his mistress, Clara Petacci tried to escape from Italy and get to Switzerland. The Italian people very much resented him for bringing Italy into the war, killing innocent civilians, leading disastrous battles and being allies with Hitler. When he was caught, he, his mistress and the people who tried to escape with him were shot to death by the Italian resistance movement." He logged onto his new laptop that his parents had given him, browsed through sites, found pictures of the scene and showed them to everyone."Look at their corpses lying on the floor. The next day, the bodies were hung upside down by both feet in the streets of Milan so that the partisans could beat them and fiercely vent their anger on them for Mussolini's misdeeds and the wrongdoing that he did to his own people. He went further into the site and showed graphic pictures of that gruesome scene. "By the end of the day…"

"ENOUGH! I DON"T WANT TO HEAR OR SEE ANYMORE!" a truly terrified Jimmy shouted and stuffed himself in Sarah's shoulders.

"That was a quite dramatic story, Kevin," Nazz said. "Now I know the horrors and realities of war."

"Let's get right to the cake and presents," Jonny suggested, not fazed at all by the story or the pictures.

"Why not?" Sarah said.

While they were doing that, Eddy was outside plotting how to ruin the party. He was very intent on doing so that he almost had an ecstatic breakdown just thinking about it.

"Maybe I'll get clowns and charge for admission. That'll get him good. Oh, this will be good."

"Eddy, haven't you tried that fatally flawed plan before?" Edd asked.

"What's better than a recycled plan, Double D?"

"But where will you find clowns?"

Eddy knowingly nodded.

Meanwhile, Kevin had finished opening his presents. Predictably, they were all sports-related: Rolf's present to him was a new helmet for his bike. Nazz gave him a DVD of Super Bowl IV. Jimmy and Sarah bought him a baseball computer game. Jonny and Plank gave him a basketball signed by Tim Duncan.

They had gotten comfortably in front of the TV and were watching the first Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie. They were just getting to the good parts when the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it," Jonny said getting up and answering the door. As soon as it was opened, Ed, with Edd attached to his hip, marched right in and galloped all over the living room.

"Howdy, kids! It's me again, Slappy the Clown! Remember?"

"Heavens, Ed. Don't go so fast! I get nauseated!" Edd protested as Ed went fast across the room.

"Hey you dorks, get out of my house!" Kevin shouted.

"That'll be 74 cents to get them out, birthday boy," Eddy said as he came in with his money jar.

Kevin wanted them to have no part in his party and he promptly grabbed all three Eds and tossed them clear out of the cul-de-sac.

"What did those idiots want?" Sarah asked. She was too involved with the movie and didn't realize what was happening.

"Just the usual," Kevin replied as they went back to the movie. After that they said good-bye and wished him final birthday wishes. Once everyone left, he watched the end of the basketball game in which the Bobcats beat the Warriors 112-109 to even the NBA Finals at a game apiece.