Disclaimer: I don't own Ed, Edd, n' Eddy.

Author's notes: This takes place years later when the Ed boys are teenagers and in high school. What will be in this story are some ideas about the life style of the characters, mainly one in particular. Please read and review. I need your words for support to help me continue this.

Warning: This story may contain harsh violence, blood, weirdness, adult situations, abuse, horrible images, and even slash. Please be open-minded. If you don't like any of this. I refer you not to read this. Thank you. Consider this, the rating, and the genre.

Genre: Suspense/drama/romance/horror/comedy

Notes: Italic-ized words mean that a character either said it in the past or are thinking it at that current moment. It serves as subtexted, in a way, yet also can be someone thinking, too.

Words in bold simply is a certain character talking or thinking that no one can hear, except only one of the characters in this story. Also the character's point of view is bold as well.

/...word(s).../ Words of the past, of what someone said, apparently not in the scene. A memory.

NailED

By TABIL

/..You're nothing../

It wasn't too long after Double D fetched Edward that as soon as they began working they finished just as quickly. Double D was always a great mathematician, while Ed was the master of the world of Art, his art skill always far surpassing the expectations of that of the genius, while the other paid little attention to anything but getting everything finished even though he wasn't the one doing the work. Ed was incredible, he could use anything and make it into some form of masterpiece, it was one of the many things Double D did give him credit for.

Double D smiled and stared at their accomplished work. They have been working on it more than a week's time, preferably three, and finally it was all through. Double D marveled at how much they've advanced since they were little, how they started out with little things and grew up to be bigger things. The older they got, the more advanced they've become, not only because of age, but also because of their peers' interests have changed as well. They needed bigger better things now since the little things they use to do wouldn't accumulate their peers interest much if not any. However, one thing about them didn't change one bit...

"Well boys." Eddy piped. "Let's sell it to the people! Tell them to go to the one and only adventure of a life time- ED'S ALIEN-A-TORIUM!"

The ridiculous names. Well, it was worse than that. Eddy actually wanted to call it "Ed's Alien Blasters Fun World". He was stuck with that for most of the three weeks, but from much disapproval and complaints that came from Ed and Double D, mostly Double D, he finally changed it. The name came from Ed, since it was his idea in the first place to make a place about aliens and a game of "Alien Blasters" to go along with it. Leave it to Ed and his weird ideas, he seemed pretty happy about it that's one thing for sure, and since it was his idea, Eddy demanded that they wouldn't start without him. Eddy, of course, took the credit for practically everything in the end when it was finished. The only thing Eddy should take credit for was complaining every step of the way and for adding "Ed" to the beginning of the word "Alien-A-Torium".

"Surely our peers should enjoy this, since games such as rad as these are totally in this year." Double D spoke, using some of the lingo that his generation were using nowadays.

Eddy snorted. "Oh, they better be!" He yelled indignantly, then turned to Ed. "And you! ...Don't mess anything up." He finished coldly, eying his friend with such leery suspicion he looked like a scolding mother.

Double D didn't blame him. Ed always did seem to mess everything up for them, whether out of plain stupidity, hyperactivity, or God-knows-what. Ed always messed things up. He always broke things in the end, never got anything right, or somehow he would call such attention to himself that they couldn't fathom how, like when Ed had that imaginary friend of his. ...Jib was it?

Jib. Everyone seemed to like him, everybody but Double D and Eddy. They not only disliked him, but also despised him, how something not real could not only distract them and slow down their process, but also, like Ed, ruin their chances at successful scamming. It was down right irritating. Just thinking about it made, even he, Double D, steam up at the collar. So, he didn't blame Eddy for scolding him, in fact, he would scold him himself if he wanted to ruin his good mood, which he did not. I surely hope he doesn't mess things up, Double D thought with much animosity, thinking about that miserable mis-creation of Ed's being. Jib... HAH! What a pathetic fitting name for a fictition of ever having the displeasure of knowing...! And it was a displeasure, and it was dis-pleasurable, especially for Eddy, who received the wrath from the rancored beast of Ed's imagination. ..But that wasn't real. That only happened because of Eddy believed he was and made it happen. Anyway, enough thinking about insignificance.

/..Nothing../

They soon parted, Eddy commanding Ed to stay and threw what appeared to be some sort of a costume for him to wear.

"Wear this." He told him. "And play the role right."

Edward merely nodded and smiled a cheek to cheek psychotic grin, which brought to Double D's mind to a children's book he read years ago about a girl lost in a wonderland that was everything chaotic, the cat's grin bore into Double D's skull. 'We're all mad here'. Double D shivered. That book gave him the willies, even now today, after all it did to him. It gave him nightmares, so bad, he didn't want to fall asleep ever when he was a child, though the idea seemed rather foolish even then to him, it still effected him to that extent. Double D looked at Ed again, after shaking the images out. However, the images reappeared as the cat's head took over Ed's form, much like the pumpkin from the movie Pumpkin Head propped on top of the headless body of the black rider. He remembered that movie, it was a movie created years ago that Edward dragged him to go see, much to Double D's unwavering pleas against it. Double D couldn't stand scary movies, they were such a waste of media space, let alone rot the minds of the innocent, just like that book he read years many years ago. Double D stared at the cat, it's toothy grin forming, widening into curled lips, a mischievous glint in it's eyes. 'You might have noticed, I'm not all here' he heard it spoke, it's words seemed more demented than it's appearance. He really hated that cat. And just as he tried to shake all of it out of him, Eddy interrupted his train of thoughts.

"Go on, you!" Eddy pushed. "We need to gather customers!" He then literally started to push him along the concrete, making Double D frown.

"Eddy, you're wearing out the bottom of my shoes!"

/..Nothing../

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"Come one! Come all!"

"Eddy!"Double D whined, very much like a annoying squeaky door that you just want to break down into tiny pieces because OH the annoyance! I watched as he rolled his eyes, snooty little smart ba-- "...This hardly is a circus!"

Eddy huffed and glared angrily at his sock-headed friend, which I could do SO much better than him. ..Speaking of sock-headed-ness, does he EVER plan on getting rid of that ridiculous LOOK? I mean, c'mon! He's been wearing for like...THIRTEEN YEARS OR MORE. What? Did his MOMMY give them to him! "Like YOU can do better, sock-head." ..Or Maybe I just HATE...no DESPISE that hat for all it's worth, from every string and from every bit of fiber that made it.

Doubled D scoffed at him then, crossing his arms like the whiny little snob that he is. Oh you... "Like YOU would know." HAH. As if you know anything, you little ingrate! Everything YOU believe in is "logical", but I assure you, I could prove you wrong. The "scholar" then smiled at his shorter friend and held up an index finger in front of his face. ...God, I wish I was Eddy now, I'd bite it off.. Wait, I take that back. ..Eww.. Disgusting. "I say lay down the barking and let the place sell itself. For as you can see...it already has!"

Eddy quirked a brow at him. Dumbass. "Whatchyoutalkinabout, Double D?"

Double D smiled even more and gestured towards how excited their neighborhood peers have become over "the event", that my dearest had made. My creative little dearest. They stood there, awing at the glowing lights and repetitive music outside the big tent-like alien space craft. What can I say? My love is into those sorts of things.

"Wow, look at that!" Cried out Johnny, you know the use to be bald kid that now has grown his hair out not even an inch. "Aliens!"

"I know! Awesome!" Replied his best friend Mitchell, a boy somewhat similar, if not a freaking lost twin, grabbing him by the hand. "Let's go in!"

"Yeah!" Johnny whooed... Sigh. That boy's always loud...and oddly annoying, if not entertaining. Mostly entertaining.

And just as they were about to go in, two perfectly tan, rather big hands reach over to them both and grab them and pulled them back two feet from where they were standing.

"Don't go in there!" Cried the panicky Rolf. God, he's tall and has big hands..and feet. Big hands and feet. And my GOD, hairy? BAH. HE'S COVERED IN IT. He looks like he's related to the yetti or some hairy ape. His eyes bulging from his head, sweat dripping down his skin. Another loudmouthed lunatic somewhat entertaining.

The two, including everyone else, stared strangely at the poor old world colonial farmer. Poor... HAH. "Why not?"

"If you've got half a noodle, I son of a shepard beg you not to go!" He wailed as he writhed around. ...He looks like he needs to pee, but can't find a working bathroom...heh..

"Dude." Kevin spoke. OH GOD. "It's just a attraction. The stuff isn't even real." ...I HATE that snobby bastard. ..Fucking gay hater.

Rolf nervously shift his eyes around, sweat still popping out of his pores, his eyes sunken in. "Oh, oh you say that now, but it's a trick, I swear to you, A TRICK! They've come to take us, I swear! THEY'VE COME FOR US ALL!" ...What did I say? Entertaining. ...Yet also annoying. GUH.

Kevin shook his head at his spazzing friend. ...Opposites attract I guess? ...For them at least, to an extent. "Whatever, dude. Just come on." SHUT UP, fucker!

Rolf just remained standing there, shaking from head to toe. Poor thing, so easily fooled by folk tales and legends, thought Double D. What an idiot, Eddy thought, rolling his eyes at him.

..Yeah, that's not only the one who you thought as a fool, let alone treat him like one! Grrr.

Nazz walked up and stood beside Kevin, her trademark popular smile on chiseled onto her face. ..Eww. It's her. Now that was a girl that can really move a crowd, let alone the insides of the opposite sex. Everyone immediately stops what they're doing, whatever it is, immediately and wait for her to speak. ...What is she? Royalty? ...The fuck? I DON'T OWE HER SHIT! I OWE HER NOTHING... ..But I must remain silent...for now.. Lucky bitch.

"Oh, c'mon. It looks uber loads of fun." Her cheeriness like a nectar to the beehive. Goddamn, that was the most annoying voice I've ever heard in my entire existence of my being.. GOD! What is she trying to be? A FUCKING WHORE? ...Well, it's WORKING, because it doesn't look like anything but that to me!

God, she's hot, were the toughts of well...many, and many were thinking much more than that, I assure you...busy little thoughts swarming in their heads. You sick bastards. In fact, they were all bees, almost every single last one of them, except for a handful and a very special one...

And everyone one agreed with her and began to head into the unique space craft design, clearly genius indeed. ...If only the other two would see the holes, the woun--

Eddy laughs! Annoyingly, I add. Damn him. Always interrupting my sentences and train of thought!

He watched his peers. Hooked. Lined. And sinkered. Thanks to Rolf and his blatant pleas and God-knows-what he spoke in his foreign tongue. Fortunately, I know what he said... His mother would no doubt wash his mouth out if she heard him. Heh heh. That would be most interesting...for awhile.

Eddy grinned and grabbed his friend and swooped him up into a tight hug. "WE DID IT DOUBLE D!"

Double D was surprised at first at his friend's queer reaction, but then chuckled. "Oh, Eddy, is that your charm showing?" He spoke rather softly, teasing him in a effeminate tone of voice. ...Oooookaaaaay... He better not be making fun of my baby! ..Wait, they don't know... Nevermind.

Eddy's eyes popped right open and as wide as saucer plates. Eddy let go of his friend and pushed him away in some form of either agitation or disgust, definitely not discomfort I say... Double D merely giggled at him. Weirdoes. Whom I hate dearly... Anyway, this is predicable. Watch. His reaction's gonna be "DON'T TOUCH ME!"

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

Heh.. Told you so.

I watched as the prickily pair followed the rest of the flock of sheep, joining the rest of heard. I knew I shouldn't be out here. I told him I would stay home... Yes, I'm bored and I'm lonely... But... I've got this feeling.. And I'll be damned not to be there when they nail him again...

...But...I did promise...

And I do always keep my word...

And I turn back.

Oddly regretting it inside.

To be continued

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